As evening approached, dozens of luxury cars gradually parked in the spacious parking lot in front of the upscale private club.
Old Bryan, holding Mike Donald's work badge, arrived smoothly outside the clubhouse.
If he wants to get into the club, he'll have to find another way.
Just then, his phone vibrated again in his pocket.
Old Bryan walked to a secluded corner, took out his phone, and answered the call.
"Mr. Mills, a waiter slipped out of the clubhouse through the side door on the right with an internal magnetic card."
Old Bryan's expression brightened, and he immediately hung up the phone, turning and running quickly to the right of the clubhouse.
At the entrance to the side door on the right, a curly-haired white man in a white waiter's uniform, with a blue magnetic card hanging from his breast pocket, was puffing away on a cigarette with a look of pure bliss.
Suddenly, a figure appeared behind him. Before he could react, he felt a sharp pain in his neck, and his eyes rolled back as he fainted.
Old Bryan caught his slumping body and reached out to pull out the blue magnetic card.
He glanced around warily, then quickly swiped his card on the electronic recognition device at the side door.
'drop!'
The side door opened automatically, and Old Bryan immediately dragged him inside.
Inside the toilet stall, Old Bryan changed into his white waiter uniform, locked the stall door, and climbed over the top of the stall.
He straightened his clothes and walked out calmly.
Soon, it was 8 PM, and the auction officially began.
The stage curtain slowly opened, revealing a semi-circular stage.
Welcome, distinguished guests! For this auction, we have prepared fifty stunning beauties from all over the world. Each of them possesses exceptional figure and appearance, and every single one of them is a pure and flawless virgin!
[Now, please welcome No. 1, a 20-year-old beauty from Hungary~~]
As the electronic announcement sounded, a single-person lift platform slowly descended from the sky.
A young blonde girl wearing a bikini stood on the platform.
Her skin was fair, and she had a hot figure, but her eyes were unfocused, and she seemed dazed...
He was clearly injected with some kind of psychotropic drug.
At this point, the wealthy and powerful individuals sitting in the secluded private rooms began to place their bids.
[VIP No. 1, bid: 50,000 euros!]
[VIP A8, bid: 100,000 Euros!]
[VIP number A5, bid: 150,000 euros!]
Are there any VIPs who have offered even higher prices?
[150,000 Euros per session!]
[150,000 Euros twice!]
[150,000 Euros 3 times!]
[Congratulations to guest A5 for successfully bidding on beauty No. 1!]
The auction proceeded very quickly, and soon it was the 25th.
As the platform descended again, a familiar figure appeared on the semi-circular stage.
[ Kim!] x 2
Hanging upside down in the corner of the ceiling, the cloaked Mechanical Spider excitedly rubbed its two slender forelegs together.
Old Bryan slipped away from the window and arrived at the door of VIP room A10.
He raised his hand and knocked on the door.
'Bang! Bang! Bang!'
"Who?"
"Waiter, bring the drinks."
"Wait."
The door opened, and a bodyguard in a black suit answered it.
Old Bryan looked up at the other man, then instantly moved close to him, his right hand sweeping across the bodyguard's throat.
"Uh... uh..."
The bodyguard's eyes widened instantly, and he strained to raise an alarm.
Old Bryan grabbed the bodyguard by the neck and shoved him into the room.
'Smack!'
The door was closed.
He knocked the bodyguard unconscious, pulled a pistol from his waist, and strode toward the VIP sitting with his back to the door.
VIP number A10 was a middle-aged man with an extraordinary air, wearing gold-rimmed glasses.
He crossed his legs, one hand resting on the armrest as he leisurely swirled his red wine, while the other hand casually rested on the armrest.
On the large screen inside the private room, Kim's eyes were glazed over as she shifted her poses, revealing her beautiful figure.
Suddenly, a cold gun barrel was pressed against the back of his head.
Old Bryan said in a deep voice, "Make an offer!"
VIP number A10 raised his hands, looking both shocked and angry, and asked, "Who are you? How did you get in? What do you want?!"
Old Bryan urged impatiently, "Make a bid! Win the girl!"
At that moment, an electronic announcement sounded.
[VIP A3, bid: 150,000 euros!]
Are there any VIPs who have offered even higher prices?
Old Bryan grabbed VIP A10 by the back of the collar and urged, "Hurry up and make a bid!"
"OK! OK!" VIP A10 could only reach out and press the price quotation button.
[VIP number A10, bid: 200,000 euros!]
Are there any VIPs who have offered even higher prices?
[VIP A3, bid: 250,000 euros!]
Are there any VIPs who have offered even higher prices?
Old Bryan: "Offer 500,000 euros now!"
VIP number A10 stared in astonishment, eyes wide. "Are you crazy?! She's not worth half a million euros at all?!"
"I said, offer five hundred thousand euros!" Old Bryan, his eyes red, moved the gun to the temple of VIP A10.
Feeling the cold touch of the gun barrel, VIP A10 quickly conceded, "OK! Five hundred thousand! Five hundred thousand!"
He had no choice but to obediently press the '500,000' button on the price quote device.
[VIP number A10, bid: 500,000 euros!]
[Five hundred thousand euros! That's the highest bid tonight. Are there any other VIPs willing to offer even more?!]
VIP number A10 helplessly spread his hands and said, "As usual, 300,000 euros is enough to buy her."
Old Bryan looked up at Kim on the big screen and said coldly, "She is priceless!"
VIP number A10 obediently raised his hand and said, "OK, whatever you like."
Just then, in the club's monitoring room, security personnel spotted Old Bryan entering VIP room A10 and immediately sounded the alarm.
"Someone has broken into room A10! Someone has broken into room A10!"
"Receive!"
The security personnel on floor A immediately drew their weapons and quickly surrounded VIP room A10.
Reynolds, who had been monitoring the security personnel's movements, was startled and quickly switched the corridor's surveillance footage to the large screen in VIP room A10.
Old Bryan's expression changed drastically when he saw the image on the screen. "Fuck!"
VIP number A10 panicked and hurriedly raised his hands. "It wasn't me! It has nothing to do with me!"
Old Bryan quickly surveyed the private room and strode to the window.
He raised his hand and knocked on the windowpane; the echo was crisp and loud.
Old Bryan grabbed the gun barrel with his backhand and slammed the butt of the gun against the glass.
'Snap! Snap!'
Glass shattered.
Old Bryan holstered his pistol, grabbed the window frame, and jumped up.
He ducked outside and quickly climbed down the protrusion along the wall.
At that moment, the Mechanical Spider quickly crawled up the wall to Old Bryan's side.
"Mr. Mills, something terrible has happened! Kim has been taken away. I'm going after him first. Please be very careful!"
Old Bryan watched in astonishment as the Mechanical Spider transformed into a drone and flew away.
"???!"
At this moment, the security guards on floor A had arrived at room A10. One of them kicked open the door, and the others quickly filed in.
"Put down your weapons and raise your hands!"
"Kneel on the ground..."
The A10 VIP slowly turned around, his face dark as he glared at the group of security guards who had barged in, and angrily cursed, "You bunch of useless trash!"
"Flake Remerton must give me an explanation for this!"
The security guards exchanged bewildered glances, and finally could only say in unison, "We apologize, Your Excellency!"
On the other side, under the night sky.
A drone was tracking an Aston Martin Lagonda Taraf, heading towards a port...