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A heart-wrenching scream came from Aaron's throat.

He instantly collapsed to the ground, clutching his groin, rolling and convulsing on the floor.

Blood seeped from his trousers, staining his lower body.

"Ouch—it hurts—help! God! Wayne! For the sake of the past—"

Aaron screamed and curled up on the ground, the excruciating pain making him scream like a groundhog.

At this moment, he finally understood that the Bruce Wayne in front of him was no longer the timid Wayne he once was, the pitiful little boy he had controlled.

Wayne has long since become a different person, a ruthless and decisive avenger who has returned from hell, someone he knows nothing about!

Wayne looked calmly at Aaron and said:

"Don't worry, Aaron, my friend, it's just a little blood, you won't die."

As he spoke, he extended a finger and tapped the other person's forehead.

The energy of the [Basic Witch Doctor] surged, and Wayne mobilized this power to stop the bleeding, but the pain did not lessen much.

"So, Aaron, my friend, tell me, where did you hide those videos? And those recordings you secretly filmed when you went to that island? I know you know Epstein, you're kind of a fringe figure in that circle... aren't you?"

Aaron Carlson, a corrupt orc from California, is a Hollywood talent agent who uses his influence to collaborate with the Mexican Mafia, coercing actresses into filming sex tapes. He treats his artists as commodities for power-for-sex and money-for-sex transactions, building a political and business network. Due to his notorious record, he gained the favor of Jeffrey Epstein, traveling to Epstein's island and secretly filming footage of several American political figures, including Hilary Clinton.

Wayne looked at Aaron in front of him with a hint of a smile in his eyes.

This is truly... a pleasant surprise.

Hollywood is a den of iniquity, and I never imagined that Aaron had actually been to that island.

Moreover, the surreptitious filming left behind some visual evidence.

Because both parties have used Epstein Island as a weapon in their attacks, videos related to the island have become like political nuclear bombs.

These things are especially valuable if one wants to instigate a civil war in America or control high-ranking politicians in America.

Upon hearing Wayne's words, Aaron trembled, his face filled with disbelief as he stared at Wayne and murmured:

"No...it's impossible...I'm sorry, Wayne, I...I don't know what you're talking about..."

These things are his biggest secret, or even his biggest trump card.

In this world, he trusts no one but himself.

Only he himself knew about the existence of those videos.

Where did Wayne in front of him get this information from?

In that instant, Aaron felt as if he were being watched by an omniscient and omnipotent being, which terrified him!

He just didn't dare admit that he possessed these videos.

Keep in mind that this film captured some of Hillary Clinton's personal life!

If these things were exposed, he would face relentless persecution from Hillary and her husband.

In the United States, there is a common belief that anyone who tries to stop the Clintons will die under mysterious circumstances.

The death toll is already in the hundreds and continues to grow.

Even Epstein himself was on the death list.

Aaron knew that if this matter were to be exposed, he would surely die!

Wayne smiled slightly and said:

"Great, Aaron, you're a tough nut to crack."

Then he looked at Doug beside him and said:

"Doug, my son, I think what we brought here will finally not be wasted."

Doug said excitedly:

"Oh, Godfather, this is wonderful! It's an honor to work for you!"

As he spoke, he pulled out a sports bag, placed it excitedly in front of Aaron, unzipped it, took out a huge plastic sheet, and spread it on the ground.

Then he took out a series of tools, including a hammer, nails, a spray gun, and an electric drill.

Then, he grabbed Aaron by the hair and dragged him onto the huge transparent plastic sheet.

Take out the nails, press the other person face down on the ground, and nail their hands to the floor.

Aaron's piercing scream rang out again, his eyes filled with terror, not knowing what the other party wanted to do.

The fear of the Clintons was instantly overwhelmed by the fear of Wayne.

Death now is more terrifying than death in the future.

"I'll tell you everything! Those things are in the hidden closet in my bedroom, under my bed, in a secret space!"

Aaron shouted.

But there was no sound of Wayne's voice behind him.

Only the excited voice of that gang member named Doug could be heard:

"You, take off your pants, oh, and Mr. Aaron's pants too."

"I know you all like to go through a man's backdoor, and this Mr. Aaron is a fucking straight man... Now, get yourself hard right now and go through Mr. Aaron's backdoor, right now, immediately."

"That's a fucking order."

"Oh, Godfather, please move aside for a moment. The scene here is not very elegant, but I will record it for them."

Immediately afterward, to Aaron's horrified surprise, he heard Joshua, Victor, and Maddie loosening their belts.

He even caught a glimpse of Viktor's trousers lying on the ground out of the corner of his eye.

"No...you can't do this! You can't!" Aaron's voice was choked with sobs; he had never been so vulnerable.

"I'm sorry, Aaron, I... I can't... He pointed a gun at me..." Victor's voice sounded behind him, his old friend of many years seemingly trying to awaken something within him.

His hands rested on Aaron's shoulders, and Aaron could even feel the warm breath coming from the back of his neck.

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Tears of humiliation streamed down his face.

A pain I had never experienced before came over me.

In that instant, he suddenly felt a deep empathy for the male celebrities he had sent to the beds of important figures.

"Damn it, agent, that's the look! Great! You really have a talent for acting. I think if there were a Dark Web Oscars, you'd definitely win Best Actor..."

Doug's voice came from the side; he was filming the two of them with his phone and commenting on their behavior.

"As for you, Mr. Producer, you're fucking unprofessional. What's with that constipated look on your face? Shouldn't you be showing your passionate love at this moment?"

Doug cursed angrily.

"You have absolutely no camera presence!"

"Excitement! You have to be excited at times like this! What about the professional ethics of a filmmaker? Expression! I mean expression!"

As he spoke, Doug suddenly slapped producer Victor across the face.

Then the cold muzzle of a gun was pressed against the back of Viktor's head.

Viktor's expression visibly became excited, even showing signs of enjoying pleasure.

Doug nodded in satisfaction and said:

"That's right, Mr. Producer. You people in the film industry are just despicable. You don't understand what the audience wants at all. All we want is some realistic performances."

Viktor's smile was more like a grimace as he said:

"Oh, sir, I... thank you for your guidance, I think I've learned a lot..."

Doug shook his head and said:

"You'll never learn anything. You're just a fucking rapist. How could you treat your friend like this? Shouldn't you be crying your eyes out when you're doing this? For the sake of your long-standing friendship?"

Viktor shuddered violently, and tears of humiliation streamed down his face, landing on the back of Aaron's head.

Doug brandished the gun with a hint of disdain and said:

"Damn producer, you're a complete waste, as useless as a JD Vans eyeliner... Mr. Joshua, it's your turn."

Just then, we heard a "ding" sound, indicating that the oven's set time had ended.