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Tazito was sure his men had infiltrated spies for the police.After Dino was arrested, Benito was also brought into the situation.They released Benito in a few days, but it was too late, when a well-known thug in the organization, Gaspare, said he would act as leader in his place.There are still people following him.Now the organization is divided into two factions, conflicts continue, and several people have died.

After listening to Benito's complaints, Tazito leaned forward, looked straight into his eyes, tilted his head and asked him, "Then what are you waiting for?"

Any gangster will understand when he hears this sentence.Benito didn't dare to look directly into Tazito's eyes, he lowered his eyes and said hesitantly: "But Gaspare has been with us for many years, I'm afraid that his subordinates will not accept it."

Tazito: "Get rid of him, otherwise more people will imitate him. You have to let everyone understand the price of betrayal."

Benito clenched his fist, his eyes became cold, and he said yes.

After Benito quit the call, Tazito sat in the office with a gloomy face, tapping the table with his fingertips lightly.The organization he brought to prosperity is facing disintegration, which will gradually get out of hand the longer he is away.It's not his style to float on the edge of the galaxy and watch.

He had the idea of ​​returning to Rhea.But there is still a little worry.So many days have passed, and Mr. 11's death has not been confirmed yet.Esgarda said he is still giving campaign speeches across Rhea.Of course, these speeches are generally pre-recorded, and then projected in the lecture hall in the form of holographic images.In addition, Mr. 11 himself did not appear in the live event.

Tazito wondered if those above were trying to survive the campaign season on tapes of speeches.Only the video is available, because they dare not create another Mr. 11, which needs to inform the mastermind of 11's death.They are afraid of the mastermind's punishment for humans.Everyone is afraid.

Anyway, just in case... Tazito nervously turned the ring on his index finger.

In the evening, Ivano suggested that Tazito and his men go out and have some fun.

Tazito glanced at him suspiciously, then turned to look at himself reflected in the glass cabinet: "Does my face smell so bad?"

Ivano smiled measuredly: "I just think you should relax occasionally."

Tazito remembered how recently when he entered a room, everyone would stop talking and pretend to be busy, avoiding eye contact with him.He sighed: "Let's go."

The security situation of Magic Eye Star is not as dire as rumored.In the years since the riots passed, here has formed its own set of order and rules.People lived largely without aggression against each other.

This planet is far away from the sun, and it is always cold outdoors all year round.It is not bright during the day, but many stars can be seen at night.The lights of taverns and clubs competed to flicker, attracting waves of villains to sell gold.From time to time, there were a few gunshots or fighting sounds on the street, and people were not surprised.

When Tazito got out of the car, he was surprised that there was also a high-end club here, and the style was much more obscene than that of Rhea—he thought so while looking at the nude girls in various seductive poses in the glass cage in the sky.

After entering the club, the scene inside is even more naked.A pair of girls on the stage were using some props to perform a sex performance. They moaned exaggeratedly and smiled flatteringly at the audience.All the waiters - some of them teenage girls - are beautiful and scantily clad.She has done enough tricks to cover up the only little thing on her body, expecting to be spotted by customers and called for service.

Rich thugs live their lives here, and soft drugs, booze and sex stimulants are on the table enough to make you forget all your troubles.There are people working as waiters in the middle of the road like animals, and the people next to them are commonplace, as if they don't exist.

Tazito put his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker with a cold expression, walked through the crowd without looking sideways, and came upstairs to the private room belonging to the most senior members.The sliding door opened, gorgeous special effects and extravagant flower petals came.When he saw the little blond-haired and green-eyed dancing girl in the private room, he finally showed an expression of appreciation.

They sat around with a bunch of pretty chicks drinking and flirting and flirting.The guests here are rough, and the women dance wildly.The blond-haired, green-eyed goblin could clearly see who was the boss, and kept teasing Tazito with his eyes.Tazito liked this very much. He drank his wine calmly and kept his eyes on her.

When she rode on Tazito's lap with her plump buttocks, the subordinates all quietly left the box with their girls.Tazito glanced at Ivano who was walking to the door, and briefly met his gaze.Even the boss's taste in picking up girls is well grasped, this is simply a think tank and housekeeper.

Tazito looked up at the little dancer who was boldly seducing him, put his hands on her petite waist, turned over suddenly and pushed her down on the sofa.

"You are really in a hurry." The little dancer smiled coquettishly, her index finger traced lightly on his neck, and undid his first shirt button.Tazito asked her with a seductive tone that would make any girl shudder: "Red cherry or bluetongue?"

His breath was on the lips of the chick, and he spoke softly of two aphrodisiac spirits.The little dancing girl smiled at him, unbuttoned the second button, and said, "I want... godfather."

This naked invitation ignited the fire of desire in the eyes of the "Godfather".He raised his hand and snapped his fingers, a menu popped up in the air, and he ordered a cup of Godfather.Before the wine came, the two kissed together.

A few seconds later, the sliding door opened and closed automatically, and someone came in.The lips of the two separated with great difficulty, and Tazito glanced at it. There was no wine on the table, and the waiter who delivered the wine was still standing obliquely behind him.He said impatiently: "Put the wine on the table."

He still didn't get a response and turned his head inexplicably.

Then his face turned pale, his eyes widened with horror, accompanied by a look of disgust.If there is a camera to record his expression changes in just 0.5 seconds, it must be very exciting and can be selected as a classic case of micro-expression.

He sees people who should never be here, and for a moment he refuses to believe it.When he stood there in a daze, the man stepped forward, grabbed him by the collar and lifted him from the sofa, staring at him with an angry face.Tazito was lifted almost with his feet off the ground, and he did not resist with his hands hanging down.

Emanating from the man was undisguised anger, making one suspect that Tazito would be burned by such sharp anger.Even the air becomes scalding hot.

"Shouldn't you be dead..." Tazito looked at Mr. 11 in front of him, his face still pale.He suddenly realized that he was afraid of him.This is a high-tech, unkillable monster.He's forever crawling out of Hell's entrance, catching him over and over again, doing him damage.

Tazito subconsciously pressed his thumb to his ring.His hands trembled a little, hesitating.

This question undoubtedly added fuel to the fire. Mr. 11's eyes reflect a cold light, and those who have killed people know exactly what this look represents.He suddenly pushed Tazito down on the couch, grabbed his hair and forced him to look up.Death was so close, Tazito's pupils constricted, he pressed the button on the ring hard...and was kissed forcibly.

Tazito's eyes widened in surprise.He struggled a bit, and his jaw was immediately pinched roughly.He felt the inhuman strength, the hand could easily crush his bones or dislocate him.He obediently did not move.

The air was filled with an untimely fragrance, full of love and lust.This forced kiss was suffocatingly long, without the slightest lingering, purely swearing ownership.It was so long that Tazito couldn't bear it anymore, and pushed his face away forcefully, even pulling a silver thread between their lips.He avoided his face and gasped for breath. No one noticed that the little dancing girl had slipped away quietly—this kind of incident of breaking into a private room and killing people was not uncommon, and they had to protect themselves.

Tazito glanced at the door and stroked his ring.Before he could wait for the person he summoned, Mr. 11 twisted his arm, dragged the tall man into the bathroom effortlessly, and threw him roughly to the floor.

"Wash it clean," he said.

Tazito was thrown so badly that he wanted to swear, so he sat up from the ground reluctantly: "What's wrong with you..."

Mr. 11 stepped on his chest and knocked him to the ground.The movements are graceful yet brutal.He grabbed the shower head, and the warm water was sensed, gushing out and spraying Tazito's chest.Soaked his white shirt into translucency.

Mr. 11 looked down at him expressionlessly, and said in his disgustingly melodious voice: "Wash clean the place touched by the woman."