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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.
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Criminal X : Epitome Of Evil

The person who also took the black rank assignment just like Pablo.

And just like Pablo, he also introduced himself as a Private Detective.

"Where are you people coming from? Is being a detective in trend right now?" Jemon asked.

"I am better than him. And this isn't the time for such talk. We have some Vampires to kill." Hustler changed the topic. He also had to hide the fact that he was from the military.

Though, he could tell Jemon that Pablo was from the military and this way, he could make sure that Pablo never passed the assignment. But he didn't do that for some reason.

"I don't need your help, kid. I can take all eight of them myself. And what can you even do?" Jemon asked.

Hustler would have answered but a voice interrupted.

"You guys are wasting time. Kill both of them!" Quilin shouted from behind. It was an order for the Eight brothers.

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