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Criminal X : Epitome Of Evil

Pablo Castillo was the worst, the evilest, the biggest criminal in the whole world. He was the ominous figure known as Criminal X. It’s a name that sends shivers down the spines of those who utter it. His past, a mysterious enigma, shrouded in darkness, only adds to the legend of the world’s most notorious criminal. However, Pablo’s reign of heinous crimes comes to an abrupt end when a specially trained military force, an elite group made especially to capture Pablo, finally apprehended him. The capture of Criminal X sent shockwaves around nations, for this man had defied all laws and moral boundaries. The world watched as he was brought to the highest court to face the consequences of a lifetime of malevolence. The International Court of Justice, in a bid to administer justice that matches the magnitude of his crimes, bestowed upon him the most excruciating execution ever conceived. The world erupted in celebration as news of his demise spread like wildfire. An international holiday was declared, a day of liberation from the tyranny of Pablo Castillo. The day was named with triumphant fervor. They all called it—World Independence Day. Pablo Castillo was a man so evil that even the kindest of Gods couldn’t find pity for him. But… Some Gods needed that man. That too, Desperately. ——— ——— ——— Gib Money - ko-fi.com/khyaal Join My Discord For Reference Arts and much more - https://discord.gg/zmUcswM2N5

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Nice Peach

Hustler didn't know what the Guests were talking about among themselves and he didn't care as well.

He was already pissed off for not getting Pablo as his opponent.

"Can I go now?" He asked Diablo.

"Just a second." Diablo stopped him.

"The ten people who have bet on Adolf, that is number 1, would get two million coins directly inside their black cards and the people who have lost the bet, well they lost their money. That money will be used by the military and Adolf will get a ten percent share of the money that the military won because of him. That's all. Now you can go."

Hustler nodded and walked towards the other candidates.

"No. Don't go there. You can now sit on the chairs placed on the right side of the circle. Sit on the last row. You won, after all."

"Nice." Hustler walked towards the guests' sitting area and sat down in the last row. It was not an ultra good chair but it was still more comfortable than sitting on the ground.