Overturned Tower

The elevator of the Beehive Nightclub is going down from the 30th floor.

The lights in the elevator are ambiguous pink, and fast-paced music plays with a sense of rhythm.

The prelude of the music is like a lover breathing softly into the ear. The lazy bubbling sounds and gasping sounds make your heart beat faster.

However, a tall and tall man with antlers wearing a high-collar windbreaker, with a cold face and visible dark circles under his eyes, stood among a group of people wearing masks that looked like they were crying or laughing.

If you ignore the noise and cheers of the group of people around you, the bad guy at this moment is like a sleep-deprived social animal squeezing the morning subway.

at this time.

Next to the inferior, a woman suddenly squeezed over.

She wears a crying face mask and has deer ears similar to those of the Inferior, but there are no antlers on her head.

"……Who are you?"

She was obviously confused by the unmasked bad guys.

But drunkenness - or the inferior's gorgeous, satin-like long golden hair, made her feel that such details were insignificant.

She drank half of the wine in the glass and then handed it to the inferior.

"You drink."

Her voice was soft and sweet, and the temperature of her breath was hot.

The golden wine is only as light as two fingers. There is a faint lip mark next to the cup.

The inferior one frowned, a little displeased. His head was slightly tilted away from the other party.

Because he could clearly smell the alcohol coming from the breath of the deer girl.

He was a teetotaler and hated drunkards. Very very annoying.

The lady was obviously a little drunk. She pushed her mask to one side and wanted to give the bad guy a kiss.

"Ma'am, please respect yourself."

The inferior warned in a low voice with an expressionless face.

His voice was low and slow, like ice that hadn't completely melted.

His left hand, wearing a black leather glove, was gently held in front of him. Two fingers stood upright in front of the drunk deer's lips, and his open left arm prevented the other party from getting closer to him... while his thumb and little finger were close to the other party's carotid artery.

"Why, this is good wine. Do you look down on me?"

The little deer girl said dissatisfiedly.

She said, staring blankly at the bad guy: "You... seem a bit familiar."

At this moment, the descending elevator suddenly stopped. The people in the elevator looked out subconsciously.

"Tsk."

The inferior smacked his lips.

This is far from the level Russell is at...but there's nothing we can do about it.

You might get into trouble if you stay any longer.

Let’s wait for the next one.

You have to prevent the other party from chasing after you, otherwise once a fight breaks out, this innocent person may be accidentally injured...

So, seeing what else she wanted to say... before the other party could continue to go crazy with alcohol, the bad guy took the glass of wine from her hand with his free right hand.

"I accept your kindness, thank you."

The inferior said so, but there was no hint of gratitude in his tone. Taking advantage of the other party's confusion, he left the elevator.

However, although the elevator stalled on this floor, no one came up from here.

The inferior calmly adjusted his collar with his left hand, and then put it behind his back. In his right hand, he was shaking the wine glass with only the bottom left, and walked slowly out like a waiter.

Although he could tell that it was indeed just an innocent girl who was simply drunk.

However, the vigilance that the bad person has developed since childhood prevents him from eating food and drinking water from unknown sources.

Whether you are drinking tea, drinking alcohol, taking medicine or eating, you must be with friends you can trust - at least the kind of friends who will not drug you.

It's a pity... there aren't many bad friends at this level.

"Come out, gentlemen."

The inferior looked towards the front of the corridor and said coldly: "I'm here. Are you satisfied?"

When the elevator door opened and he saw no one outside...he already understood that someone was waiting for him here.

But he has to come out.

Otherwise, in order to prevent him from quickly advancing to Russell's side, the people waiting here would definitely take more violent measures - such as cutting the elevator cable.

In order to ensure that the innocent people staying with him will not suffer, the bad guy can only leave the elevator when it stops in the middle.

When the ambiguous music faded away, a muffled voice sounded, as if it was talking with its head in an iron bucket.

"As expected, you will choose to use the elevator and go down from the top floor... you bad guy."

Look in the direction where the sound came from. That was a pretty skinny kid.

He was wearing an iron mask, standing directly opposite the inferior, with his hands tied behind his back.

The red light was ticking and flashing on the iron mask——

"Your behavior pattern is so easy to understand. It's like a child who saves the most delicious food for last."

Two rows of prosthetics holding electric batons stood quietly on both sides as if welcoming guests.

The inferior remained silent and put on a dark green monocle.

This tactical goggles can mark thermal energy and also identify everyone's identity.

Each of these sturdy bodyguards has a chip, and each of them has no records of human life or other crimes.

They were either employed, bribed, or deceived... In short, they were "shields" pushed out by people who were familiar with Happy Island's corporate laws.

When ordinary people with clean identities do not hold any lethal weapons - if the executive causes irreversible harm to them or directly kills them, then the executive himself will be held accountable for the crime of murder. Only when the other party has effectively threatened his life can he resist to the same extent.

All the bad guys can do is silently upload their identity information to Delphinium.

They will be flagged and monitored by Tianen Group's systems. But that's about it.

This is also the rule of Happy Island.

"Ordinary people" cannot be held accountable after the fact unless captured directly at the scene of the crime.

Even if it is known that the other party is related to any organization, he is not allowed to arrest, interrogate or search the memory.

Or to put it more clearly: if the execution department does not have a solid chain of evidence, it cannot cause trouble for "wage earners".

Because no one knows whether they will fall into this situation in the future; no one knows whether these people will become their colleagues in the future.

And these people in front of the inferior ones, in addition to holding electric batons...even the prosthetic bodies that can drop bombs and increase their strength have had their systems turned off. Except for the fact that the prosthetic body that makes them more resistant to beatings is still functioning, they look like stupid iron lumps.

However, this is the most dangerous.

If he were an ordinary executive, he would probably be in trouble today. Without the use of lethal means, he was cornered by nearly thirty strong men armed with electric shock weapons - this was an almost unsolvable situation.

But fortunately he is the inferior.

The inferior one breathed a sigh of relief.

He does have the ability to easily kill everyone present... It doesn't matter if it's ten times more, as long as he uses Delphinium's chip, he can even cause the entire building to collapse.

However, there are too many innocent people in this building. The inferior's psychic attacks have no ability to distinguish between friend and foe.

If the other party picks up even a pistol at this time and he has to fight back, ordinary people will inevitably be hit.

Paralysis, deafness, internal injuries, heart disease, invalidation of life-sustaining prostheses, paralysis of mechanical organs... and even death on the spot.

Even then he wouldn't be charged - and given his ability to do the job, he wouldn't even be suspended.

But the bad ones themselves will not forgive themselves.

The old opponent in front of him must have understood his own personality, behavior patterns and abilities before he acted like this.

"I knew it was you...veil of ignorance."

The inferior sighed and stood still.

As the most active member of the Special Execution Department, he even participated in every most dangerous arrest operation of the Execution Department, making "MVP" level contributions... As the "most loyal dog", the bad guys can be said to be in Xiacheng District. It's notorious. In every organization, there must be people who are captured or killed by the bad guys.

—Though the men confused him with a delphinium, he was actually a stag.

In the lower city, many, many people wanted to kill him. But the smarter big shots in Lower City know that just killing the bad guy will not bring any meaning. Because he is just a wage earner.

What they want is to destroy the symbol of the existence of "the inferior".

Rather than just letting him be sniped in a sewer.

The standard "color ratio" for executive parts is 1:2:7. Only 10% of the people are white who are absolutely clean and trustworthy, and 20% are black who have interests related to various forces in the lower city or other large and small companies in the upper city. They were either lurking in from the beginning, or they were fully bribed and ready to defect at any time.

The remaining 70% are the majority of people who are trying to keep themselves clean but unable to resist every temptation. Their color is between white and black, with varying concentrations of gray.

In most cases, they are trustworthy, but they are not impossible to buy if the price is high enough.

Among the ten percent, the bad ones are also the top "pure white".

His attitude towards most people, including his own board of directors, is not good. When given a fucking task, he will outright curse or even refuse to carry it out.

He also looks down on the stupid and short-sighted public, and hates so-called "heroes" so much that he calls them "the madness of fools." He called the people in Xiacheng District "low-end", full of criminals, cowards, and liars; he called the company's top executives "blood-sucking leeches" and "emotionless exploiters."

Because whenever he opens his mouth, he will always curse.

The execution department is the organization that the bad guys rated the most, and he evaluated it as "although there is smelly water and garbage everywhere, there are still some people who really want to do things." That's why he helps the execution department perform the most dangerous tasks to protect their safety.

Therefore, although his achievements in fighting crime surpass everyone on this empty island, only a handful of people are willing to call him a hero... and those who believe in him will also be mercilessly treated by the bad guys. scold.

Almost everyone wants to stay away from him, many respect him and just as many hate him.

The entire Happy Island is full of people who are afraid of him...Many people think that the bad guy himself is the one who is crazy.

The bad guys themselves know these remarks. He knows it all.

But he didn't bother to reason with it. Because theory is meaningless.

However, everyone agrees on one thing - the bad guys can't be bribed.

Because of this, completely knocking this target down will have special significance.