Chapter 242: Encirclement

Ever since the Red Heels Club implemented a membership system, ordinary guests lost the qualification to enter.

They never told outsiders how to become a member or what the standards were. Even if some old guests from before asked, they often couldn't get any results.

Later, Buke passed out some news through some people: people couldn't actively become members themselves; only those who received an invitation from Red Heels possessed the qualification to become a member.

As for how to be invited, this required looking at whether this person was rich enough, whether they had a certain influence, and whether they belonged to decision-making figures.

Just having money wouldn't work.

This basically cut off ordinary people, and even the middle class. Those who could become members were all members of the upper-class society—

It is worth noting that the upper-class society of New Jincheng does not refer to all locals. Although locals are a massive force group, in reality, there is another massive group in this upper-class society, which is also outsiders.

It's just that these outsiders are different from the mayor and Director Dai Er and the others; these outsiders won't fight for power and profit with the locals, but instead will bring them some positive changes and benefits.

For example, the general managers of some group companies in New Jincheng—they also have great influence, and are also very rich, and are also members of the upper-class society, but they are harmless to the locals.

The locals in the true sense have completely cut off contact with Red Heels. They couldn't be stupid enough to send evidence into the mayor's hands.

And it hasn't been long since Red Heels recovered. Even if some people placed orders, they were only a minority.

Even if they grasped this part of the evidence, it would be difficult to constitute any actual harm to them because it was unlikely that their girls would appear in court to testify.

Perhaps this is that plans cannot keep up with changes.

Before, he still planned to use the locals' influence to stand firm in the State Assembly, but the next second, he directly held the idea of overturning the entire order of New Jincheng and ran wildly.

So regardless, for the locals, Red Heels had no need to continue existing. At the same time, they were also worried about whether Red Heels would leave behind any handles or evidence of theirs.

So under the leadership of some people, the Bay Area hound Director Chali mobilized the entire police system. They would seal Red Heels as soon as possible, find, and destroy all records.

With such a decision, plus Lanse expressing support for this action, they soon began to operate.

There were many pairs of eyes watching Red Heels in the Imperial District in the dark. Just when the atmosphere was actually already very tense, an unexpected character suddenly entered Red Heels—

Aierike, and his lackeys.

Aierike, who had just been discharged from the hospital, planned to take his lackeys to relax. Having been hospitalized for so long, his entire body's bones were aching.

Now that he could finally come out, naturally he had to relax and have fun.

A group of people entered Red Heels as arrogantly as they could, which also alarmed those pairs of eyes.

For a time, many calls were made to the Bay Area. People didn't know if Aierike was going to play or to take away evidence. His group of people drove several cars. If he wanted to take away some key handles or evidence, would it trigger unpredictable consequences?

Aierike indeed might do this. He was the mayor's nominal illegitimate son and was definitely someone the mayor trusted. People couldn't take the risk.

Just a few minutes later, the locals in the Bay Area decided to take action against Red Heels, and Lanse also received a call, needing his unconditional cooperation.

But at this moment, the people inside Red Heels were not clear about this point.

Samu, wearing that bright red sequined dress, sat on a chair with a pink shawl draped over his body. He was holding a slender ladies' cigarette holder, watching Buke teach the newly arrived girls how to be obedient.

This was actually not an easy job to do.

Or rather, wanting to do this job well was not a simple thing because for a portion of the girls, violence and pain couldn't make them completely submit.

So some psychological means had to be added, but the first step of submission threatened by violence and pain was also necessary.

Different people have different tolerance levels for pain and suffering. Some people have a higher innate tolerance level, and these people are not easy to handle.

Because hurting them is like breaking a commodity; no one likes their toy to be in a tattered state.

Wounds like those that leave scars are absolutely not allowed. This requires very skilled techniques, being able to make them feel intense pain without leaving ugly scars.

Samu is definitely a master in this regard, but Buke is not bad either, and his path is wilder.

However, if the target girl is the kind with a very low tolerance for pain, this matter will be very easy to do. Maybe a few slaps can make them learn the first step of submission.

The destruction of personality often begins with the first submission.

As for those who are always unwilling, their end is often very miserable. After all, this is Red Heels; they can enter alive, but there is a high probability that they don't allow anyone to leave alive.

If they only left scars, they would be sent to Heaven City. The number of tourists there is very large, they need to provide a large number of girls, and the income in this area is not bad.

As for those who can't be taught no matter what, some might be sold cheaply to those human traffickers, and then resold to other countries.

There is also a possibility they will be directly processed and become a part of Angel Lake.

This place is hell for those girls. Dignity, personality, everything—the moment they are sent here, it will be torn to shreds.

Wanting to live means having to abandon everything; nothing can be left behind!

Just like the girl in front of them, she was hung on a rack, and all her dignity and personality had already been ruthlessly thrown to the ground.

Buke held a special whip in his hand, whipping her hard.

The crying was very loud, but these couldn't make Samu have the slightest pity. He looked at the girl's body without the slightest cherishing.

Bang bang bang knocking sounds came. Buke panted and hung the whip on the rack beside him.

He picked up a towel to wipe the sweat off his body and walked toward the door. "Who's there?"

"Mr. Buke, Boss, Young Master Aierike is here."

When hearing this name, Samu frowned. He wasn't interested in this little kid with a weird temper, but who made everyone say he was the mayor's illegitimate son?

He glanced at Buke and the girl who was hung up. "You continue to handle her, I'll go out and see."

Buke nodded. He held his waist. At this moment, he had no desire at all, only enthusiasm for work.

I don't know if it was because of so many things happening between him and Samu, but he found that he was undergoing some changes that even he felt terrified of!

But... he had no way to escape. He was actually the same as this girl; they had no room for choice.

It's just that this girl was still persisting, but he had already chosen to submit.

And this made him have a twisted anger. He wanted to make this girl lower her head and submit more than ever. It seemed only in this way could he obtain a trace of spiritual tranquility.

Only in this way could he tell and convince himself that his choice was correct.

Because no matter how they resisted, in the end, they only had two paths.

Lower your head, or die.

He didn't want to die, so he lowered his head.

Lowering your head is actually the only choice, right?

He picked up the special whip. It hurt a lot when whipped, but it rarely left scars. He whipped the girl hard, gritting his teeth. "As long as you say the sentence I want, I will take you down. No one will hurt you again, and you can also get a piece of clothing!"

But the response to him was only the girl's screams, not the words he wanted. He used even more strength!

On the other side, Samu walked up from the basement. Recently, the wind had changed a bit.

The contradiction between the mayor and the locals began to show obviously. Red Heels' business was hugely affected. Many guests suspended service, but there were also some people who continued to cooperate with Red Heels.

Among these people, although some also lived in the Bay Area, they were not local tycoons; they might be representatives of some large group company in New Jincheng.

Like Laini, the general manager of the Liji Group—they were all managers of large groups, and they also had desires they needed to vent secretly.

But local tycoons and politicians no longer continued to obtain special call services from him.

Compared to those special calls that could make more money, the money-making speed of those ordinary rich people's calls was a bit slow, and the mayor wasn't particularly concerned.

Samu could feel these changes in the wind direction and could feel that the entire city seemed to have begun to become antagonistic, but he had no way at all. He could only continue to do his own work.

Guests placed orders, then he and Red Heels were responsible for providing commodities and obtaining the fees paid by customers for the orders, then the next cycle.

Of course, sometimes guests would also specify commodities. The price in this situation would be relatively high, but the frequency wouldn't be too many.

If he had known early on that the situation in New Jincheng would become like this, he wouldn't have come over from Heaven City. No matter who lobbied him, he wouldn't have agreed.

By the time he arrived at Aierike's private room, Aierike and his lackeys were already having fun.

This place also provided such services. After changing to a membership system, people who directly sought satisfaction here became fewer; most were takeout.

The moment Samu pushed the door and entered the private room, Aierike, who was laughing, suddenly stopped his movements. The girl in his arms also breathed a sigh of relief.

This young man looked quite normal; he didn't expect his hand strength to be so great!

"Young Master Aierike." Samu took the initiative to greet him.

Aierike let go of the girl in his arms, leaned forward, and pressed his hands on his thighs. "Samu, I heard that taking girls away requires your nod?"

Samu looked at the girls in the room and didn't deny it. "This is Red Heels' rule."

"If you say you want to take my girls to other places, it's completely no problem, but we will send the girls over, and we will pick them back up when the time is up."

"And, only accept private environments, don't accept open ones, or public places."

Aierike's expression was very ugly. "I just want to take her out to go shopping."

Samu maintained a smile. "She is just a toy. The correct way to use a toy is not you taking her running around, but how to use her."

He looked at the girl beside Aierike, and there were some subtle changes in his expression. "Help Young Master Aierike have a good time."

The girl beside Aierike looked as if she had been hugely frightened, hurriedly kneeling on the ground. Before she had time to do anything, Aierike pushed her away.

He stood up and looked at Samu. "You are just the manager here, not the real master here!"

He was expressing to Samu the concept that he was one of the masters here. If the situation here wasn't very special, Red Heels' industry would also be hung under his name.

Looking at Aierike's appearance, Samu didn't argue with him. "I'll call your uncle."

Aierike's heart instantly floated with the mayor's appearance. He suddenly shivered, and the person also calmed down.

He vaguely knew a little about Red Heels' importance. He knew this place wasn't just a call company; there should be other work being done.

He had just been discharged from the hospital. Recently, he felt something was wrong. He was very dependent on those special-effect painkillers. As long as he didn't inject them, he would feel uncomfortable all over, and there was pain constantly breeding from his body joints, and even every place.

These pains and discomforts would kill him!

But as long as there was one needle, everything would end, and it would also make him feel very comfortable. Sometimes there would be hallucinations.

The price of those special-effect painkiller injections wasn't cheap—ten dollars a needle. However, to him, it was just a small amount of money.

But he also knew this was a bit of a problem. He had consulted a doctor, and the doctor had told him this was a kind of dependency of the body on painkillers, which was very normal.

Before, when his bones were broken, he was troubled by pain and injected a large amount of painkillers, so he had a strong dependency.

He wanted to quit; it was actually very easy. Just persist in not using painkillers.

He tried, and gave up.

That feeling of being in pain to the point of wanting to die made him feel terrified and desperate. He could only force himself to forget all this.

Today was the day he was discharged from the hospital. He had been abstinent for more than a month. He originally wanted to come and relax, but encountered this damn problem again.

I don't know if it was the side effect of the painkillers, but he became irritable, emotionally unstable, and had many changes that couldn't be said.

But no matter how he changed, once the mayor's image appeared in his mind, he calmed down.

"No need to disturb my uncle's work. Since I can't take them out, forget it."

His repeatedly changing emotions began to surge again. A moment ago, he was confronting Samu for the girl beside him, and the next moment, he felt this girl was hateful, kicking her to the ground. "Really fucking disappointing!"

"Let's go, change to a place to play." Just as he finished speaking, the door of the private room opened, and a staff member walked to Samu's front with a nervous expression, whispering.

Samu's face also revealed some serious expressions. "Concentrate the girls together, tell them not to talk nonsense, otherwise we have ways to kill them!"

Saying this, he turned his head to look at Aierike. "Young Master Aierike, I'm afraid you have to wait a while longer. The police have blocked Red Heels, saying they are hunting a wanted criminal, so..."

"Why would the police do this?" Aierike looked confused. "And how dare they do this?"

Although on the surface Red Heels was Samu's industry, everyone knew who the real owner behind the scenes was.

He prepared to go and see who had such big guts, actually not knowing life or death to come here to make trouble.

But before he walked out, the door of the private room was pushed open. Several police officers walked in. They directly ignored Aierike and walked to Samu's front.

"You are the general manager here?"

Samu forced himself to nod calmly. "If there is no one else called Samu, then it is very likely me."

He noticed that the one who asked him was a police sergeant.

"Very good, Mr. Samu. We are hunting a highly dangerous wanted criminal. There is intelligence saying he is hiding in the Red Heels Club."

"So we need you to cooperate with us, search this place from top to bottom. No problem, right?"

Saying this, it seemed like he was asking if he could do that, but the sergeant's attitude didn't have the slightest meaning of asking, but was ordering Samu.

Samu squeezed out some smiles. "I hope you don't scare my guests and girls. We are operating legally!"

The sergeant smiled, making his heartbeat speed up. It wasn't that he wanted to have something happen with this sergeant, but because of nervousness, or even fear.

"Of course no problem. We'll go to your office. It just so happens I also have some things to ask you."

The sergeant then saw Aierike's group of people. "Take them away, search their bodies, see if there are any dangerous items."

Aierike froze for a moment. He stepped forward two steps. "Open your dog eyes and see who I am!"

"I am Aierike!"

The sergeant squinted at him. "I don't care if you are Aierike or Aier-pound. We are executing a task. You had better cooperate."

When Aierike heard these words, his scalp was exploding with pain!

He stepped forward again, preparing to grab the sergeant's collar, but the corner of his eye caught several police officers at the door who had already taken out their pistols, and one of them even opened the safety.

In an instant, he became calm again.

He withdrew his hand and retreated two steps, seeming to want to print this sergeant's appearance in his brain. "Can I know what your name is?"

The sergeant sneered. "No!" He waved his finger. "Take these johns out..."

This was the first time Aierike was called a "john." He was both angry and furious, but looking at the expressions of those police officers who were eager to try, he finally restrained his temper.

Once he left here, he would make these people pay the price!

The matter of Red Heels being surrounded by the police was passed to the mayor's ears through some channels for the first time. He stood behind the office desk, looking at the darkness outside the window and thinking for a long while.

Actually, he knew the Bay Area would definitely take action against Red Heels very soon, and he had also prepared himself mentally.

During this period, he let Dai Er bite people everywhere like a mad dog, plus gangs from Fides kept coming over, which had already touched a part of the locals' bottom line.

They would definitely counterattack, and Red Heels was also a good choice.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that Aierike was also in Red Heels... ===== CHAPTER 243 =====