Eighth Block.

An abandoned store, with a large area, hundreds of square meters, has not been renovated, only a few concrete pillars stand in the middle, which looks a bit similar to an abandoned factory in China.

The people who enter the eighth block, whether they are vicious, ruthless, desperate... People may enter here for a variety of reasons, but once they do, they can be summed up in one word: decadence!

The pursuit is not material enjoyment, but spiritual pleasure.

So here, ruthless can only be called a low-level noun, and the highest-level word is called: perverted!

Whoever is perverted enough and who does something fearful enough will become a king.

And among them, Virtek is undoubtedly the best.

There are no lights in the store, and the light source comes from the iron drums scattered around, similar to the large iron drums that filled oil in the last century in China, and the wood, gasoline, and some other combustibles are burned in them.

In the flickering light, you can see someone lying on the ground twitching, someone looking sluggish, looking up with dilated pupils, of course, there are some pictures that are not suitable for children, no one avoids them, all in public.

Straight ahead.

A large bed with draperies on all sides, and on the bed lay two women, one black and one white, both drowsy, apparently having just experienced some kind of battle.

At the head of the bed, there sat a bald man with a lip nail on his lips.

Shirtless, it is not difficult to see the strong muscles and dense tattoos, his face is very white, his eye sockets are very deep and dark, and he looks out of place with normal people, of course, he is not like this because of the change of the sky, but the sickness caused by taking drugs all day and causing too much damage.

He had a phone in his hand and was talking.

"I... How can I trust you?"

He asked playfully.

While asking, he bit his lip, naturally not to tempt anyone, but to bite his lip until it bleeds, and the faint pain can make him feel irritated.

"You don't believe me, but you believe in money!"

On the other side of the phone, he spoke fluent foreign language: "Mr. Vitak, as long as you can keep Shang Yang there forever, the price is as you like, and I can pay half of the deposit first, and when the matter is completed, I will give you the other half!"

Virtek shook his neck, his eyes numb.

In fact, purely from an economic point of view, Virtek is considered a rich man, and there is no way to compare with the top rich, and he also has a nine-figure deposit in his bank card, after all, there are a lot of dirty businesses in the eighth block, and he can't do it at all if he doesn't nod.

It's just that some people, after they have money, choose exquisite consumption, or like to travel around the world, or like to travel in the mountains and rivers, or surrounded by beautiful women.

But he didn't like that, he liked the atmosphere of the Eighth Block, the back-to-basics state of life, where everything that happened here was primitive human instinct, uninhibited.

"He's a friend of Dawson..."

Virtek said again.

"I can get the price that you or let him sell his friends!"

On the other side of the phone, he said: "Dear Virtek, for you, pinching Shang Yang to death is as easy as pinching an ant to death, I really can't think of a reason why you should reject me, and besides, I can be your friend forever."

"When the Greeting"

The words on the other side have not yet been finished.

The large iron door in front of Virtak was opened, and four figures appeared in his sight, one was Dawson, and the remaining three were Shang Yang, Li Long, and Li Mang.

He stared ahead and smiled, "If I'm not mistaken, they're here and coming towards me with Dawson."

It's a long distance, so you don't have to worry about being heard.

The other side of the phone pondered for a moment, then said, "This is God."

Given the opportunity, I'll transfer money now, and double the earnings, please Mr. Vitak, please keep them!"

After saying that, hang up directly.

Virtek slowly put down the phone and looked at the few people in front of him, his smile getting thicker and thicker.

Ahead.

Mad Tiger is at the forefront.

Shang Yang and the three followed.

Shang Yang did not squint, staring at Virtak sitting on the bed at the front.

Li Long and Li Mang watched cautiously left and right, their brows tightened, they really couldn't figure out why human beings lived in such a place, it was dark, damp, and dilapidated, and they should pursue a better living environment, especially the men and women who spread a few paper shells on the ground, and there was no difference between them and the wild dogs who fornicated on the street.

It's full of disgusting, disgusting factors.

"Vitak, I believe that the people below have already reported to you, they are my Huaxia friends, very good friends!"

The mad tiger walked about two meters away from the window and stopped, and introduced: "His name is Shang, he is my savior, his name is Long, his name is Mang, they are both very sacred beasts in China..."

This introduction is not ironic, it can only be said to be the most intuitive.

"It's fun to have friends from afar!"

Virtak got up from the bed and spoke a broken word in Chinese.

He was very tall, one meter ninety-five, and walked towards Shang Yang step by step, and said in a foreign language: "Since you are Dawson's friend, that is, my friend, you are very welcome to come..."

As he spoke, he held out his hand.

Shang Yang, who has admired the name for a long time, has a translator, communication is not a problem, and he also stretches out his hand.

The moment I held it.

Feeling the other party's strength, Shang Yang instinctively began to exert force, the two looked at each other, the stalemate lasted less than three seconds, Shang Yang's body suddenly lost his strength, not that he couldn't fight, but he didn't want to be serious with him, after all, he still needed help.

"Haha..."

The moment Virtak felt his detention, he also let go of his hand: "Your strength is great, very great, but it is still a little worse than me..."

Shang Yang smiled and didn't respond.

"Hehe..."

Mad Tiger smiled in agreement, and then said, "Vitak, Shang actually came here to ask you for help, his friend was kidnapped by the Miander family, and he wants you to come forward to find it back..."

Foreign expressions are very straightforward, and what is needed will be said directly, and there will be no beating around the bush.

"Mirande?"

Virtek frowned, he was also surprised to hear this word, just now on the phone he just said that he should keep Shang Yang, and did not say that Shang Yang still has enemies here.

"You have the courage to ask for someone from the Mirands in this land"

"I can help and am happy to help"

"It's just that I need to know what I'm going to get!"

He was equally direct.

"Virtek..."Mad Tiger subconsciously spoke, he didn't expect his friend to help and actually receive a payment.

"Mad Tiger!"

Shang Yang quickly interrupted, he didn't intend to let people help in vain, it was not easy to find someone here who had energy and was willing to help, besides, relying on love to help would also make it difficult for Mad Tiger to do.

"Condition: You can open"

"As long as I can keep my friend safe, I'm willing to give some"

Mad Tiger frowned slightly, what he still hasn't adapted to is that in addition to speaking directly, the affection that is valued in China is also very weak.

"I need to get friends, a friend!"

Virtak's blue eyes were full of inscrutable.

"Friends?"

This word caught Shang Yang off guard.

Lee Yong-he

Li Mang was also surprised when he heard it.

"Yes, friend!"

Virtek affirmed, then took two steps back, sat on the edge of the bed and said with a smile: "I already know everything that just happened, you are Dawson's most admired and his benefactor, I think, you are qualified to be my friend, I really want you to be my friend!"

This condition is untouchable.

Mad Tiger also breathed a sigh of relief, he still knew some Chinese people's sophistication, and quickly smiled: "Of course, Shang is very willing to be your friend!"

Shang Yang also didn't expect him to say that.

He also smiled and said: "Mr. Vitak, it is my honor to be called your friend, my biggest hobby in life is to make friends..."

It may not be sincere, but it must be the most beneficial to the current situation.

"Very good!"

Virtek said, grabbed his hands back, grabbed the legs of the two girls, and then forced, forcibly lifted the two girls out of bed: "I'm a person, I've always been generous to my friends, they're yours."

"You can just find a place, or you can do it in this bed"

"If you are not satisfied with them, you can find them in the eighth block, the whole block is my friend's harem, you can choose as you like!"

Shang Yang was a little speechless, first of all, he had no need for this at all, and secondly, more than 80% of the women in the eighth block were engaged in ambiguous occupations, and their prices were very low, and if the price was expensive, they would not rent a house to live here.

As long as there is money, the women of the Eighth Block can be anyone's harem.

"Thank you very much for your generosity"

Shang Yang smiled: "My friend, I just don't want to do this yet..."

Mad Tiger knows that Shang Yang, his women are all superb, this kind of goods can be called good, but the physical condition is too dirty, and it is not worthy of Shang Yang's identity at all, and it is an insult to him if he touches it.

took the initiative to say: "Vitak, Shang still hopes to rescue his friend as soon as possible, because if you stay in the Mirande family for one more minute, you will be in danger for one more minute."

"What plans do you have, or what plans do you have, you can tell us first!"

"Plans?"

Virtek asked rhetorically, then shook his head: "You can rest assured, I will help, but we still need to adapt to life here, otherwise how can we have fun together in the future?"

Adapt?

Shang Yang frowned slightly.

"Adaptation?"

Mad Tiger obviously heard the point of this sentence, which was very weird.

"Yes, it's adaptation!"

"Shang is already my friend, so I will live in the neighborhood in the future, he is still the person you admire the most, he should have a strong ability, and I plan to hand over a lot of things to him to do, is there anything wrong?"

Shang Yang chuckled in his heart, feeling that something was wrong.

Li Long and Li Mang were also aware.

Mad Tiger smiled dryly: "He is just here to save his friend, and he still needs to rush back to Huaxia to deal with things, I believe that he will often contact your friend in the future, but now, he still has to rescue people..."

"Don't live here?"

Virtek stood up in an instant.

"Bang la la"

Even with a few strong men around him, they all quickly gathered together and firmly surrounded several people.

"Dawson, I hope you understand that my friends can only exist in the eighth block, and anyone who is outside the block is not my friend, and he is gone, and neither is he!"

"And I only have friends and foes in my dictionary!"

He looked at Shang Yang and asked coldly, "Are you going to be my friend or enemy?"