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Things go back to three hours ago.

This day is the centenary celebration of the largest real estate supplier in Rhea, "Fumeni".In the evening they held a grand banquet and invited a large number of celebrities, rich people and high-ranking officials.

Fang Mei Ni secretly supported several politicians, among them was someone Tazito wanted to make friends with, so he naturally accepted the invitation.After all, it is impossible to handle such a large-scale arms smuggling these days without the support of several high-ranking officials.And Tazito deeply believes in a maxim—all "human beings" can be bought with money, the problem is just to figure out the price tag.

Tazito made friends with the congressman as he wished at the banquet.At that time, they were talking happily.Then the lights in the hall dimmed, and the stage slowly descended from the center, which was an inter-dinner performance used by the organizer to add to the fun.On the stage stands a beautiful girl holding a guitar.The girl sang a folk song, which was so pure that it moved people's hearts.Tazito rested his chin and looked at her with interest.When she stepped off the stage, he greeted everyone around him, and everyone understood him—she was so beautiful after all.He took a glass of wine casually and walked over to her.

At the time he thought it was an ordinary affair, but realized later that it was a fucking disaster.

Tazito was entertaining the girl with his awesome smile - her name was Monica.What he said made Monica giggle.Her eyes were shining brightly on Tazito.He may be funny and rich, but what makes him irresistible at that moment is that he exudes an alluring breath that is as dangerous as poison.

Tazito wore a sober black dress that day.Under the open dress, the waistcoat with a low opening tucks in the waist just right, and the shirt made of thin material outlines the outline of the chest muscles. Not every rich person has time to keep fit, and not everyone Rich enough to go to other planets to bask in the sun on a regular basis and keep your complexion that charming honey color.Plastic surgery is easy these days, but a thin-waisted and broad-shouldered figure still fascinates all beings, representing sex and charm.

The distance between them shortened a little more, breaking the safe distance of strangers.If nothing else happens, he will be able to sleep with this girl tonight.

Tazito was working on his affair with relish, and the hall lit up again.Someone knocked on the wine glass, making the whole banquet quiet.The enthusiastic hostess introduced that they had the honor to invite a distinguished guest tonight, and now they want to ask him to say a few words.

The "honored guest" came on stage, and Tazito recognized him.It was 11 and everyone here knew him.He has no name, only a number, and is the undecided master of this planet.That's TBD, because right now he's competing for the spot with another species like him, 7.

From appearance to clothing, Mr. 11 looks like an annoying successful politician. He is handsome and ambitious, as if every breath he breathed since he was a child comes from the elite.With just the right seriousness, he talked about his political ideals with everyone.

Tazito wasn't interested in him, but what bored him even more was the fact that the chick beside him was listening intently, staring intently at the orator on stage.

To say what makes Mr. 11 stand out, first of all, he has to admit that he looks very sincere.Although politicians are good at disguising, his eyes are clear and upright, and he is concerned about the country and the people, as if pretending to be sympathetic to the whole world.Of course this didn't convince Tazito, he was convinced that no naive guy could get involved in politics, the kind of guy who was sent back to his hometown at the first election and what to do.

There is another point that Tazito can recognize, that is, the charm of Mr. 11 is exactly the rare commodity of politicians-a calm and reliable temperament.His rival, Mr. 7, is much worse at this point, looking flirtatious and sharp.

He explained these analyzes to Monica in an interesting way, successfully drawing the girl's attention back. After Mr. 11's speech, people started to move again, which Tazito could not have wished for.He invited Monica out for a walk, and she readily agreed.

At this moment, Tazito was thinking about which corner is suitable for kissing and touching his chest. He drank some wine and was in a good mood, completely unaware that he was getting closer and closer to the doom that would destroy his life.

Tazito was obtained in the open-air rose garden on the top floor.He was very excited and hugged his girl: "Honey, you are unbelievably beautiful," he said sweetly, "I have to take you to a more dangerous place."

He grabbed the girl's hand and ran downstairs, and Monica laughed behind him: "Is there anything more dangerous than being with you?"

They ran down two floors, and Tazito deliberately led her to hide and hide, with a look of danger.The girl was so amused that she was taken to a room by Tazito as she wished.

"Where is this?" Monica asked him.

Tazito smiled charmingly at her.Needless to ask, this is of course his room.He replaced the answer with a passionate kiss, and at the same time took out his room card and swiped open the door.When they entered the door, they hugged tightly and kissed darkly.Until... Tazito accidentally opened his eyes and saw someone in the room.

He froze all of a sudden, and Monica looked up and asked, "What's wrong?"

Tazito held her head firmly: "Don't move."

He glared at the two people in the room, and those two people stopped a long time ago, silently looking at the uninvited guest who broke through the murder scene.There was another person on the ground, already dead.He knew the names of those two people. The young one was the Mr. 11 that he had just mentioned on stage, and the old and fat one was Fang Mei Ni's big boss.The dead man was facing the wall, out of sight. When Mr. 11 was not standing on the podium, he took off his compassionate coat, looking gloomy, sophisticated, and as cold and hard as iron.

Tazito, always alert to danger, knew at a glance that he was in big trouble.His expression also showed that he realized this.He didn't have time to think about why there were people in the room, all the brain cells were searching for a solution quickly.

One of his hands was on Monica's head: "Don't look back." The other hand reached behind him for the button to open the door.

Mr. 11 stood up and Tazito saw that he had a gun in his hand.He glanced back quickly, pushed open the door, and dragged Monica all the way.He didn't care how frightened the little girl was, and tore a button from under her tie.There are hidden organs in there.At a banquet where guns are not allowed, he always needs something to protect himself, just to prevent such emergencies.Bodyguards are following him so far for his goddamn fun, they might need another 1 minute to spot him.

1 minute, he needs to fight for this 1 minute...

He sprinted towards the elevator, and the thing stopped right on his floor.Damn, he could hear them coming after them, they had guns!

It's near, it's near!He rushed to the elevator, and the door opened automatically.He dragged Monica in nimbly and pressed the door close button desperately.The elevator runs on magnets and connects directly to the Airbus, and as long as he can keep that bastard out, it's his victory.The glass sliding door closed slowly, as if it had been closed for a century.Through the crack of the door, he stared viciously at Mr. 11 who was walking towards him.Stripping away the disguise of a serious businessman, Tazito reveals the core of a desperado.Sharp, murderous, and will do anything to stay alive.

The door finally closes, leaving Mr. Eleven a few meters away from them.Through the transparent glass, Tazito showed a provocative smile to Mr. Eleven.He won.

Mr. 11's face was calm, and his pace didn't slow down a bit, as if everything was under control.The elevator sank and Mr. 11 raised his gun.That's useless, Tazito thought, the elevator's glass could take two hits from a door-ram, which is child's play for a pistol of this size.However, Mr. 11 did not shoot at the door.As the elevator descended, Tazito saw Mr. 11 fire a shot to the right.

Their elevator stopped suddenly, and the two people inside were so shaken that they nearly fell over.Monica screamed.The lift was half stuck in the ground.Tazito realized that Mr. 11 had smashed the emergency button of the elevator.The elevator stopped running immediately and opened the door automatically.

"Hold……"

He cursed, pressed the door close button desperately, and kicked the damned, non-functioning control panel viciously.

"Come out." He heard the man's voice above his head.That voice is full of wine-like penetrating power, and will grab people's attention immediately.It may be that when they created him, they specially set it according to human aesthetics.

Tazito stopped his unnecessary struggle and looked up. Mr. 11 was standing not far away, looking down at them coldly.Tazito's hand tightened subconsciously, and the button was hidden in the palm of his hand.He thought for a moment, then put on a face of "I will cooperate", climbed out from the half door exposed to the ground, turned around and pulled Monica out.He pulled her to Mr. 11, and said in a sincere tone: "Mr. 11, she didn't see anything, you have to let her go..." He held Mr. 11's hand, with touching sincerity in his eyes , "I will cooperate with any request you have."

Mr. 11's hand trembled, and he looked down at the back of his hand, where a thin needle had pierced a hole.He noticed Tazito's lapel button hidden in the palm of his hand, and a poisonous needle popped out from it.The tip of the needle is coated with a potent neurotoxin that can be fatal upon contact with blood.

Tazito finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he had been tricked.It is obviously not the first time he has used this poisonous needle, and he fully understands its effects.

He even smiled, looking straight into the other's eyes: "Go to hell." He put the buttons back in place, straightened his dress, and turned around gracefully.

"I thought you knew that I'm not a weak human being like you." When a low and magnetic voice sounded behind him, Tazito's back froze.

"Will you cooperate with any request?"

These were the last words Tazito heard before losing consciousness.The back of his neck was hit hard, his eyes went dark, and he fell into endless darkness.