America: Starting with Daily Intelligence

Chapter 305 The Demon's Den

"There's no other way. Do you want to be unable to easily penetrate the markets of wealthy business owners when they need your services?"

"They're on drugs, so they're definitely very weak, and you might even need to manually help them," the girl next to me joked, clearly a veteran in the industry.

He also shared some tips: "When they need you, you'd better shout louder, the louder and more exaggerated the better, but also be subtle, don't be too fake, you know, they're all perverts. They don't actually have much ability. In all my years in this industry, I've never seen many big shots."

"That might be because your clients aren't Black?"

"Black people aren't as strong as you think."

"Do I have to wear this too?" Violet glanced at the pink remote-controlled toy, somewhat hesitant.

The staff member said in an unquestionable tone, "This is the boss's requirement, girls. If you want to get that $2000 smoothly, you need to follow instructions. It's just one night, at most eight hours, it'll be over quickly, and then you'll have your $8 reward! But you're not the main course, you're just there to provide services. Don't worry, these are all newly bought toys, no one has used them yet, you're the first."

"Should we feel honored?" The girls rolled their eyes.

The staff member shrugged. "If you perform well, you might even get tips from the wealthy. They're very rich and generous. If you provide good service and please them, you can earn extra money. Don't make things difficult for me, okay? I'm just someone who works for a paycheck. If they need anything, I might even have to do something lucrative."

"What a pervert." The girls cursed, but their bodies betrayed their words. They put on those revealing strips of cloth.

Violet also stuffed the small toys inside, got dressed, and started thinking about where to leak the news.

Suddenly, as if struck by lightning, he shuddered and gasped for breath.

"Boss." The staff member turned around and greeted the newcomer.

A heavily made-up man, wearing a red dress, black stockings, high heels, and with a stubble beard, blush, and a wig, looked quite jarring.

It was clearly the owner of the ranch and the host of the party, Jehovah Priyan.

A wealthy man who felt his life was empty and wanted to give himself more challenges underwent gender reassignment surgery to become a "diversified" individual.

He took the electric switch, turned it directly to the highest setting, and was also happy to see Violet looking uncomfortable.

Speaking in a hoarse voice, he said, "Alright, girls, welcome to my auction. Of course, you're not the main course. Now, come with your mothers to enter. I'll assign you little sweethearts some jobs. But be careful, if you don't do your jobs well, the guests might give you a little punishment! Like this!"

He took out another remote control and pressed the button.

The girl next to her was struck dumb, letting out a gasp. She immediately bent over and knelt on the ground, whimpering softly.

"..."

Violet gave the embarrassed girl a deep look and cursed inwardly: Damn it, you perverts, I'll definitely give you two extra punches later!

Seeing the fear and trepidation on the girls' faces, Prien was very happy. He clapped his hands and said, "Okay, now come with me. You still have a lot of work to do."

"Boss, I need to use the restroom." The girl stood up shakily.

"Me too," Violet quickly said.

Prian nodded and said considerately, "There are no toilets here, you can go to the cowshed. Or the open field! Don't worry, there are surveillance cameras everywhere! But only for internal personnel. Hahahaha! The rest of you, come with us."

"..." Violet and the girl hurriedly left the room.

They hadn't gone far when the two found a corner to squat down. Suddenly, the girl exclaimed again and knelt on the ground.

Violet heard loud laughter coming from afar and suddenly felt physically unwell.

His expression changed slightly, "Fxxk! You!"

"Sorry, girls, this is just a trial run. I promise there will be a next time." A Black man looked over, waving a remote control in his hand, quite smugly. "If you're any slower, I think I'll turn up the punishment power again!"

The girl next to her couldn't take it anymore. Her face flushed, she hurriedly got up and limped over.

Violet frowned slightly, ignoring the other person. She endured the discomfort, bent over and vomited, covering her mouth as she spat out a piece of realistic skin, which was actually a bone conduction earphone. She pretended to tuck her hair up and secretly placed it behind her ear.

"Boss! There's a signal over from Violet! Hey, why are you only starting the equipment now?" the mouse's voice came through.

Violet didn't speak, but simply stood up without changing her expression and walked towards the villa, her teeth chattering slightly, conveying a rhythmic Morse code.

"Oh, you got bullied by them? They're playing such a perverted game? But we've seen plenty of perverts before, just bear with it a little longer." Mouse said gloatingly.

On the other side, under the cover of darkness, a satellite dish mounted on the roof of a security truck parked in the suburbs flashed its red light.

The mouse, wearing headphones, looked at the layers and satellite positioning displayed on the computer screen.

At this point, some of the satellite's role becomes apparent.

The blurry image was enlarged, and post-processing with AI software resulted in a relatively clear picture. However, it certainly doesn't compare to a daytime image.

Zhang Ailun and Madison were having a campfire in the wild, eating barbecue. Two Black Hawk helicopters were parked nearby, along with fully armed Beggar Clan members and members of the other island's security team.

They heard the mouse's call. The two of them rushed over, got into the car, and glanced at the location coordinates and satellite images sent back by the other party.

Pointing to a photo, Zhang Ailun asked疑惑地, "Zoom in on this picture, who is this androgynous guy?"

"That's Priyan. Looks like his sex reassignment surgery went well." Madison recognized his old nemesis at a glance and sneered, "I heard he also wants to get a big one installed for his daughter and have his son have the surgery too. They're all psychologically twisted psychopaths. The rich people who hang out with them are the most twisted of psychopaths!"

"..." The Grand Master gasped. He knew they were freaks, but he hadn't expected them to be this freakish!

Compared to them, Madison, this old man who liked to play around with women, have children, and collect things, seemed much more amiable.

Indeed, there is no harm without comparison.

"Have Violet report the news in real time. Once they've finished their game and the time is right, we can go over."

Zhang Ailun said, "They have cameras in their ranch villas? Then they must have a monitoring room and a network center with video backups. It seems we don't need to film anything. We can just crack the backend password and copy the entire video."

These guys are really going all out. Just playing around wasn't enough; they had to record the whole thing.

They've gotten so used to the good life that they don't even know how to spell the word "death" anymore!

The mouse immediately nodded in agreement and then informed Violet, instructing her to keep her updated on the situation on the field.

Violet entered the ranch villa and, under Jehovah Priyan's direction, busied herself with the other waitresses, setting out tables, chairs, and other fruits, as well as fuel to start a campfire.

After all the facilities in the venue were set up, the invited guests arrived and took their seats. Violet and the other waitresses went to the back and found several well-dressed women locked in dog cages.

The security personnel nearby were chatting and laughing. Several researchers in white lab coats took out some glass bottles from a tightly packaged box and then used syringes to mix and adjust the contents.

Violet immediately relayed what she had seen back.

"Hey sweethearts, how's it going?" The security guard, looking at their revealing outfits, couldn't help but tease, "You guys have some hot bodies, interested in some extra homework?"

"That feels good. I think you guys should get some new clothes too, at least don't just wear half-body bulletproof vests. Put your stuff back!"

The girls immediately retorted, "We're here to serve the boss, not you."

"The first half belongs to the bosses, the second half is our chance. Hopefully you'll still have room then," the security guard said, cracking a dirty joke. Everyone laughed.

Violet also raised her middle finger.

Little thing, how dare you show yourself like that?

They lined up and approached the researcher, who placed a syringe, some small pills, and cigarettes on a tray. "This is the set meal for VIP table number one, and this is the set meal for table number two. Don't mix them up, or the guests will be punished."

The girls immediately nodded, took the tray, and turned to leave.

The researchers, however, immediately grabbed a handful and gave it a good squeeze. "I've also prepared some goodies for you, kids. Remember to come back to your dad's for your special treat later. I guarantee you'll have an unforgettable night!"

"Fxxkyou! Go to hell!"

"Ha ha ha ha."

Violet followed the waiters carrying the set meal to the front of the restaurant, where Jehovah Priyan was standing on a high platform, holding a piece of paper and giving his opening remarks.

"Welcome everyone to our 32nd Bonfire Auction! We're all old friends here, so I'm sure you won't want to hear any more pleasantries. Our auction follows the same old rules: anyone who bids a high price can purchase the right to use a slave. Now, please welcome our first item for auction! Dolivia, the leader of the Swan Lake dance troupe from the Giant Peak Opera House! I believe many of you are familiar with her, and many have seen her performances. I paid a hefty price to persuade her to participate in this auction!"

As soon as Priyan finished speaking, many VIPs applauded and whistled.

A staff member pulled a person onto the stage by holding a rope.

Being watched by so many people, the other person also felt somewhat embarrassed and awkward.

Violet stood behind the guests as a waitress. When she turned around, she saw the VIP next to her take a pill and couldn't resist starting to do it herself.

Isn't that the female celebrity Selena?

"Please introduce yourself, miss. The fact that you're here means you have needs. Just state your needs, and if you can satisfy the wealthy people here, they can help you achieve your dreams!"

"I owe the bank a lot of money and I need to pay it back, otherwise I'll go bankrupt and be evicted. I need help. I also want to buy a house in the city center," Dolivia said with difficulty.

"What a greedy fellow! But everyone here is certainly capable of fulfilling your demands!" Prien laughed heartily. "You can showcase your talents. If the guests below are satisfied with you, they'll definitely be willing to pay to buy you!"

The staff presented three sizes: large, medium, and small.

Choose the larger size!

"Dude, she has three options! I think we should use them all."

The wealthy men laughed heartily.

Dolivia blushed and began to perform.

The scene was too painful to watch.

They quickly got into a lively and enthusiastic atmosphere.

Violet was reporting a message to the mouse when she suddenly got an electric shock. Turning her head, she saw an old man holding a remote control.

"Sweetheart, what's your name?" the tycoon chuckled.

"My name is Marta, sir," Violet said.

"Very good, Miss Marta, would you be willing to come on stage and perform with Miss Dolivia? I can give you $4000!" The old man took out four thousand dollars directly.

I played the mud horse.

Violet hesitated, "Sir..."

"Sir, I'm willing!" The girl next to her quickly reached out and snatched the money.

The old man wasn't surprised. He turned to the Black celebrity next to him and said, "See? I told you people would be scrambling to do it for four thousand dollars!"

"Go ahead! Consider this your bonus." He handed the girl the pills on the table as well.

Without hesitation, the other person went on stage and even fought with the dancer Dolivia for the right to use the toys. This erotic scene further aroused the crowd. Many people chose to take pills and use syringes.

Ultimately, someone offered $180 million and won Dolivia at auction.

"Thank you, sir," Dolivia said, trembling, her forehead covered in sweat.

"I spent $180 million, what should you call me?" the customer said disgruntled.

"Owner."

"Very good!! Kneel down."

Seeing that the first round of auctions had ended, Priyan pressed his advantage, having his staff bring in the second item for auction. "Victoria's female model, I believe many people would be willing to buy her! As long as you help her fulfill her dream, she's yours!"

"I want to compete for Miss World and play the lead role in a big-budget movie," the female model said.

"Many people could help you achieve this wish, but you need to take action and let your guests see your value!" Prien had several strange-looking objects brought in, indicating that she could begin her efforts.

The female model used them all without hesitation!

"Oh shit! She's really going all out!!" Everyone was stunned.

"You, come here." The black celebrity turned up the remote control, pointed at the waitress next to him, and impatiently took out several thousand dollars and threw them at her face. The waitress hesitated for a moment, then came over and knelt down.

Seeing the scene turn chaotic, Violet ignored the calls from the guests around her and ran straight backstage to report the situation to the head of the sect.

In fact, even without her saying it, the Grand Master had already heard the audio from the scene through his earpiece.

"Alright. The time's ripe. Looks like they're having a good time." Zhang Ailun listened to the chaotic sounds coming from the other end of his headset, smiled coldly, took off his headset, and pulled out a Viktor rifle: "Let's go!!"

The Beggars' Sect members immediately boarded the Black Hawk helicopter. Madison's security team also boarded the transport vehicle.

Bocktu started the helicopter, carrying the Grand Master and Madison to the scene.