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late at night.

Messe city center.

A party was being held on the roof of a high-rise building.

More than 20 sexy and glamorous girls in bikinis were sitting by the rooftop pool, drinking, talking and laughing, or playing in the pool.

Just the laughter of the girls is enough to make men imagine.

If they witness this situation, not many men can control it.

Several dandies gathered in the circular sofa booth on one side of the swimming pool, including Igor, accompanied by the bikini girl.

"Igor, I have summoned all the best girls in the company here, why are you still unhappy?"

A young man asked Igor with a smile.

The young man's name is Marokov. His family controls the third largest telecommunications company in country E. He engages in real estate and also established an entertainment media company.

Sign female artists and models for him and his friends to enjoy.

Igor gritted his teeth without saying a word, picked up the wine glass, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Went to the Kremlin Palace for a cocktail party and encountered something unpleasant?" Marokov continued to ask Igor tentatively.

Snapped!

Igor dropped the wine glass on the ground.

The girls in bikinis who were talking, laughing and playing inside and outside the swimming pool subconsciously shut up and looked at Igor with fear.

I'm afraid that some dudes will be in a bad mood and take it out on them.

"What happened?"

Marokov frowned and stared at Igor.

"At the banquet in the Kremlin Palace, there was a Chinese boy who made me look stupid in front of everyone." Igor showed his hatred.

However, the person he hates is deeply valued by Pusin and is Valeria's lover. No matter how much he hates the other person, there is nothing he can do.

"Chinese boy?"

The dude was surprised.

"Damn it, kill him!"

Another dandy showed his evil side.

"What kind of Chinese boy is so arrogant?"

Marokov was much calmer than his two noisy companions, and waited patiently for Igor to tell the truth.

"Let them leave."

Igor looked around at the bikini girls in the booth.

Marokov waved his hand.

Six sexy girls in bikinis quickly got up and left the booth.

"Help me find a few reliable killers and kill that Chinese guy without anyone noticing." Igor looked at his three good friends and decided to drag his three friends with good family backgrounds into the water.

Many people are powerful.

If something goes wrong, four people can share the consequences.

Moreover, no matter how strong Valeria is, she most likely will not make enemies of the family behind them for the sake of a man.

"Row!"

"no problem!"

The two agreed without hesitation.

Marokov hesitated slightly and said, "Igor, can you tell us who the Chinese boy you are talking about is?"

"Marokov, I regard you as a friend. I never hesitate when you need my help, and now you..."

Igor pretended to be angry and stood up to leave.

"Igor!"

Marokov hurriedly grabbed Igor and said: "We are brothers, your business is of course my business. I want to understand each other to prevent accidents."

"As long as we are secretive and cautious enough, there will be no accidents." Igor expressed confidence.

The two dudes nodded.

Marokov, who was relatively calm, didn't ask any more questions, thinking: Chinese people don't need to be afraid even if they are invited to attend the banquet of the Kremlin palace.

The four of them clinked glasses.

boom!

The sudden gunshots frightened the sexy girls in bikinis, who screamed and held their heads.

The four people who were drinking looked at each other in shock and saw more than a dozen menacing bald men in black walking over.

"leave here!"

The bald man in the lead shouted at the girls, who were so beautiful that they turned pale.

As if they had been granted amnesty, the girls fled in a hurry without even bothering to pick up the clothes or bathrobes scattered on the lounge chairs.

"You are so brave!"

Marokov stood up and glared at the bald men.

A bald man aimed a gun at Marokov.

"Your fat pig-like father must behave in front of me. If you yell again, I'll kill you." The leading man glanced at Marokov, full of domineering.

Marokov's expression suddenly changed, and he was obviously frightened.

"My uncle is Derpasco..."

Igor stood up and announced his uncle's name. The other two dudes also stood up, timid and confused.

"It was you I was looking for."

The bald man in the lead stared at Igor coldly.

"Find me?"

Igor was surprised.

Two strong men in black quickly stepped forward and grabbed Igor, dragging him out of the booth and to the edge of the roof.

"What are you doing?!"

Igor yelled.

The three dandies stuck in the circular booth were frightened and at a loss.

"My master Valeria, let me tell you that anyone who offends the man she loves deeply must be punished."

The three dandies in the booth suddenly realized.

"Igor...you...you Tema tricked us!" Marokov glared at Igor, full of anger.

When death was imminent, Igor ignored Marokov and begged the bald man while struggling, "Don't kill me..."

"Throw it down!"

The bald man waved his hands coldly.

Two strong men in black lifted Igor up, held him outside the guardrail, and then let go.

"what……"

The shrill and long screams spread far away.

The three dudes who watched Igor fall from the building were horrified.

The building is thirty-eight stories high and is the top apartment developed by Marokov.

The entire top floor and the rooftop garden belong to Marokov.

This is also the place where Marokov and his friends party and hang out. If a person falls from such a height, his body will be broken into pieces, and he will definitely die.

Pong!

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground stimulated the three dandies, their faces turned earth-colored.

"How did he die?"

The leading bald man turned to ask the three of them.

"He...he drank too much and stumbled...stumbled and fell down the building." Marokov tremblingly answered the bald man.

The other two dudes hurriedly nodded in agreement, extremely frightened.

The bald man smiled and left with more than a dozen of his men.

The three dudes breathed a sigh of relief.