Alien Executioner

Chapter 185 Otilia's Gluttony (Part )

"Don't worry." Otilia saw his worry, "Tan'anya has to pay back debts, not to mention the An family."

Maklov shook his head. "It's because of the An family that I'm worried. I can't trust both families at the same time."

"So what do you think is best?"

"At least we have to make sure those two new citizens die." Makarov thought for a moment, leaned over to pick up the nylon bag under the table, and handed it to her, "Do you know this?"

He casually tried to guess that perhaps the woman's real purpose was the Black Book, and the executive officer's action might just be a cover.

Otilia just glanced at it, she looked down upon a wrinkled bag, and nodded.

"A bag. Are you testing my Mandarin?"

"This bag might contain something you want."

"I don't understand. Please explain it more clearly."

"It's alright. I promise you, Princess, you have successfully turned me against you."

Maklov's expression suddenly changed. He laughed and casually threw the bag back under the desk. He turned around and poured himself a third glass of wine. He raised the glass very heroically, and Ottilia responded by clinking glasses.

She was not surprised that the man agreed, as he was very sure before he came.

"Today is my lucky day, if I can succeed."

Maklov finished the whiskey in one gulp and glanced at the time. There were still a few minutes until 24:.

He subconsciously stiffened his body, and Ottilia realized that this was a sign of nervousness, so she turned on her cell phone and found that the other party was almost there, with only two minutes left.

She stood up and prepared to leave. It would be very troublesome if she was caught by those alien species at this time.

"Don't go ahead, there is a secret passage."

When Otilia opened the office door, Maklov immediately called her, turned around and pulled open the huge painting on the wall against the sofa.

Ottilia looked up and stared silently. Behind the painting was actually... a ventilation duct?

Maklov turned the sofa upside down and stood on it so that he could just reach the room. He made an elegant "please" gesture like a gentleman, but looked as funny as a clown.

"Hurry up, don't hesitate." Seeing that the princess was unmoved, he urged anxiously, "They are always on time!"

"Where does it lead?"

"Men's restroom, would Her Royal Highness mind this?"

Ottilia climbed up the ventilation duct anyway, skillfully and nimbly like a cat, as if this was not the first time she had done this.

When she turned around, Maklov had closed the entrance to the ventilation duct again.

Maklov covered the entrance with the painting again, turned around and sat back on the sofa, and let out a long breath, not knowing whether he felt helpless or relieved.

He poured himself another glass of wine and got himself drunk, his eyes becoming increasingly fierce as he looked towards the door.

After a long inner struggle, I finally made a decision.

At 24:, a new day begins.

Maklov raised his head and seemed to hear someone approaching the door.

The heavy footsteps of boots sounded in a regular pattern. There were two people on the other side, one in front and one behind.

Wherever they passed, there was no sound at all, and the noise in the casino had long since stopped. Perhaps the gamblers were so scared that they couldn't speak.

Five, four, three... Maklov counted down silently. As the countdown ended, the door of the general manager's office was pushed open without any warning.

At that moment, his heart suddenly beat. Two burly figures appeared at the door, wearing long black windbreakers with snowflakes that had not melted yet on their clothes. Through the gap between the two people, he could see a group of people wearing similar clothes standing outside the door. Their figures were like mountains.

The two tallest people in the lead are the newly promoted SS-level aliens, [Barbarian Bull] and [Qingwu I Qi Ba ⑧ Linqi VI1 Mask]!

A member of the Xinmin Cannibal Eternal Cult, a vicious and evil cultist.

The man with the green ghost mask on his face has long shiny hair. Judging from his code name, he should be a wise general with a literary bent, but he looks even stronger than [Bull]. In comparison, [Bull] next to him is more friendly, but Maklov knows that neither of them is a good person.

"Still on time as always." Maklov burped drunkenly and shrugged to indicate that there was an empty seat next to him.

"Would you like two drinks? To celebrate the wonderful beginning in the past and the perfect ending now."

Looking at this drunk and rotten man, Manniu just sneered, and Qing Mask remained unmoved.

"Where are the goods?" The man in the green mask said in a surprisingly calm tone.

Maklov simply took out the key from the drawer and threw it to him, "The utility room next door."

"My Lords," he paused, then said drunkenly, "there is a surprise."

"Oh?" Manniu became interested.

"The executive officer is here." He then lay down on the sofa and fell asleep, with no sign of waking up anytime soon.

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"GOGOGO! Boys, don't fall behind! Follow up!"

As the top wall of the 36th floor of the Kokoro Building was broken, the executive team that cleared the way climbed up to the 37th floor. These elite soldiers were as agile as leopards, and their movements were as fast as if they were cast from the same mold. They were well-trained and were no less than ace agents.

Twelve people sneaked in along the wall. The leader was a woman with dazzling platinum hair. Under her executive windbreaker was a tight figure with curves. She led the team deeper while shouting slogans. Not to mention being heroic, she was also a psychopath.

"Director Nanasha, is it really okay for us to do this?" A team member scratched his head, "It's too high-profile."

"It's as if we are the Flying Tigers." Someone complained behind her.

"Shh!" Nanasha turned around and signaled them to shut up.

She raised her hand and clenched her fist, sticking out the second joint of her index finger. This was an order for the executive officer to stop immediately.)

Everyone stepped back alertly, and the conversation, which lasted less than five seconds, came to an abrupt end.

The dispatch room was at the corner ahead, where the surveillance was located. They had bypassed the guards at other passages and reached the central area, which was also the breakthrough point that Nanasha considered. The first team was responsible for controlling the dispatch room, and then she led the second team to the 38th floor.

The 38th floor is where the casino is located.

Only by entering the casino quietly can we complete the first step of the crusade.

"The communication signal from the dispatch room has been blocked." The headset transmitted the progress of Zero.

Nanasha immediately changed her gestures and kicked open the iron door of the dispatch room with the force of thunder. The seemingly solid and safe electronic combination lock was directly scrapped. Before a dozen guards could react, she was surrounded by the executive officers. Facing the empty muzzle of the gun, she decisively surrendered to Swallow Wu.

I was stunned at the violence with which the blonde woman kicked open the password door.

"OK, perfect." Nanasha turned to the team leader and ordered, "Cut off the power to the single elevator to the upper floor."

"Call, call, Group 2 and Group 3 are ready to go." She began to contact other teams in the channel. "Don't keep the elites at headquarters waiting for too long. We will soon be able to break through the top wall of the 37th floor. How is the situation in the Operations Hall?"

"Nothing unusual, the other party didn't notice." The Operations Department replied, "But please be careful. Just now, we found that many alien species suddenly appeared on the upper floor. We determined that two targets have appeared. The headquarters issued new instructions. The crusade operation is mainly to behead the targets. Do not entangle with the remaining alien species."

"Why would headquarters give such instructions?" Nanasha was puzzled. "After beheading the two targets that pose the greatest threat, we can capture the remaining aliens in one fell swoop. There's no need to let them go."

"Director, you have the final say." said the other end.

"Reject headquarters' instructions. Change the target to all the aliens in Kokoro Building. Not a single one can be let go." Nanasha paused, "But we still have to decapitate the two main targets first, otherwise the subsequent crusade will be very difficult. This is a good opportunity. As executive officers, we have no reason to let the aliens in front of us go."

Chapter 186 Otilia's Gluttony (V)

If you want to break through the wall between the upper and lower floors, it is best to do it in the bathroom. Even if steel plates are used to reinforce other places, the top of the toilet is still the most vulnerable place.

The executive officers of the second team disguised themselves as cleaners and walked out of the internal elevator for employees. Since the dispatch room had been controlled, the guards in the main passage did not receive any orders to block them. They assumed that these cleaners were sent by the dispatch room, and as long as the dispatch room did not say anything, they were too lazy to question them.

The masks of these executives covered their ears, and the Maine communication kept them in touch at all times, with the team leader quickly leading the team members to the designated location.

The Operations Hall was responsible for providing directions on the map, and soon the second team successfully arrived at the public toilet and hung a "Clean on Time" sign at the door.

At the same time, the third team was immediately dispatched. The public elevator warning sound rang out without warning. All the guards looked in that direction vigilantly and subconsciously reached for their waists, ready to pull out their guns at any time.

This is one of the rules of the Xintiandi Club. Admission is closed after 24:. How could anyone get on the elevator at this time? This public elevator should have been blocked.

The guard stared at the elevator door that was about to open at any time.

Under the surprised gaze of the guards, a group of black shadows rushed out the moment the elevator opened. There were seven men and three women in total. Their black windbreakers were open, and the silk lining was covered with gorgeous patterns. Some were painted with evil ghost girls, some were painted with Cyclops ghosts, and some were painted with Naa. Tentacles with bloody mouths opened crowded around the girl, and the girl was as cold and murderous as a king.

These are gangsters.

The guards were a little confused and looked around to ask their companions whose friend it was.

There are no fewer gangsters in the First District than in the Ninth District, but they are far less numerous than the alien organizations. Without the protection of big shots, they have all declined. However, some gangster bosses are still VIPs of the casino.

Is it a late guest?

The gangsters in front of me are all very tall, and even the three women have the typical mature and mature style. Although they wear sunglasses, they can still be seen as Asians.

I heard that the underworld in the third district has not completely declined, because a big family needs these people to act as white gloves and do some shameful and dirty things, so the status of these gangsters from the third district is higher. But the guards don't care about their identity and background. When they come to the Xintiandi Club, they must abide by the local rules. Anyone who enters after 24: will be regarded as an enemy.

They pulled their guns and pointed them at the gangsters, instinctively sensing that they were up to no good. Perhaps they felt that it would be troublesome to rashly confront the Third District gang, so they were only issuing a warning.

A man who looked like the boss of this group of gangsters stepped out and explained his purpose in very standard Mandarin.

The guards could only hear a few words, but still understood the general meaning.

This group of people came to collect debts. A customer in the casino owed them 20 million yuan. They spent half a month searching for the money. They hope the club will hand it over.

At this time, the head of the security guard arrived late. After learning the whole story, he decisively ordered an attack. There was no need for unnecessary negotiations. As long as the guests came to the Xintiandi Club, they would receive the most perfect protection. The guards drew their batons from their waists and pounced on the group of troublemakers.

We only use knives and guns against invaders. If they are troublemakers who come to collect debts, we just beat them up and throw them out.

The man who looked like a gangster boss sneered, grabbed the collars of the two guards in front with both hands, and slammed them into the elevator, causing them to faint. The head of the guard was stunned. He didn't expect these gangsters to be more powerful than he imagined. He quickly used the intercom to call the dispatch room for help, and at the same time, the alarm sounded.

Under the threat of the executive officer in the dispatch room, the guards on duty had no choice but to cooperate. A large number of guards received the order and poured out from various passages, running all the way. The sound of suddenly agitated footsteps could be heard everywhere.

The gangsters turned and ran, sprinting along the open passage with the least guards, apparently wanting to bypass the guards and find the debtor and take him away. The guards chased after them, but did not realize that it was a trap, because there was no elevator in the direction this gangsters were rushing, and they would never be able to reach the upper-level casino.

The third team deliberately avoided the direction where the elevator was, giving the guards the illusion that they were reckless and lost, and were just causing trouble without any other threats. In this way, they could avoid the guards from using firearms. Even the guard leader did not realize that there was a problem in the control room. He chased after them and shouted to beat them with batons, repeating this over and over again.

They had entangled a large number of guards, and the whole floor was filled with the sound of frantic running, but the elevator leading to the upper casino level still had guard handles.

The nearby surveillance cameras are directly connected to the casino dealers. When these dealers are playing games with gamblers, they can look down and see the small screen under the table. These dealers are all alien species. If they find an intrusion, the executive officers will immediately enter the hunting mode and take the gamblers hostage.

This is exactly what the Operations Office was worried about, so they decided to abandon the elevator, even though the elevator's lack of defense was a good opportunity.

The top corner of the public toilet was punched through. The leader of the second team threw down his tools, and the team members set up a ladder. He stepped firmly on the ladder and looked up at the small hole, smashing it regularly with his hard swallowing weapon. The noise outside completely covered up the movement in the toilet.

No matter how strong the floor is, it cannot compare to the swallowing force. Besides, no one would reinforce the floorboards in the toilet. As the edges of the small hole cracked, it would eventually become large enough for an adult man to crawl in.

Looking through the hole, it was dark.

"What's wrong?" Nanasha sensed something was wrong downstairs.

She looked up at the hole in the ceiling, but could faintly smell a hint of blood.

"It's very dark. It doesn't look like a toilet up there," the team leader reported.

"Zero, is the structural diagram wrong?" The Operations Hall was surprised.

"The structural diagram is completely correct. The public toilets on the 37th to 39th floors are in the same location. I won't make a mistake." Ling said, "We are currently analyzing... The most likely conclusion is that the original toilets have been demolished."

Nanasha climbed up to the 38th floor and found herself in a dark space, but it was obviously open on all sides, not an enclosed environment. The ground beneath her feet was dry and not damp, and it did not look like a toilet in the past. There was a wall that was originally near a window, and toilets were usually built on the outer walls of buildings.

The other executive officers came up one after another and noticed something was wrong: it was too quiet and there was a smell of blood in the air.

On the other side of the 38th floor is the casino. They successfully sneaked up. According to the next plan, they were supposed to change their clothes, disguise themselves as gamblers coming out of the toilet, split up to look for the target, and then behead him as quickly as possible.

But now the toilet has become a dark corner. If someone were to interrogate it, there would be no way to explain why it appeared from this place.

Nanasha thought that it was Ottilia who played a role and made preparations in advance so that no one noticed.

Although the plan was full of loopholes and could collapse at any time, fortunately, Nanasha was lucky enough to turn on the tactical flashlight to illuminate the blur ahead.

She was stunned.

The other executive officers immediately deployed their Devouring Techniques and stared at that direction.

In the wide corridor, all the light tubes were deliberately destroyed, the ground was littered with the bodies of guards, and blood seemed to have been splashed on the walls, forming a curtain-like blood painting, and some marks that looked like tentacles crawling across. Before they came, a massacre had already occurred here.

The reason why it seemed lucky to be able to break through the toilet ceiling was that the guard nearby above was already dead.

Chapter 187 Otilia's Gluttony (VI)

Unplanned factors occurred, and no one expected that someone would be one step ahead.

Nanasha frowned and squatted beside the corpses. The causes of death of all the corpses were similar, all of them had penetrating wounds from the heart, and some of them were not small.

The attacker obviously did not use weapons such as knives or spears, but more like alien "features".

Under such violent destruction, even a super alien would be dead.

Nanasha took off her contact lenses, and her blue eyes suddenly lit up in the darkness and the strong light of the tactical flashlight. The veins on her hand holding the long sword bulged, and she entered a state of gluttony, ready to resist the opponent's sneak attack at any time.

She wasn't sure if the attacker was still nearby, but the blood was still flowing on the ground, indicating that the massacre had not been over long ago, at least within three minutes.