You can become stronger by saying the second-level lines

Chapter 84 Sin City
The city of Keharal is located at the junction of the four countries and is known as the most prosperous place in the south of Front.

It is not like other cities in Front, which have been invaded and destroyed by various foreign forces.

In this city, various forces have reached a delicate agreement in an unknown way, allowing the city to develop in peace.

Although it is developing, it is not developing healthily.

Casinos, horse races, colors, and the violent organizations that maintain all these orders have just formed a relatively peaceful environment here.

Because of the wars in other places and various entertainment projects, the price of land and housing prices has soared.

All Frontier people with some strength will find a way to settle down here.

Ironically, there is no police station here, only black and evil organizations that maintain order.

They manage the city and collect high fees that are called "taxes" but are actually protection fees with peace of mind.

This is a paradise for the rich, but not a hell for the poor.

It is also difficult for ordinary people to afford prices comparable to those in scenic spots, but as long as they are hardworking enough, relying on odd jobs in restaurants or doing other things, it is not a big problem to get enough food and clothing.

Most of the poor here are unfortunate. Under the instigation of the evil forces, they became addicted to drugs, which made the families who were not wealthy even worse. Sell ​​them as goods.

The rich often collude with these evil forces, and they can always become richer by relying on resources and power.

But no matter what, being able to survive here is much better than dying in the chaos outside.

And such a sinful city became the place where Xie Pingan came.

According to the information of the silver-robed picket guards, the contact person of the blood fire mercenary group is secretly hidden in the alley called "Happy Street" in the city of Keharal.

Neon lights flashed in the alley, and the three-color pillar in front of the hair salon kept rotating.

The bright red or pink lights seemed a little dim, lingering ambiguously in the hearts of the men passing by.

There is usually an aunt or middle-aged woman standing in front of the hair salon. They whisper something into the ears of every passerby.

In the hair salon, there are a row of young girls with third-rate beauty, heavy makeup and scantily clad clothes. Most of them are forced to sit here by the black forces, or because of usury and other forced reasons, and they look numb.

Only a few come voluntarily.

Most of the passers-by are in a hurry. They are poor people in Kehalar City. They are running around for their livelihood from morning to night. They have no time or money for them to rest temporarily in Wenrou Township.

Only a few men were willing to stop and talk to these women, either leaving or entering.

Xie Pingan walked straight in, ignoring Yingying Yanyan who was lingering in his ears.

The smell of poor-quality perfume kept lingering in his nasal cavity, making him extremely disgusted.

Deeper in the alley, after losing all these colors, all that is left at night is darkness.

In the depths of the dark alley, you can't see your fingers, like a giant beast that is about to choose someone to eat.

But if you walk further inside, you will see several dim cigarette butts, burning with red light spots.

Xie Ping'an's eyesight was excellent, he could see a few men sitting on the ground, or leaning against the wall, puffing.

Suddenly, a sharp whistle came to Xie Pingan's ears.

"What are you doing?" Another vicious voice sounded.

"Buy goods." Xie Ping'an's tone was flat and calm, without any emotion.

"What?" The vicious male voice continued to ask, and took another step forward.

This man's shirt is half covered with tattoos, and he has a cigarette in his hand.

"Black ice." Xie Ping'an raised his hand with disgust and waved away the low-quality second-hand smoke that was about to enter his nasal cavity.

"Okay!" The tattooed man threw the cigarette butt on the ground, turned on a strong flashlight, and illuminated the figure of a man wearing a black vest and as thin as a bamboo pole opposite.

"Three brothers, I'm looking for you!" The tattooed man shone the flashlight on Xie Pingan, and pouted in the direction of the bamboo pole man, "I don't have black ice here, you can just find him!"

The man with the bamboo pole, known as the "Three Little Guys", dropped his cigarette butt, stood up, and looked at Xie Ping'an.

Immediately, Sanxi hooked his hands towards Xie Pingan, and said in a weak and lazy voice, "Come with me."

The two walked further into the alley.

After walking about [-] meters, a faint light came from what seemed to be a business establishment.

"Inside." Sanxie walked in with Xie Ping'an.

Xie Ping'an could vaguely hear the sound of playing cards and the men shouting loudly.

After walking through a few doors, a corridor leading to the underground appeared in Xie Pingan's eyes.

"Search first." Sanxie glanced at the guard man next to him. The man took out what seemed to be a metal detector and placed it on Xie Pingan's body a few times, and put it back when he found nothing unusual.

Then the third young man said, "Have you brought enough money? Just suck it down there, and I'll take you out after you finish."

Xie Pingan nodded, and the man guarding the door took Xie Pingan down.

Xie Ping'an didn't have any troubles in his heart, he knew what kind of place this was before he came here.

"Is the tongue of fire here?" Xie Pingan said abruptly, startling the man in front of him.

As soon as the man turned his head, he was attracted by a pair of pupils.

He was addicted to it in an instant, and that kind of spiritual experience seemed to be more refreshing than sucking up black ice.

In a daze, the man's spirit and will were instantly controlled by Xie Ping'an.

Xie Ping'an disdained the use of the Eye of Confusion on such people. He only used a few consciousness skills.

After he leaves, the man will turn into a complete idiot.

"Boss Firetongue, down below." The man's tone became silly.

Xie Pingan pushed him away and walked straight down alone.

The light below was dim, and more than a dozen men were lying on the bed, with needles stuck in their arms or wrists, their faces full of intoxication.

At this time, a man who was injecting black ice suddenly foamed at the mouth, and his body began to twitch non-stop.

"What the hell?" A burly man on the card table next to him pushed the cards forward angrily, stood up and walked towards the man.

"You're cheating!" Several other people at the poker table started booing immediately.

"This one doesn't count. Come back later." The burly man walked up to the man, pinched his penis, and performed CPR on him.

But it didn't work, the man was still spitting out white foam, even some blood foamed out of his mouth.

Not long after, the man died.

The burly man ignored him and continued to pat the table: "It's bad luck. We'll deal with it later. It won't stink if we leave it for a while."

"You lost the last game, so pay the money first." The others didn't care and continued to discuss.

At this time, a deep male voice sounded from their ears.

"Congratulations, scum! You have earned my wrath."

(End of this chapter)