Chapter 379
Keep moving forward, there were a bunch of women up ahead, just like the guys.
Mysteries kept swirling in my head, 'What kind of organization is this? No wonder even the Crimson Lotus Society steers clear of them. They've got some serious power.'
"Hurry up!" Dylan kicked me in the waist, almost breaking it.
Rage surged within me. I thought, 'I will definitely kill you if I get the chance.'
I quickly got up and sped up my pace. I arrived at a lavish hall, which turned out to be a casino.
Various high-end individuals were mingling with beautiful women inside. It looked like a high-society gathering at the Crystal Cove Club.
Compared to the brutality outside, it felt like entering a new world. I guessed, 'Could this be a gambling ship?'
Many wealthy people liked to set up casinos on international waters.
There were all kinds of people inside. I carefully observed everything around me, silently noting it all.
Soon, Dylan brought me to a private room where a middle-aged man in a suit, with a flower in his lapel, was sitting. He held a cigar in his hand, looking very gentlemanly.
"Boss, he has been brought," Dylan said, bowing respectfully to the man.
Lincoln glanced at me. "So you're the one who put a bounty on my men?"
I said, "What do you want?"
"That's a question I should be asking you." He snapped his fingers, and a seductive woman walked over, knelt in front of him, and took out a file to trim his nails.
"Ruining my deal, do you know how much I've lost?" Lincoln slowly exhaled a puff of smoke. "Tell me, how should I deal with you?"
His voice wasn't loud, but it sent chills down my spine. Lincoln was truly ruthless, and trying to threaten him would only backfire.
My mind raced, and then I said, "I can compensate for your losses!"
Lincoln looked at me with interest. "Indeed, anyone who can put up that much money for a bounty must be wealthy. Hand over all your money, and maybe I'll spare your life."
'Spare my life?' I sneered inwardly. 'Even if I handed over the money, I'd still be dead.'
I said, "I don't have much wealth, only a few million dollars, and my phone isn't with me, so I can't transfer the money."
"Then you must have family. Call them and have them pay the ransom."
Dylan took out a satellite phone. "Make the call!"
I thought, 'Who should I call? Calling my family would only cause panic, and since we're at sea, transferring money wouldn't help. My situation wouldn't change. What should I do?'
I was extremely anxious.
"Do you want to live? Make the call!" A slap landed on my face, making me dizzy.
I said to myself, 'Bastard, don't ever fall into my hands, or I will kill you!
"Boss, she is here." The door opened, and two men dragged Cassandra inside, throwing her to the ground like garbage.
Cassandra was weak but exclaimed with joy when she saw me. "John!"
"Cassandra, right?" Lincoln stood up, looking down at her. "The sole heir of the Moxford Crimson Lotus Society."
Cassandra raised her head, glaring at him fiercely, "I'd rather die than make a call."
"Quite stubborn." Lincoln squatted down, took the cigarette butt, and pressed it onto her hand.
Cassandra's face was full of pain, the smell of burning flesh wafting through the air, but she didn't make a sound. Her willpower was truly strong.
"The warrior spirit of the Crystal Nation is truly terrifying." Lincoln stood up, looking at both of us. "But once a person has connections, they have weaknesses. Tell me, wouldn't it be interesting if I had a few men rape you in front of him?"
Cassandra's eyes flashed with panic.
I thought, 'How despicable. The best way to destroy a person is to break their spirit. Breaking them from the inside out is the most lethal. But what can we do now?'
I took a deep breath. "You can't touch me, and you can't touch her! Otherwise, you will all die!"
Lincoln's face changed slightly. He sat back down, placing his feet on the seductive woman, who then took off his shoes and started gently biting them in front of everyone.
Lincoln's face showed a look of pleasure. "Why?"
I asked, "Do you know why I came to the Crystal Nation?"
"No idea."
"You dare kidnap me without knowing? I admire your courage."
"Do you know what it means to anger me?" Lincoln said calmly, "It's not just death. I will cut your flesh piece by piece and use it to fish for tuna!"
I felt scared, but I couldn't show it now. "I don't care about death."
Lincoln's face finally showed a different expression. "What exactly do you do?"
"Are you scared?" I sneered, "You'd better kill me now. In at most two days, this ship will be forever silent in the deep sea."
"You're bluffing." Lincoln laughed. "People from Simbara like to do that."
"No, I don't need to bluff with you. I'm just advising you. If something happens to me, everyone on this ship will die with me!"
The fact that he was willing to listen to me meant he was already cautious. Otherwise, he wouldn't have said so much, trying to get me to reveal the truth.
Lincoln still had a mocking look on his face, but his eyes were no longer disdainful.
I continued, "Do you know who the girl you kidnapped is? Do you know why I spent so much to find her? You should know that after she disappeared, the Moxford police were searching for her. If you hadn't hidden well, you would have been shot dead long ago."
His smile disappeared. "What exactly are you trying to say?"
"I'm saying you're stupid. You acted without knowing the truth. I really don't know who gave you the courage."
I sat on the ground, and Dylan raised his hand to hit me.
"Stop!" Lincoln squinted his eyes, and Dylan, confused, said, "Boss, don't listen to this guy's nonsense."
Lincoln frowned, and Dylan quickly stepped back in fear. "Who exactly are you?"
I was delighted, knowing he had taken the bait. I calmly said, "Unlock my chains."
"How dare you bargain with me?"
"I advise you not to talk to me like that. Otherwise, when the cannons fire, you'll be in danger."
The more arrogant I acted, the more suspicious he became. So I had to act calm and unafraid of death.
Lincoln kicked the woman away. She fell but quickly crawled back to help him put on his socks.
"You're just bluffing." Lincoln pulled out a gun.
Lincoln pointed the gun at me. If he pulled the trigger, my head would explode. I felt extremely nervous.
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