President's Contract Game

Six months ago, city A. The night was turbulent. In the underground casino of dark night street, the bright lights illuminate the hall as bright as day, but they can't disperse the tension in the house. Dozens of bodyguards in black stood coldly and looked sarcastically at the woman kneeling in the middle of the room. Her delicate little face was full of tears, and her apricot eyes were sad through the thin lens...