Florence, a city in central Italy, is a city old enough to quote a lot of words, but if you describe it from the first sense: this is a tourist city full of retro vibe. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Visitors can be seen in every road that has been repeatedly repaired, every building that depicts the vicissitudes of history, and every cultural square that represents art.

With such a large number of tourists, it is a headache for the military and police who are still catching wanted criminals at sea, and it also makes it very easy for some people to blend into the city.

The naked ** man with bruises, scars, and undried body fluids struggled desperately, but this desperation was very limited, because all the joints of her limbs were broken, and even being dragged on the smooth floor made her cry in pain.

It's a pity that no matter how miserable she looks, she can't make the man who dragged her calf raise a trace of pity, this little curly-haired man dragged her like dragging a piece of dead meat, and he couldn't tell that he had been in close contact with this woman ten minutes ago.

"Oh oh ~ this tastes awesome!"

The woman also smelled the food, although she must have no appetite at all now, but when she saw the source of the taste, a heart-rending pain came from within, and the empty stomach poured out every drop of gastric juice, "Vomit!!"

Together, there were women who couldn't stop their tears, because at the table was a golden baby, a child she had not yet weaned, and the entrails as decorations came from her husband who was lying on the kitchen floor and had been disemboweled.

"Hey, ma'am, that's not good, we haven't started breakfast yet!"

The other little curly-haired man at the table, who almost wondered if there was a mirror there, cursed, then tore off the burnt baby's arm with an almost twisted smile, walked up to the woman, and forced it into her mouth in her fear and struggle—

The woman struggled intensely, at first because of disgust and grief in her heart, but soon it became that she had to struggle - she couldn't breathe!

But the more she struggled, the more the man who covered her mouth laughed excitedly, and the more he forced the little arm that had spilled the grease inside, while the other man took a piece of fried liver and sat aside, admiring the beauty of the same thing as when he had abused her, until she finally stopped struggling.

A baby's thigh slapped the back of the abuser's head, "Bruno, you idiot! I want to play for two more days!"

The twin brother took the baby's hand out of the female corpse's mouth disapprovingly, and devoured the body fluids on it without disgust: "We don't have two days, well, this taste is really great, but it's a pity that I can't eat it." ”

At the mention of the third brother's name, the eldest calmed down, he picked up the knife and fork and cut the resilient heart, as if cutting the man's heart, the table knife scraped a piercing cutting sound on the smooth porcelain surface, "He will, I will send that bastard to hell for him." ”

However, there was a hint of unconfidence hidden in his resentful tone, which he was not even aware of.

That man, the man who had never seen his true face until the end, when they entered Prato according to the information given by the CIA, managed to bite his tracks, and thought that they had surrounded him, they quietly killed the snipers, and shot them in the heads one by one like children with ants in the eyes of the public, if it wasn't for the fact that the sniper only had five bullets on hand, maybe they would all be dead at that time.

From the first time the three brothers committed a crime, killing the then swimming class coach * and making meatballs, more than ten years of wandering crimes, they have never failed, and they have not even let the police catch their traces, but now they are blown up by a guy who has never even seen each other......

"Haven't you heard from that Japanese bitch and Aussie yet?"

There are specialists in the art industry, although they can mix up so that the government can't catch them, they all have their own hidden skills, but tracking is another matter, and in the case of the local Italian mafia not only refusing to participate, but also warning them not to make big things, these outsiders have to rely on professionals in temporary collaborators.

Tamako Numata is one of the professionals among them.

'Taiwanese, 1.72 meters, recessively obese, electronics industry businessman ......';' Local Resident, 1.71m, Health, Government Employee......;' French, 1.76m, healthy, surgeon......;' British, 1.82 meters, strong, college student ......' -

All the suspicious people in her sight were dissected and interpreted little by little in her brain, thanks to the eldest brother relationship who struggled to enter the top of the large group, Numata Tamako easily gained a lot of knowledge, whether it was book knowledge or social knowledge, and thanks to her better mind than her eldest brother, Numata Tamako became what she is now before graduating from college.

It was easy to see through everyone, and it was as easy as eating and drinking to interpret their experiences and thoughts in three seconds of meeting, and it also made her lose a lot of fun, until she came into contact with the society beyond order and light, and since then, she has quickly become a poisonous spider that roams this gray world, everyone has become a thread in her big web, and she basically only needs to solve the prey once.

She was addicted to the thrill of manipulation and playing, she was already at the top of the pyramid of humanity, she didn't need a throne, she didn't need a scepter, until this time she was brushed by death at close range without noticing!

In the past few days, as soon as she closes her eyes, Numata Tamako will think of the head that exploded in front of her, which could also be her head.

The fear and frustration made her so mad that she couldn't sleep well, couldn't eat, and always felt that there was a pair of eyes staring at her behind her, and she was stripped clean and bone-free by those eyes as if she were looking at someone else.

The man was in the city, the CIA was sure, the man knew they were following him, but he deliberately kept the same appearance as he had when he entered Italy, leaving behind a video record every time he entered and left a city, provocative, undoubtedly provocative, 'Wait, I'll break your pride as a novice!'

Numata Tamako didn't believe that person could fool her a second time, human society, especially the cities inhabited, were like a big bubble ball, new ones could be added, but they would definitely cause change, and she would definitely be able to catch the traces of that change!

Especially when that person would attack the local upper echelons of society or illegal forces wherever he went, it even circled a very obvious and narrow search target for Numata Tamako.

Chu Man just looked at the Japanese woman "passing by", this little spice he didn't plan to end for the time being, as if he didn't want this little boy who was running and jumping around him to get the lollipop in his hand for the time being.

Here, it's an orphanage, today is the day it is open to donating from caring people, and reaching out to children to consider adoption, most of the children have a cute appearance that melts the hearts of ordinary people, a delicate voice that is difficult to distinguish between genders, and big, translucent eyes that are as beautiful as this one that Chu Man is teasing and playing.

However, Chu Man did not come to adopt a child, he had already raised two mischievous twins, and he did not plan to adopt a third one for the time being, and teasing the child was just a disguise, and the real target was in a locked room in the orphanage.

Mr. Dalio, he has many titles, including the most recent one is the philanthropist who donated half a million euros to the orphanage, although he has also supported the orphanage for six consecutive years, but that is not the point, because his current title should be "Pervert who watched underground films from Eastern Europe in the orphanage".

And watching the film with him was the assistant director of the orphanage, a red-haired married lady in her thirties, as for the viewing posture...... At least it's not as good as the content of the film.

When the rough film shows that one of the Romanian children who is the protagonist is beaten to vomit blood, Mr. Dario, whose body is far inferior to that of his youth, and the little blue pill has not achieved the legendary time-lapse effect, has surrendered, and in frustration, he turns his depression into anger, and as the content of the film appears, the fangs of the hound, and the thin whip in his hand is also whipped on the flesh of the assistant dean.

After leaving the venue for more than 30 minutes, when Mr. Dario, who followed the assistant dean to sign some documents, returned to the sight of adults and children, he was still the kind middle-aged rich man in a straight suit and a little small belly, touching the children's little heads to give them small snacks, and he couldn't see at all how deformed his desires had just vented, and the assistant dean, who was more old-fashioned than the dean, didn't let people see anything.

"Hello, Mr. Dario......" Another man stretched out his hand to Dario, and he, who was accustomed to socializing, instinctively stretched out his hand, while remembering whether there was any information about the smiling young man in front of him, whether it was worth befriending, but—

At the moment of shaking his hand, Chu Man slid out a pistol that was not surprising in his other hand, he deliberately slowed down a little, so that Mr. Dario could see it, so that other adults or children could also see it, but it was not enough for them to do anything, in Dario's twisted expression from doubt, to surprise to fear, he pressed the muzzle of the gun against his small double chin, "say-adios!"

"Bang!"

When everyone, including the assistant dean who had just had a super-friendly relationship with Mr. Dario, was still in a daze at Mr. Dario, who was full of brains and a skylight on the top of his skull, Chu Man had already stuffed the gun into the little boy he was playing with just now, turned around and walked out.

When Mr. Arrival Leo fell, he also overwhelmed a caring person who was frightened and weak-legged, causing the crowd to scream that pierced the roof, and when someone called the police, Chu Man had already changed into a new outfit and moved towards his second goal in the city.

......

......

"We're just watching a bunch of criminals play cat and mouse on our land?"

"You've seen the intelligence, and if the Yankees are willing to pay so much to deal with that kind of monster, why should we bother ourselves. ”

"But you can see the damage they caused, and if this continues, we may resign sooner than the president. ”

"At least it's better than dying in the line of duty, isn't it?"

“......”