In order to prepare for today's dinner, the Ralph Hotel not only used the greatest security force to maintain order today.

It also gave the banquet host the greatest courtesy, and even asked them to set up and arrange the area above the eighth floor of the hotel one month in advance, so that it could be called a large-scale renovation.

This is certainly because the wealth of the man who was called Mr. St. Garven was also the reason why the owner behind the Ralph Hotel was acquiesced.

Otherwise, if you can stand in Paris for so many years, the Ralph Hotel will not have some background that cannot be underestimated?

Of course, he is competent to serve as the manager of the Ralph Hotel, and he probably knows the uses of those renovations, and who are above the eighth floor, and what they do.

However, he has seen too much darkness and gray in the hotel, and he only hides these things in his mind. After all, the euro is important when he has nothing to get.

Mr. Saint Garven has always been generous, so even if they need to second the hotel's security surveillance, the hotel did not refuse.

Just as the underground garage was driven into the vehicle, the hotel security personnel saw a screen flashing suddenly by the monitor, and then returned to peace.

"Is it the reason for the old route again? It seems that the route will be re-layed next time..."

The security guard muttered, then looked at the sixth floor area where the sound was singing, staring at the various female stars who had only appeared in TV movies in the past, showing a bit of coveting expression, and his left hand couldn't help but go down to his waist...

...

Walking at the banquet on the eighth floor, Bond occasionally made fun of the celebrities around him. In order to play this role, he had already entered the upper class of European society three months in advance. Because of the practicality of this identity, he probably would continue to play for a long time in the future.

Therefore, he would do everything he would do because of his identity and status, such as teasing the third daughter of a certain country in front of him, a famous socialite.

If it were normal, Bond would not mind showing his male charm and communicated with this blonde and blue-eyed beauty for a night, but since the target left his surveillance, an inexplicable danger began to spread in his heart.

As the only super agent in Europe with a mission completion rate of up to 90%, this extraordinary feeling has saved him more than once. This is the instinct obtained by countless hardships on the edge of life and death!

Resisting the desire to rush out, Bond held the blonde beauty's waist in one hand, and his hands slowly slid down. The heat in his palm rippled into the lower body of the blonde beauty. This boldness seemed to catch the woman off guard, and then his eyes quickly covered with a layer of spring.

She bit her red lips lightly, her eyes turned and her body slipped away like a swimming fish, signaling Bond to follow, while Bond followed her with a smile in just a few steps.

Even if someone sees it, it is normal for men and women to have a friendly match at such a banquet. Not to mention unmarried men and women, even those who get married will not look at each other...

And just as Bond left the banquet hall, his cynical temperament disappeared, and a powerful aura that belonged to a truly tenacious warrior permeated him.

It was not until this time that he realized that the outside contact had not appeared for a long time. He gently tapped the ears, but no sound came out.

“Sizi…”

The electric current sound passed by, and he understood that someone had used the signal shielding device!

‘Damn it, almost 10% of the celebrities and nobles in Europe are gathered here. If something happens, the whole world will be earthquakes!’

Bond couldn't help but sigh in disgrace at this time, and a simple intelligence spy mission suddenly became the most dangerous unknown type!

With a breath of alcohol, Bond looked at the blonde beauty who had entered a room and turned around without hesitation toward the surveillance room on the eighth floor!

...

The man known as Saint Garvan narrowed his eyes and looked at the big figures participating in the auction. These small groups of people who were truly at the top of the world could even determine more than 80% of the world's affairs.

Even though he has a tiger skin, he can only look up at them for the time being.

'But soon, soon... I will be one of them too...'

A desire to burn everything ignites in the middle-aged man's eyes, and then it is replaced by unfathomable calm.

The gloomy man came forward and whispered.

"Their people are in place..."

He nodded slightly and saw that the auction was about to end. The rare blood type and the rare bone marrow equipment were also inevitable. Of course, it was inevitable that the virgin virgin was treated as the finale and was given to the auction!

No one expected that this auction would have basically ended before the banquet began, and what began afterwards was just a real ordinary banquet.

It is this time difference and the strange place of the convening that made his auction so powerful, but he had never been caught.

Because no one knows the time and location of the auction, this method is exactly what he is most proud of!

Seeing that the song ended and the people dispersed, Sheng Jiawen raised his wine glass and tapped it gently.

"I wish you all a happy time and get what you want...I promise to be even bigger and richer at the next auction!"

The VIPs, who were blocked by the curtains, did not reply, but responded with the sound of knocking on the wine glass, and soon the ninth floor was empty...

At this time, in the elevator of the Ralph Hotel, three teams of eighteen fully armed personnel were taking the elevator toward the eighth floor!

...

Outside the Ralph Hotel, Zhao Wuyou looked at the magnificent building in front of him with a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

Then he knocked on the headset.

"John, look closely at the people who went out of the underground garage. There are ones that count and don't let go. If you guess correctly, none of the people who went out at this time are clean. Leave a mark and kill them all!"

John Walker, who was monitoring the situation in another building, leaned against a sniper rifle, without any response, but the murderous intent in his eyes had already explained everything.

Then Zhao Wuyou asked in a low voice.

"Are these things strong enough?"

Cold words came.

"I never doubt the company's production!"

Zhao Wuyou chuckled.

"Ha, I hope the quality is guaranteed, otherwise..."

He didn't continue to say it, but it seemed as if there was a bottomless chill hidden.

Just now!

A rapid gunshot came out!

"Bang!"

I saw countless screams of exclamations coming from the street, and a blood-flowing corpse had already landed heavily on the road not far away.

"Bang!"

The flesh and blood clotted into a ball, and the scarlet red spread out.

Almost instantly, the crowds that had gathered together were blown up. The media that had not yet dispersed began to swarm like flies. The flashing camera seemed to want to judge from various details which celebrity died here.
Chapter completed!