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The way to deal with a ruthless person is to be even more ruthless than they are. Although I was filled with immense worry inside, my face showed no signs of it. The current situation was a contest of who had the stronger resolve, a test of who was unafraid. Of course, I was afraid, but after careful analysis, I concluded that fear was utterly useless. We had to take action to ensure that Juan Juan and Mary were spared from these people's clutches.
Right now, we only had Huang Boss under control, and what we needed to do was gamble with him—a high-stakes gamble. When I was younger, I often saw scenes in TV dramas where both good and bad characters held each other's hostage. In the end, it was usually the good character who chose to back down, putting down their weapon and ultimately getting beaten by the bad guy. If not for sheer luck, the good character often ended up dead at the hands of the villain.
At that time, I couldn't understand why the one who chose to let go first was often the good person when both sides held equal hostages. Later, I realized it was because these good people were often more selfish than the bad ones. When they ultimately failed, they could claim they were left with no choice and shift all the blame onto the villains.
Having witnessed too much darkness, I deeply understood this point. Therefore, I couldn't afford to be selfish now. If I released Huang Boss, Juan Juan and Mary would only face greater humiliation, and while we could say it was all due to the villains' coercion, we would still bear responsibility for our inaction.
But we simply couldn't allow ourselves to deceive our minds with such reasoning or watch someone so important fall into these people's hands.
At that moment, Huang Boss spoke up: "Alright, you want me to release them? That's not impossible. But the premise is that you let me go first. Only when my safety is guaranteed can I ensure they reach a safe place. What do you think?"
I scoffed and replied, "Then I can propose a condition as well: if you release them, I'll let you go unharmed too. How does that sound? Seems fair enough, right?"
Upon hearing my words, Huang Boss burst into laughter and quickly said, "What do you think this place is? This is Heavenly Palace Bathhouse—my territory. Do you really think your words hold any weight here? I advise you to release me quickly; otherwise, if things escalate into irreparable consequences, it won't be my responsibility."
"I arrived here in about ten minutes; ten minutes is enough time for something very interesting to happen," Huang Boss continued threateningly. "The people inside are already moving; you have one minute left to consider your options."
Indeed, we could see movement on the screen; someone with a camera was carefully filming Juan Juan and Mary as they slept. Meanwhile, a Lecherous Middle-Aged Man remarked, "Through our lens, we can see how beautifully these two ladies are sleeping. Look at their delicate faces, their sensual lips, their rising and falling chests—how wonderful! Women like these are truly a blessing for us men!"
As he spoke, this Lecherous Middle-Aged Man reached out and touched Mary and Juan Juan's faces before continuing, "The feel of their skin is exquisite! Haha! You guys are really lucky! If we could get these two beauties to join our Bathhouse, that would be fantastic!"
In the footage, some individuals could no longer contain themselves; they leaned closer to the bed while their hands fumbled in their pants—clearly up to no good. However, this Lecherous Middle-Aged Man stopped them and said, "What are you all in such a hurry for? You look like it's been ages since you've seen a woman."
"Beauty is meant to be appreciated," he continued. "Why rush? It's only a few hours until tomorrow morning when they wake up; you have all night to enjoy yourselves. At this rate, you'll probably exhaust yourselves by then."
With that said, the Perverted Man moved away from the bed and began pacing around as if admiring Mary and Juan Juan from every angle.
Meanwhile, I knew our time was running out. If we didn't come up with another plan within five minutes, Juan Juan and Mary would be in danger. Just as I opened my mouth to speak, I realized Dezi couldn't hold back any longer; after all, Dezi was still young and unaware of the gravity of our situation.
Dezi spoke up, "We are the police. I advise you to stop what you're doing right now, or you can imagine what will happen to you."
As expected, Huang Boss let out a few cold laughs and replied, "Police? Is this how you represent the law? There's no need for useless words. What do you want? Don't tell me I don't know? If you are indeed the police, then show me something that proves your identity!"
Dezi was momentarily at a loss for words, unsure how to respond. Huang Boss continued, "And even if you are the police, so what? I've already told you that Dragon Brother's crew works for me. They might not be happy about it, but under my command, they dare not refuse."
"So what evidence do you have to arrest me? This video will go online, and everyone will see what kind of women these two are. And then what? Call the police to arrest everyone inside? Go ahead; it doesn't concern me."
Huang Boss turned to look at me and Dezi. I maintained a blank expression while Dezi was visibly furious. It was clear that Dezi could no longer hold back. This expression conveyed a message to Huang Boss: we cared deeply about these two women.
Realizing this, Huang Boss smirked and said to us, "Alright then, let's make a deal. I'll let one person go first, but you have to release me in return. Then I'll let the second person go. How does that sound?"
"Of course, to make you trust me, you can take me along as a hostage while I release one person, and the other can stay here and watch," Huang Boss said with a tone that seemed considerate of us. "Once your person is safe, I'll release the other one. Naturally, neither of you will be leaving. This is the best concession I can offer. If you agree, can we proceed this way?"
Huang Boss's tone even made Dezi waver slightly. Seeing Dezi's reaction made me fear he might blurt out an agreement. I knew that during the last case, Dezi had almost contracted AIDS, making his feelings for Mary very significant; they had nearly faced life and death together. Now that Mary was in such a predicament, how could Dezi not be flustered or worried?
But I also understood that this was merely a strategy from Huang Boss to retreat while advancing. She might let one person go, but she would certainly not release the other. In the end, whether it was Juan Juan or Mary who remained behind, we would still face a similar outcome.
Moreover, Huang Boss might be trying to sow discord between Dezi and me; if we could only choose one person, there would inevitably be disagreements.
At that moment, the Lecherous Middle-Aged Man said, "Alright then, let's strip both of them."
With that, he signaled several people to step forward and remove Mary and Juan Juan's clothing.
Huang Boss smiled and said, "Now you still have a chance—just one last chance—choose one of them. If you wait any longer, you won't even have that option!"
Huang, the Boss, seemed to enjoy giving people two choices. Dezi was staring intently at the screen, trembling all over. I noticed his mouth was opening slightly, as if he wanted to say something. But if Huang the Boss led us into a trap, we would only be dragged along helplessly.
As I watched the figures on the screen approach, an overwhelming anger surged within me. I yanked a knife off the Tea Table and raised it high, addressing Huang the Boss, "You like giving people choices? Well, I have two for you: First, release these two immediately. Second, if anyone in that scene removes a piece of clothing from them, I'll chop off one of your fingers!"
With that, I pushed Huang the Boss hard, sending him to the edge of the Tea Table. I then locked my arm around his neck and pinned him down onto the table, using the hilt of my dagger to press his right hand against it. Turning to Dezi, I instructed, "Keep a close watch on those people. If anyone dares to move even a little, it'll be one finger!"
My voice was hoarse and low; I wanted to see just how much Huang the Boss cared about his fingers.
Pinned down by me, with his head and hand firmly pressed against the Tea Table, Huang the Boss remained defiant. "Fine, just one finger. I have ten fingers; they don’t have ten pieces of clothing! Let’s see who will regret it more."
The atmosphere was tense; both Huang the Boss and I understood that we were playing a psychological game, each betting that the other would back down. But I also knew that backing down now would only lead to worse outcomes. On the screen, the Lecherous Middle-Aged Man had already placed his hand on Juan Juan's coat and was beginning to pull it down.
I steeled myself and raised my dagger again. At that moment, the Perverted Man had already removed Juan Juan's coat and was preparing to reach for her T-shirt underneath. My dagger came crashing down: "Alright, first finger!"
I wore a fierce expression, like a demon from hell.
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