Domination and Submission

In the dimly lit meeting room, there were eight people sitting in different costumes. The only thing they had in common was that everyone wore a strange mask on their faces. Upon closer inspection, Elder Yin was sitting at the end.These eight people were obviously the elders of the night banquet, and the person on the main seat wore a red mask, and was the great elder in the night banquet—the red elder.Even though Elder Hong was covered by a mask, it could be heard from his voice that he was much younger than Elder Yin, about 30 years old.

The deep and majestic voice slowly echoed in the conference room, orderly ordering the elders to be responsible for the matters, so calm that people could not feel the sudden incident that happened at the banquet 10 minutes ago.

"Okay, let's go down and appease the members at the scene one by one, and leave if there are no other problems."

Just when everyone stood up and was about to leave, the door of the meeting room was slammed open, and there was a loud "Boom!"

"You should also give me an explanation, shouldn't you?"

The person who came in was a tyrant. The solemn attire on the stage just now looked a little messy at the moment. His slightly long hair was scattered wantonly, there were thin beads of sweat on his forehead, and his breathing was a little short. It can be imagined that he just woke up. Came here in a hurry.

Many elders expressed their dissatisfaction at being intruded so presumptuously.Elder Hong looked at the desperate tyrant, and he waved to the other elders, signaling them to go out, and the meeting room fell silent, leaving only the two of them.

The effect of the ecstasy drug hadn't expired yet, the tyrant staggered a bit, supported the wall and slowly moved to the table, and then slumped on the chair in a relaxed manner, with his hands drooping powerlessly on both sides of the chair, his head slightly tilted back. Leaning back on the chair, breathing a little short of breath.

Seeing the tyrant's dying look, Elder Hong frowned: "Confess? Do you mean that the members of the Presbyterian Church should be held accountable for the mistakes you made?"

"Tyrant, don't forget that this slave was strangled to death by your own hands! If you hadn't acted arbitrarily and recklessly, would what happened today? The Presbyterian Council hasn't investigated your mistakes yet, yet you dare to ask us to Explain to you??"

From the beginning to the end, Elder Hong's tone was flat, but it was full of irreversible meaning. This is the aura that only people who have been in high positions for a long time will have.

The tyrant didn't move, he didn't even blink his brows, he just said after a long silence: "Xiaotian is my private slave."

Elder Hong glanced at the tyrant lightly, and sighed helplessly.

From a long time ago, he knew that this young trainer who was promoted to the highest position had an incomparable persistence, or paranoia, compared with ordinary trainers.When he killed the first private slave with his own hands, his face and hands were stained with fishy blood, but he smiled incomparably satisfied, what Elder Hong saw was this man's pathological attachment to his private slave.

"Why? Why did you do this?" Elder Hong once questioned him like this.

"Because he is my private slave." At that time, the tyrant gently stroked the cheek of the dead private slave, and replied naturally.

"Dead, is it still meaningful to be a private slave?"

The tyrant raised his eyebrows and looked at Elder Hong. His eyes seemed to be mocking Elder Hong for being an idiot: "Only after death can it be considered completely private. This is the real exclusive, understand?"

Elder Hong only remembered being mad at that time because of the tyrant's contemptuous expression!In the end, the tyrant was punished for a long time before it subsided.Later, the tyrant never took private slaves again, and Elder Hong also forgot the tyrant's paranoia over time.

Today, this person once again caused a disturbance here, and after making things extremely complicated, he still came to ask for an explanation, just because of the word "private slave"!

It seems that people with a paranoid personality like a tyrant will not give up until the matter is explained.

"Do you still remember what I said when Xiaotian handed it over to you?"

The tyrant frowned, and slowly raised his head from the back of the chair: "You said, Xiaotian's background is very special..." Halfway through the sentence, he stroked his brow, "It seems to be that, I don't remember the rest. "

It was indeed a long time ago. It happened five or six years ago, and Elder Hong only mentioned it a little at that time, so it's normal not to remember it.

"I can tell you in detail." Elder Hong paused for a moment, as if he was considering how to speak clearly, "Xiaotian was sent by a person with a very special identity. It will be handled by Ye Yan, but he also said that it is possible that under certain circumstances, he will come to take Xiaotian away. There has been no news about this person since he sent Xiaotian in, and some people even suspect that he is dead I didn't expect today..."

"How can you be sure that that person took Xiaotian away?"

Looking at the tyrant's suspicious eyes, Elder Hong continued unhurriedly: "I can't tell you who that person is, but the organization that person belongs to is completely irresistible to us, although there are very few people who know that organization. Not many, but that organization is respected by everyone in China and even in the entire world. They have the world's most high-end scientific and technological drug research, and the drug you are given today can only be produced by that organization. In addition, It is only possible for this kind of organization to be able to enter our banquet silently, cut off the power supply, and quickly transport the corpse away."

"Furthermore, Xiaotian is just a corpse. To put it more bluntly, it is the corpse of a sex slave who has been trained for several years. Why do other people go to the banquet to take away a corpse? Only that person before Said: It will be taken away under certain circumstances, and this situation is probably when Xiaotian died, so we are very sure that Xiaotian was taken back by that person."

The tyrant was very quiet, didn't say a word, just sat there motionless with his head down.

Looking at such a tyrant, Elder Hong shook his head lightly: "When things have developed like this, at least I'm glad that person didn't come to investigate the cause of Xiaotian's death. You made a big mistake today and caused a slave to die, but because of the night banquet If you lost a private slave due to poor protection, you won’t be punished if you get over it two by two. I hope you don’t do it again in the future. You should rest for a few days and come back when you feel calmer.”

After the tyrant nodded, he turned and walked out of the conference room slowly, leaning on the wall.

Back in room 304, the tyrant sat on the main seat in the room, took out a medicine from the secret bag inside his clothes, and put it in his mouth.Then, with his eyes closed, he leaned back in the chair and rested quietly.

"Knock, click!" There was a knock on the door

"Come in!" As soon as the tyrant finished speaking, the door opened slowly, and after a bright red flashed in, he closed and locked the door.

The person who came was wearing a long black jacket and leather jacket, which perfectly outlined his slender figure. His long blood-red hair was scattered wantonly, and half of the mask on his face could not hide his seductive and criminal charm. This person was the No. 2 of the night banquet. [-] trainers, RED.

As soon as RED entered the door, he unceremoniously pulled over the chair beside him, leaned on the back of the chair with his elbows, and rested his chin on his elbows, sat in front of the tyrant, and said with a wicked smile:

"Your tyrant, kill three birds with one stone! Not only can you avoid the punishment of killing slaves, but you can also stop the night banquet from looking for Xiaotian's body, and you can also get the body of private slaves, and use knives to kill people. It's really a shame. That's enough!"

The tyrant didn't even look at RED, and directly threw a pack of powder in front of him: "Liangqing! You can go!"

RED didn't take the tyrant's indifference at all, looked at the medicine powder in his hand, and asked excitedly: "Is this the medicine you mentioned?? There are so few medicines? Will there be any problems?"

The tyrant glanced at RED, and said impatiently: "Use it as I said before, there will be no problem, can you get out?"

RED completely ignored the tyrant's impatience, and cheerfully shook the powder in his hand: "This deal is quite a bargain, if you need my help next time, just let me know, of course you have to replace it at an equivalent price..." After finishing speaking, he left Room.

RED walked on the front foot, and the tyrant left on the back foot.

At this moment, the night banquet hall is still not calm, the elders are in control to prevent anyone from leaving the venue, and every slave is doing his own job to appease the guests in the venue, but everyone is blocking the tyrant from leaving, this is agreed by elder red .

I drove my car out of the garage, turned around on the dark street, seemed to be moving forward aimlessly, and seemed to be venting, until there were no other vehicles behind the car, the owner seemed to suddenly As if finding the direction, he drove towards his destination.In an extremely remote villa, the car stopped quietly.

The tyrant opened the trunk and gently carried the person out, as if it was a treasure in the world. The tyrant gently placed the person on the bed, stroked his cheek tenderly, and bowed his head devoutly to kiss the other person's cheek: " Xiaotian, we are going home."

The rail words have something to say:

Cough cough, this must be explained why Mao stopped updating for so long!A while ago, someone in the family injured his leg, and he took care of it day and night.As a result, the disabled people were cured, but I myself fell ill and lay down at home for a long time.In fact, I am still lying down now, but it is much better than before.That's why I hurriedly tried to update, please be considerate and considerate of Mina Sanduo!

Another PS. Readers who have read my other novel "Tourette Syndrome" should be able to guess who RED is, right? ?That's right!Just as you think, they are the same person haha! ! RED is actually a very poor person, but his story is also a bit twisted. I will try my best to code it out in a certain monkey year. . . (Just wait, wait, wait, wait...)