Chapter 2: Appetite, dear Adonis

"Retreat quickly! What's going on? All the bodyguards are coming in your direction."

Oliver didn't have time to reply, staring at the progress of uploading data on his watch: 95%

"No, it's almost there."

The interface is very hidden, but he cannot leave more than 20 meters during data transmission, otherwise the data upload will fail. The interface is right on the mural in the hall, in front of it is a platform similar to a stage, and behind it are several rows of leather sofas.

"No... sizzle..."

The call in the headset was suddenly interrupted, and after a sharp piercing sound, it was completely scrapped. Oliver frowned and took it out, and half of his ear was ringing for a while.

Soon Oliver heard footsteps not far away, and even some voices of talking and laughing, as well as a sound similar to the squeaking of cart wheels.

96%

Hurry, hurry...Oliver stared at the thin transmitter on the interface.

"Barnett has already gone to China? Oh, that's a pity. Why don't you attend this appreciation meeting before leaving?"

97%

"Everyone, this time, in addition to the Adonis that everyone is looking forward to, I have also prepared a wonderful little show for you..."

Oliver forced himself to calm down, he looked around... got it!

"A very, very interesting little show..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the red-brown double wooden doors opened, and a group of masked men in suits and ties walked in and sat down one by one, talking and laughing. One of them, a masked man in a silver-white suit and a red bow tie, walked briskly to the mural.

Oliver broke out in a cold sweat. There were at least twenty bodyguards standing by the leather sofas. When they walked, their waists were bulging, so they must be equipped with guns.

He was hiding behind the red curtain connecting the mural and the stage, and was glad that the man in the white suit did not take a few more steps forward.

98%

If you walk a few more steps, you might notice the small interface on the mural above.

"Dear Black Gold members, the food for this wonderful feast is still provided by the Predators of our Appreciation Club."

Damn, no wonder the bodyguards here are like mad dogs.

Oliver's forehead was covered with cold sweat. He had finally entered the lair of those man-eating lunatics...

"But, as predicted. We will have a small opening show..." The man in the silver-white suit suddenly raised his voice and slowly walked towards the mural...

"99%"

"Let's count down together... three... two..."

Oliver inexplicably had a bad feeling. The excessive tension made his heart pump rapidly and his fingertips numb.

"one"

100%! Data transfer failed? !

"Surprise!"

Oliver looked at his watch in disbelief when the curtain in front of him suddenly slid open and a blinding spotlight shone on him.

"A little mouse sent by SDD... How's it going? Did you get our precious member information?"

The bodyguards around him didn't even move, and everyone's eyes were focused on him. It was then that Oliver realized that the place where he was hiding was their "stage".

Oliver didn't have time to think about when he was exposed. He made a quick decision and rushed forward to cut the neck of the man in the white suit in front of him.

However, the next second, a small sound of breaking air was heard, and he immediately fell limp. Two bodyguards came over and tied his hands behind his back, and he knelt on the stage.

"We just caught a SDD rat, it's so boring." Soon the people below became impatient.

The man in the white suit didn't argue much, and took a syringe from the bodyguard on the side. He casually flicked the air in the syringe and slowly pushed the syringe. At this time, all the members below couldn't help but sit up straight.

"Yes, it is Miracle 3.0. For the righteous vegetarian forks under the control of SDD, this little bit is enough to make them bite like dogs at the cakes they claim to protect."

Oliver collapsed on the stage and could only watch as the drug was injected into his body.

"But he is not the highlight of today. Let's get to the point."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man in the white suit clapped his hands, and the mural behind him suddenly opened from both sides. A bodyguard pushed a cart covered with white silk and slowly walked to the front of the stage.

The silk is smooth with dark patterns, exuding a low-key sense of luxury. There are dark green pine and cypress branches and small flowers in various colors such as goose yellow, indigo, etc. pressed on the outside of the silk.

Amid the mixed fragrance of cypress branches and flowers, Oliver immediately caught a hint of a faint sweetness. This fragrance seemed to have some kind of magical charm, and his body, which had originally slumped on the ground, immediately bounced up uncontrollably.

It smells so good, so good, so good, so good… I’m so hungry, so hungry, so hungry

"It seems that this vegetarian fork can't bear it anymore..." There were scattered and relaxed laughter from the audience, as if they were pleased by his hungry look.

Oliver heard all of this very clearly, but he couldn't think at all...

Hungry! So hungry, so hungry, so hungry

"Dear Adonis..."

The white suit slowly lifted up a corner, revealing a small section of the white and smooth instep and calf. A black and gold label was tied around the slender ankle.

Adonis... This familiar word suddenly made Oliver's mind clear for a moment, and he looked in the direction of the scent.

"Say hello to everyone!"

As he spoke the silk was completely removed. The black-haired boy's eyes widened, filled with tears and fear. His watery red lips slightly parted but he could only let out tiny whimpers.

Oliver's heart skipped a beat and his scalp felt like it was going to explode.

Du Yanze!

The boy's fair skin was trembling and shrinking, his hands were crossed and handcuffed above his head, his upper body was padded and slightly raised, with only white silk surrounding his stomach and thighs.

A golden olive leaf-shaped crown pressed down on her black hair, and golden armlets were tightly clasped around her forearms, squeezing her fair skin to its limit.

What was even more outrageous was that a silver knife and fork were placed on his stomach, and the cold texture made him shiver uncontrollably.

The cart was surrounded by dark green cypress branches and flowers, and his face was sunken helplessly among the flowers.

"Awakening Adonis"

After a suffocating silence, a man holding champagne in the audience spoke first.

"Yes, does this action resemble the beautiful boy in the oil painting?" The man in white suit gave everyone enough time to appreciate it, then put on white gloves and lifted up the black and gold label on his ankle.

"Du Yanze, 24 years old, Chinese, a pastry chef. He is very clean, and when the predator came to him, he didn't even know he was a cake..."

The man in the white suit casually pinched his face, which was half-hidden in the flowers, and raised his wrist slightly as if showing off the goods. "It's very beautiful. Maybe you can play with it first after buying it, or eat it directly? Just take the picture and you can do whatever you want with it."

As he spoke, he picked up the dinner knife and gently cut his turned wrist. The bright red blood, accompanied by a captivating sweet smell, domineeringly teased all the forks' hearts.

"Then... everyone, please make your bids."

"Ugh!" Oliver's eyes suddenly became bloodshot. This potion suddenly enhanced his five senses many times. His throat was so dry that he almost went crazy and couldn't control himself at all.

The next moment he met Du Yanze's eyes, and Oliver thought he would see his eyes filled with tears of fear.

But he was met with a pair of black eyes that contained a hidden chill, like a ray of cold light brushing against the light when a sharp blade passed by.

This contrast made Oliver's brain, which was controlled by desire, clear up for a moment, and he just thought he was going crazy.

"Let us congratulate Mr. D! He will have our Adonis!"

A man in a black suit sitting in the center of the front row stood up and raised his glass. He bowed slightly and looked like a gentleman.

"Everyone, thank you for letting me enjoy it. But I can't keep it all to myself, so please look forward to the food tomorrow morning."

Oliver had been released long ago, with only his hands still clamped behind his back. The man in the white suit casually threw the white handkerchief stained with Du Yanze's blood in front of his face, allowing everyone to admire his beast-like demeanor.

"Excuse me then."

Mr. D stood up and waved, and the man in the white suit immediately leaned forward and waved, and the two bodyguards covered Du Yanze again, and blood dripped onto the carpet.

Oliver, who had been lying quietly, suddenly broke free from the restraints behind him and staggered to Du Yanze.

The speed and strength of his explosion startled everyone present, but he seemed to be merely attracted by the smell of blood and was completely unconscious.

After his hands were covered in blood, he immediately squatted there and licked them continuously, and did not pounce on Du Yanze again.

"Everyone, this is Miracle 3.0. It amplifies the five senses, improves speed and strength, but also greatly increases appetite. Miracle is still being improved, and we hope more people will join us..."

Oliver seemed to calm down after getting the blood, and the guests lost patience with this little extra.

The bodyguard at the side immediately stepped forward, pulled out a gun, loaded it and pointed it at his head with a click.

However, the next second, there was a sudden sound of a heavy object hitting the wooden door, followed by a dull thud that made one's teeth ache. The double-opening red-brown door was forcibly knocked open from the outside, and then a bodyguard who barely looked like a human flew in.

The man looked clueless, his face covered in blood, but one could still tell that he was Mr. D's bodyguard.

"What's going on?!"

Oliver took advantage of the moment when everyone was stunned and immediately stood up and grabbed the gun to fight back. He stood up and dealt with the two nearest armed bodyguards without hesitation, then immediately looked for cover.

No one paid attention to him at this time.

Poor Cake, who had just been lying on the stage for people to admire, walked in from the door. In one hand, he was holding a man covered in blood, whose life or death was unknown, and in the other hand, he was pointing a gun at his head.

"Mr. D!"

Even though his fair face was stained with blood, the white silk he casually wore and his bare feet made him look unexpectedly holy, but his nonchalant smile at this moment frightened everyone.

"Good evening, everyone. Ah, why are you pointing guns at me? Why don't I just kill him and let everyone calm down?" Du Yanze stretched out his voice, holding Mr. D like a dead dog, and lightly hooked the trigger with his finger.

"Wait! Don't get excited, we can talk about this..."

Du Yanze frowned and looked at the man in white suit with some impatience, and clicked his tongue lightly, as if he was not satisfied with his answer.

"I'm too lazy to discuss this with you."

Du Yanze glanced at the place where Oliver was hiding. Without even moving his brows, he casually hooked his fingers, and the recoil of the pistol made him push his arm back steadily.

Bang--

"Well, the negotiations broke down."

No one could react and Mr. D, the hostage, died.

The next second, Du Yanze hid his body. The bodyguards' bullets only chased his heels. Occasionally, a few stray bullets scratched his skin a little. The sweet smell floating in the air became stronger.

"SDD idiot, what are you standing there for? Take action." Du Yanze reminded the stunned Oliver, and did not stop him from leaning forward and shooting at the bodyguards.

They had to protect the panicked guests who were hiding behind the leather sofas, but Du Yanze and Oliver had no scruples.

Soon Du Yanze ran out of bullets. Oliver came to his senses and cooperated with him to deal with the bodyguards who were still able to resist, and occasionally hit the guests who wanted to leave in the chaos.

Oliver glanced at several bodyguards lying on the ground. Just as he was about to search for a gun for Du Yanze, he looked up and saw that Du Yanze was being besieged by three bodyguards.

The bodyguards' guns had been unloaded long ago, and their bullets were almost used up. After all, no one thought of starting a fight here. But Du Yanze was unarmed, and they still had daggers.

Before Oliver rushed out to help, Du Yanze had already clamped one of them with his backhand, and with a backhand push, the other two stabbed their knives into their companion.

With such physical skills and combat awareness, Oliver suddenly felt a little redundant.

In order not to hold back, he turned around and tied all the people in white suits and the guests together. In order to prevent them from attracting more people, he also considerately stuffed their mouths.

After Du Yanze dealt with the last three, he turned around and saw people tied up in a string.

"You are quite creative..." Du Yanze casually gathered the cloth that had slipped off his shoulders and walked over slowly.

"Be careful!" Oliver saw someone behind him grab a dagger and wait for an opportunity to stab him.

Du Yanze just hummed, tilted his head, and reached out to touch the man's neck. The tip of the knife did not even touch his robe, obviously he had noticed it already.

Blood splattered on his cheek again, but his calm expression, as if he was killing a person like a pig, coupled with his attire like a pure and beautiful boy from ancient Greece, shattered Oliver's previous fantasies.

Du Yanze wiped the blade on his fingertips twice and returned it to Oliver, who had handed it to him when he was pretending to be crazy.

"Although it's useless, thank you all the same." Du Yanze said as he took off the messy armbands and crowns on his body and threw them aside.

"You should keep it... I feel like I'm a little out of control now, what if..."

Du Yanze walked towards the man in the white suit with a knife in hand, and looked back at Oliver after hearing what he said. It was still the same pretty face, with round, slightly droopy eyes, but at this moment it made people shudder.

"Think too much. You won't be able to do anything even if you hit miracle 10.0. If you're worried, tie yourself up so I don't kill you by accident."

Du Yanze's words were obviously arrogant, but his tone was as casual as if he was going out to buy groceries. Oliver's brain, which was confused by the sweet smell, immediately sobered up, sat up with a start, and tied himself up obediently.

However, the reason why he was so cooperative was because Du Yanze had just taken off his invisible headset and said SDD's exclusive code to him.

Although his way of doing things is a bit weird...but he is indeed a good person.

In just five minutes, the sound of an attack was heard outside.

Du Yanze was not in a hurry either. He searched casually as if he was strolling in the vegetable market. With a thin cigarette stained with a little blood in his mouth, he squatted in front of the trembling man in a white suit and lit the cigarette.

Du Yanze slowly exhaled the smoke and flipped through the phone he had just pried out from the man in the white suit.

"Tang Zhilu?"

The blood-stained screen in Du Yanze's hand was a little blurry. He wiped the screen casually and looked at the hidden folder with a high level of confidentiality.

For some reason, as soon as he saw the name, a strange emotion surged in his heart.

"Ding——The target person——Tang Zhilu has been triggered"