Chapter 72: Now It Is You Who Is Being Auctioned!
At eleven in the evening, Yang Fan arranged to meet with President Han. In truth, it was mostly for show; with the psychological pressure applied, President Han was utterly unable to resist. Sister Ying was present as well. President Han pretended to deliberate for a long while, scribbling numbers on paper, discussing his shares—acting, as Sister Ying said, timid and miserly. In the end, he still agreed. Sister Ying beamed with delight, teasing Yang Fan for a while before finally leaving.
Yang Fan sneered inwardly. How could Sister Ying know that he had recorded every word she said using the all-purpose phone he had borrowed? If he handed that over to Brother Leopard, and she didn’t meet a grisly end, then she could come find him—though, of course, now was not the time. Yang Fan was determined to witness her death with his own eyes before the Redemption organization was taken down.
Returning to the lovers’ suite, he found both women still awake. Yang Fan was in excellent spirits.
“What did she want with you?” one of them asked.
“Nothing much—she was just trying to tempt me,” Yang Fan replied.
“Then you must have taken the bait,” said Wang Yun.
Yang Fan dared not provoke her, not after all the trouble he’d already caused her...
Huo Xinxin’s hand was up to mischief again, and Yang Fan closed his eyes.
“Made quite a profit again, didn’t you? All in all, you’re only gaining, never losing!”
In the middle of the night, Yang Fan opened his eyes to find both women clinging to him. Most girls, in truth, slept this way, hugging something like a teddy bear. But am I a teddy bear?
“I used Memory Iris on Sister Ying. There are two third-tier and two second-tier transaction points—you control Tianning, Brother Leopard controls Tianhai. There’s a first-tier transaction point, jointly managed by you and Brother Leopard. Even if you both wanted to enter the core base, you’d be taken in a car with blacked-out windows. As for your properties in Tianning, I know every detail. That’s the real purpose of this auction—you’re just trying to persuade me to start anew,” he thought.
“So this first-tier auction is utterly meaningless.”
This was all information Sister Ying had provided. Furthermore, she had siphoned off nearly sixty percent of both his and President Han’s cards. With a little manipulation, it would be nothing at all. As for where the cards were hidden, Yang Fan now knew.
The next day, Yang Fan and the two women toured the entire place—it would soon all be his. It would make a perfect movie set...
Wang Yun was still fuming, but after experiencing a massage session, a second round took place that night.
She broke down again...
“The body doesn’t lie,” Yang Fan chuckled.
They set off at noon on Friday, this time switching to a luxurious van with blacked-out windows. Everyone traveled together. Yang Fan flirted with Sister Ying for half the journey until they arrived at the first-tier auction site! With his ability, Yang Fan could pinpoint their location—nothing was more effective than this special power.
Brother Leopard was there as well, with several more lots to auction. Of course, Yang Fan wouldn’t let him. The auction venue was similar in layout and décor. Thanks to Sister Ying’s arrangements, Yang Fan and President Han were in the same section, and the girls were delivered there as well.
Li Shuwei and the others ached for the girls, but didn’t show it. Just a few more days, and true freedom would be theirs. Just endure a little longer.
Yang Fan was utterly unrestrained. The twelve female slaves Sister Ying had gifted him were also brought here. President Han’s were handled separately; Yang Fan didn’t interfere, and Li Shuwei’s group pretended not to notice.
For men with such blood on their hands, there was no room for pity.
Legally, they would try to stop it. But emotionally, these people could not be forgiven—they should experience the same pain that over 3,500 girls had endured.
Yes, over 3,500—and that was just the official count. Including previous victims, the total exceeded 5,000.
A staggering number...
As before, Yang Fan had the girls teach the female slaves to dance. One wrong move, and he slapped them. Wasn’t this how the girls in Redemption were treated? No rush—five or six days remained. With that much time, they should at least learn a dance.
Brother Leopard arrived, bringing three more pairs—ten people in total. He came seeking Yang Fan and President Han, his biggest clients. Sister Ying was in no hurry, having already hooked the biggest fish.
As for the group led by A Jiu, that was Yang Fan’s doing—they brought less than fifty million in total. Brother Leopard wouldn’t pass up such big clients. Yang Fan immediately asked how much money A Jiu’s group had brought, then tossed out a sixty million card—equal to the sum of their funds.
Thus, the remaining ten girls were delivered to him as well.
To ensure the girls’ safety, Yang Fan found Sister Ying and arranged for them to be sent back to Tianning, escorted by the deputy captain of the Tianning SWAT team and the chief of the Tianhai SWAT team. Again, they traveled in a blacked-out bus, changing routes repeatedly, until they reached a familiar intersection where the officers drove them home.
And then, it was just a matter of waiting. Yang Fan and the two policewomen continued their lovers’ masquerade. Each day, Yang Fan trained the female slaves—then sent them out to earn money for him.
All in all, it was a handsome profit.
Once the rest were wiped out, all those houses, cars, cards, and even the estate itself would be his.
Yang Fan was in excellent spirits...
Five days passed in the blink of an eye. Another blacked-out vehicle arrived, and Yang Fan and his companions boarded, leaving all communication devices behind—there were even scanners on the vehicle!
On the journey, Sister Ying smiled faintly, Brother Leopard sneered, Yang Fan laughed aloud, and President Han smiled quietly.
So many hearts, so many different moods, all in a single vehicle!
The car was well-equipped. After a day of travel, it drove straight into an estate, then descended underground. Even if there had been communication equipment, it would have been jammed. The place was carved deep into a mountain.
As soon as Yang Fan arrived, Ai Xiaomei received his location, and a net began to close.
Sister Ying and Brother Leopard led Yang Fan and the others through the initial procedures, until they reached what they called the maid school.
Inside were cages where the girls were kept—these were their so-called dormitories.
They also met the public face of the massive Redemption organization; but of course, Yang Fan already knew, thanks to Sister Ying, who the true mastermind was.
And Sister Ying was the one perched at the very apex of the pyramid!
“This is our boss—boss, these are President Yang and President Han,” Sister Ying introduced with a smile, never suspecting that her disaster was about to arrive.
“President Yang, President Han—our VIP clients!”
The boss shook hands with Yang Fan and the others.
“Distinguished guests, please have a seat!”
This was the prison area. Yang Fan wanted the girls to see with their own eyes the fate that awaited those who had harmed them.
Yang Fan sat down with his arms around both women. President Han also took a seat.
“Please wait a moment, gentlemen—the auction will begin shortly,” the boss said, beaming.
Brother Leopard gave a cold snort, and Sister Ying’s face changed.
“Boss, isn’t the auction scheduled for the day after tomorrow?” Sister Ying asked, puzzled.
“Yes, but today, the one being auctioned is you.”