Beverly Hills.

    A dance is being held in the magnificent manor. Luxury cars are parked outside. The participants are well-known figures from all walks of life in politics, business, military and art society.

    European style spacious hall, a huge crystal chandelier hanging on the roof, the chandelier emits bright yellow and dazzling light, which makes the inside and outside of the hall stained with a layer of noble spirit.

    Men wear high-end and straight suits, women wear bright and expensive dresses, and maids and waiters shuttle through the crowd with trays.

    Accompanied by classical music, the men and women in full dress danced together.

    The singing is light and elegant, and the dancing is hot and polite. What a top social scene full of singing and dancing.

    At the end of the song, there were bursts of applause in the hall.

    Belmord, dressed in a black Strapless evening dress and holding a glass of Scotch, hid in a remote corner and enjoyed himself.

    Even if she didn''t want to participate, her face attracted the hot eyes of countless men.

    Her unsociable character is well known in the circle. People familiar with her will not take the initiative to look for her face.

    At this time, a young major in a new military uniform walked towards her.

    He bent down and posed as an invitation: "beautiful lady, can I have the honor to ask you to dance?"

    Belmord smiled and captured the major general''s heart in an instant.

    She shook her head and said, "I''m very sorry! I feel a little uncomfortable these two days. "

    Women are always uncomfortable for a few days a month.

    The major was an elegant gentleman. After being rejected, he no longer insisted, but took a glass of champagne from the waiter.

    "Can I buy you a drink?"

    Belmord nodded, "cheers"

    Dang!

    The wine glasses met in the air and made a clear and pleasant sound.

    Belmord raised his head, revealed his swan like slender snow-white neck, and took a slight sip of whisky.

    In a word, a glass of wine, let the major leave with satisfaction.

    The men who had been paying attention to her saw this scene and whispered one after another.

    "Christine is not young. She is twenty-eight years old. Why haven''t you heard that he has been in love with anyone?"

    "It is said through the grapevine that she was severely hurt by a man when she was young, so she has become distrustful and even disgusted with men since then."

    "Really? Is the news reliable? "

    "Hearsay, but I think it is highly credible."

    "What an excellent man can capture her heart? Even Tony Stark, chairman of the board of directors of stark industries, was rejected by her. "

    "As far as I''m concerned, Christine should be single all her life. We can''t get her, and no one else can. It''s much more balanced when we think about it. "

    "Ah! The major drank with her just now. Do you want me to try? "

    "But pull it down. The major is young and handsome, so Christine looks at him differently. You say you''re going bald. People can see you. "

    "Nonsense! My hair is just a little loose. I''m not like you. You''re as fat as my fat cat. "

    Just when these boring men teased each other, but hesitated to talk to each other.

    A pale man with sunken eyes walked towards belmord.

    "Dear Madam, may I have the pleasure of having a drink with you?"

    Belmord turned to look at him, and a pair of slender willow eyebrows suddenly frowned.

    He is thin, with frivolous steps and shriveled palms like chicken claws. At first glance, he is seriously ill and the time is running out.

    Can such people sneak into a party?

    Belmord thought so, but he smiled, nodded and raised his glass.

    Just as she raised her neck and was ready to drink, a fierce light appeared in the man''s eyes.

    He gripped the glass and poured the liquid on belmord''s face.

    Belmord was acutely aware of the crisis, leaned back at a large angle, and his upper body was almost parallel to the ground.

    The unidentified liquid in the wine glass flew in front of her and splashed on the ground a few meters away, and then splashed on the legs and feet of a group of ladies.

    "Ah!!!"

    A heart rending scream sounded.

    The ladies'' legs and feet quickly appeared black eschar, followed by bone etching burning pain.

    "What''s the matter?"

    "What happened there?"

    The guests looked this way.

    Belmord stood up straight and looked at the man in front of him calmly, but his light blue eyes released a strong sense of killing.

    When the man saw that the concentrated sulfuric acid was not spilled, he felt bad immediately.

    He grabbed the glass and threw it at belmod, but she flashed by her light side without even moving his steps.

    The man lifted his suit and took a pocket dagger from his belt buckle.

    "Go to hell! Bitch! "

    With a loud roar, he rushed at belmod.

    At this time, the guests in the hall also reacted that there were killers in the banquet hall.

    They did not choose to subdue the killer to rescue belmord, and fled in panic, even ignoring their companions who had just talked and laughed.

    Men have run out of oil and lights. For belmord, this level of killing is as simple as subduing an unarmed child.

    She found the right time and flashed a spike on her side.

    Then grab the man''s right arm with one hand and move forward.

    The man stumbled and fell on the marble floor covered with concentrated sulfuric acid.

    The moment the hands touch the ground, the palm immediately appears eschar.

    He quickly rolled aside and looked at the dark palm and wailed.

    At this time, he also understood that his task had failed.

    But he can at least bite through the poison in his mouth to commit suicide, so as not to implicate the master behind him.

    The man''s lips turned up and down quickly, and belmord saw through his thoughts in an instant.

    She trotted forward and kicked him on the chin.

    Black high heels were in close contact with the chin, and suddenly there was a sound of bone fragmentation.

    When the man''s eyes turned white, he was directly kicked by this giant force and fainted.

    The killer was solved.

    Belmord turned around. The men and women in the hall had run out of the door, and the bolder ones were more than ten meters away from the scene, including the new major.

    "Hum!"

    Belmod, with a sneer on his face, proudly walked out of the villa hall.

    When I came outside, I saw the assistant running anxiously.

    "Christine! Are you okay? "

    "Of course!"

    Seeing that she was safe, the assistant was relieved.

    Then she took out her handbag and said, "the mobile phone in your bag has been ringing. According to your instructions, I came to you at the first time and didn''t open the bag without authorization."

    "Well! You did a good job. "

    Belmord took his handbag and walked alone into the garden outside the villa.

    Take out your mobile phone, and the caller ID is still a string of asterisks.

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