Alan packed his luggage and looked north through the window, he knew that the end of the north was the Far North, where it was said that ice crystal snow lotus could be found.

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Like most cities, Rhodes is a joy where the sun shines, but it's also cold and unforgiving in the shadows that the sun rejects.

This speakeasy is one of the shadowy places in Rhodes.

It's a treacherous place that ordinary people will never want to set foot in, but it's a paradise for the wicked and the degenerate. Love and righteousness are after-dinner jokes here, and violence and money are the truths that people here firmly believe. This speakeasy is a large area, with a wide variety of drinks and facilities, but it looks dilapidated, and there is a pungent stench, like the smell of rotting corpses, but people who come here should not care if the bar is decorated or not, because most of the men here care about how to press the drunk woman who has been paying attention for a long time to the bed, and most women care about how to clean the wallet of the man who has fallen on them.

"Living in the sun will burn", this is the favorite phrase of people who come to this bar, but there are also some people who often talk about "bring some cold to the people who live in the sun", these people are all heinous demons in the eyes of ordinary people, they like to see poor guys kneeling at their feet, humble and not even a dog, and enjoy the pleasure of bringing other people's homes ruined.

Abel is one of the regulars of the bar, except that he does not belong to the group of people who "hide from the sun", but to the group of people who "bring cold to those who live in the sun". Able was sitting on the large sofa at this time, one hand caressing wantonly on the large area of exposed skin of a woman with heavy makeup sitting in his arms, the woman also twisted her sexy waist very cooperatively, and occasionally let out one or two seductive moans to stimulate Abel nerves, while Abel held a photo of a middle-aged man in the other hand.

"He looks like a coward whose wife doesn't dare to fart when he sleeps with other men in front of him, does he dare to run?"

"People can't be good-looking, dogs can jump off the wall when they're in a hurry." The man who gave the photo to Abel was a man with a thin body and a very obscene face, "I heard that he sold his daughter and got a sum of money, and now he plans to leave his wife and run away alone." ”

"If you don't pay back the money, baby, how do you say I can punish this kind of person?" Able smiled and looked at the woman in his arms, but before the woman could answer, he buried his head in the woman's erect twin peaks, and when he was satisfied, he threw the picture on the wine table and continued, "I really don't want to waste time on this kind of garbage, I just need the money, and you can take care of the rest." ”

"That ......" the lewd man didn't pick up the photo, but looked embarrassed, "This bastard sold his daughter to that pervert of Amos, and now Amos's people should be almost at his house, so ...... It's easier to leave this matter to that kid. ”

"What a bunch of rubbish." Able yelled at the lewd man, then grabbed the woman's plump buttocks hard and pushed her into the lewd man's arms, while he picked up the photo and walked towards the bar.

Able took the picture and walked down the dark hallway to the innermost door before stopping, and instead of knocking or using the key to open the door, he pushed the door in. The room behind the door was as dark as the hallway, and it was very simply furnished, except for a few wooden chairs and a worn-out bed, and a teenager was lying on his side with his eyes open.

Perhaps due to the influence of the environment here, the young man's originally bright golden hair has been dulled, and his turquoise eyes have also looked lifeless. His eyes were staring blankly at the corner of the room, as if he was thinking about something, or maybe he wasn't thinking about anything.

"You've been here for two years, haven't you? Don't stay in this room all day," Able pulled a chair and sat down on the edge of the bed as he entered the room, "I think you're fourteen years old, aren't you?" It's already a big boy, it's time to come out and enjoy the wine and the woman. ”

The boy still lay on his side and stared at the corner of the room, as if he hadn't heard Able speak.

Seeing that the young man ignored him, Abel frowned and looked displeased, but he held back the anger in his heart and just said in a deep voice: "Hey, I'm talking to you, Alan!" ”

"I hear you." Alan answered lazily, then reached out to Able in front of him, "Which one is it this time?" ”

"Cut, it's boring." Able pouted, and then stuffed the photo into Alan's hand, "Well, it's this bastard, you want to run away if you have money, you go and get the money back for me, that person's name and address are written on the back of the photo, you'd better hurry, and then the money will fall into the hands of that dead pervert of Amos." Able left the room without saying that, he didn't need to worry about anything, he was sure that Alan would bring the money back as he always did.

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The past month must have been the darkest time of Baptiste Abel Duma's life, he was like a rat who dared to live in a filthy sewer, and wherever the sun could shine, he would feel cold on his hands and feet even if the eyes of a man fell on him, even though that man might just be the owner of a shop, and he wished he could visit his little shop.

Baptiste would be scared when exposed to the sun, but he couldn't go to the shadowy places in Rhodes City, where the demons would make him worse than dead.

Baptiste owed the devil money, and though it was a small amount to the rich men, it was like a mountain weighing on him for a gamble, and he couldn't breathe.

During this month, he went into hiding, but occasionally he was caught by the demons, and each time he was beaten to the point of only one breath, and the demons would not kill him, but torture him slowly, at least until he paid the money.

Baptiste thought about committing suicide, but when he was about to put the rope around his neck, he changed his mind, he was still afraid of death after all, but he didn't want to live such a life like death again, he wanted to find a way to get a sum of money, he wanted to take that money to leave the city that he had lived for half his life but never loved to start a new life, and he would never come back in this life.

Baptiste's wish will soon come true, if only he can break the arm of the woman who has lived together for more than ten years.

"Hey, are you kidding us, Baptiste?" A casually dressed man sat on a chair to the side, and behind him stood three large men with muskets with meaty faces, who were playing with the daggers in their hands, and there was a little more impatience in their tones.

"Right away, right away." Baptiste hurriedly replied, and at the same time his eyes involuntarily glanced at the black leather bag that the man had placed on the table, which contained 100,000 mani! Thinking that he would soon be able to say goodbye to the disgusting life he was now with the 100,000 mani, Baptiste's hand movements became more rough, but the damn woman's arms were like locks, and no matter how hard Baptiste tried, he couldn't let her go.

The woman cried, and the girl in the woman's arms cried as well, but their cries did not wake up the already sunken Baptiste, but only made him more irritable, and instead of just tearing the woman's arm, he swung his fist and struck the woman in the face in an attempt to knock her unconscious.

The girl's cries were louder, but the woman's cries were getting quieter and quieter, her face was already red with blood, and her consciousness was gradually blurred, but she hugged the girl's arms more and more hard. Baptiste was already tired, he sat on the ground panting, looking at the woman in front of him viciously, for the first time he felt that this woman who had been married to him for more than ten years was so hateful, even more hateful than those demons who beat him, he could start a better life immediately, but she did everything she could to obstruct it!

"I advise you to hurry, Amos is still waiting to enjoy your lovely little princess." The man glanced up at Baptiste, who was tired and lying on the ground, and stretched as he urged.

"Right away, right away." Baptiste hurriedly responded, looking at the woman with a fiercer look.

"Cut, you said this ten minutes ago, forget it, I'll borrow this for you." The man laughed and threw the dagger at Baptiste's feet.

Baptiste looked at the dagger at his feet, he knew that a man could have easily taken his daughter without wasting so much time, and the reason why he didn't do it was because he wanted to kill his wife with his own hands to give him some perverted pleasure.

Baptiste picked up the dagger with trembling hands, but the reason for his trembling was only because it was the first time he had killed someone, and it had nothing to do with the fact that the person he was going to kill was his wife. Baptiste pointed the tip of his knife at his wife, who was cowering in the corner, and thought that this stab would put an end to this abomination completely, so he no longer hesitated, and stabbed the dagger at his wife!

But at this moment, Baptiste's door was kicked open with a "bang".

Alan walked in from outside the door, he saw that there were a lot of people in the room, and the light was dim for a while, and he couldn't recognize which person he was looking for, so he had to turn the photo in his hand to the back, and while looking at the name written on the back of the photo, he asked, "Excuse me, who is Baptiste Abel Duma?" ”

Everyone looked at Allen, who suddenly broke in, and was a little dazed for a while, and finally the man waved his hand to signal a burly man. The big man stepped forward, looked condescendingly at Allen, who was at least two heads shorter than himself, and scolded loudly: "Where did you come from, stinky boy, get out of here!" ”

But Allen didn't pay attention to the man at all, just squinted his eyes and swept over everyone's faces, and when he saw Baptiste holding the dagger still frozen in the air, he paused, then looked at the photo again, and nodded affirmatively: "That's right, it's you." ”

Seeing that Allen directly ignored him, Dahan suddenly became angry, and immediately raised the forehead that grabbed Allen: "Stinky boy, you are looking for death!" ”

was robbed of his forehead, but Alan was still expressionless, just moved his head back slightly, and then stabbed an index finger into the muzzle of the gun in the shocked eyes of everyone. Before the stunned big man could react, the pistol exploded directly in his hand with a burst of blazing heat, instantly blasting his hand holding the gun into bloody pieces of flesh scattered everywhere, and at the same time, a strange blue flame also poured out of the exploding gun, surging down the big man's arm and pouring into his whole body, and in an instant, the big man turned into ashes in a terrible scream.

"Alan?! This kid is Alan! Seeing the iconic blue flame, the man also recognized that the young man in front of him was Alan, who had made everyone in Rhodes City who stood opposite to Abel panic in the past two years, and immediately shouted while pulling out a gun and pointing it at Allen's head, "Kill him!" Kill him! ”

Hearing the man's frightened shout, the two big men who had not recovered from the shock of their companions being burned to ashes in an instant reacted and hurriedly pointed their guns at Allen, and for a while, the gunshots in the small room rang out, and debris flew everywhere.

But ordinary guns and ammunition like this couldn't hurt Allen at all, and with a wave of his hand, a curtain of fire appeared in front of him, and the bullets melted the moment they touched the curtain of fire. Eren obviously didn't want to waste too much time on these people, so with another wave of his hand, the blue fire curtain turned into a surging blue fire wave that swept through the three of them, and this time the three of them didn't even have time to cry out in pain, and they were reduced to ashes like the previous big man.

The scene in front of him made Baptiste's head go blank, and he sat on the ground and even forgot to breathe, until his face was red and he remembered to open his mouth and gasp for breath.

"It's finally quieter." Alan withdrew the wanton flames, and then looked at Baptiste, who was so frightened that his lower body was already wet, "You owe Abel money, I came to get the money, where is the money?" ”

Baptiste was completely speechless, except for a trembling hand pointing to the black leather bag on the table.

"Thank you." Alan nodded slightly, then walked to the table and picked up the black leather bag, and turned around to leave without even opening it to check it. It's just that his departure is unforgivable in Baptiste's eyes, because the black leather bag he took contains everything he has in the future, and without that money, even if he pays off all the arrears, he still can't go back to his old life, and what awaits him is like hell. At this time, a voice kept repeating in Baptiste's head: he must not be allowed to take the money, absolutely not!

With red eyes, Baptiste picked up the dagger that had slipped to the ground again, and slowly stood up. Seeing that Alan had walked to the door, Baptiste's wheezing was getting heavier and faster, he was afraid of death, but at this moment the desire for money had overpowered the fear of death, when Alan had already stepped out of the door with one foot, he could no longer hold back this desire, clenched the dagger and roared and rushed towards Allen, who was facing away from him.

"Give it to me, and die!"

The dagger stabbed straight into Allen's back, and Baptiste's heavy gasps turned into maniacal laughter, and his whole body trembled violently with excitement, but this excitement was quickly buried by a chill, like a spring of ice water poured from the top of his head and went deep into his bone marrow.

The handle of the knife was tightly attached to Allen's back, and it seemed that the blade had completely pierced Allen's back, but there was no blood flowing out, but a cluster of blue fire burned from the place where the handle and the back touched, and Baptiste realized that the blade had turned into a puddle of molten iron and flowed on the ground at this time.

The hilt slipped from Baptiste's hand, and his gaze met the gaze of Allen, who turned his head uncontrollably. Allen's gaze remained calm, but in Baptiste's eyes, it was more chilling than the fierce gaze of the demons, and the fear of death took over again, and he fell to his knees with a "plop" and tears gushed out like a floodgate.

"Please, please don't kill me, take all the money, please don't kill me......", Baptiste begged bitterly, but Alan didn't react at all, so he reached behind him and pointed at the mother and daughter who were cowering in the corner, "You can also take my wife and children, they can help Abel make a lot of money, I just beg you not to kill me......"

Alan raised her eyes to look at the mother and daughter, and they snuggled up to each other without saying a word, but the girl met Alan's gaze without fear. The girl looked a year or two younger than Alan, but there was no longer a trace of fear in her eyes, and even Alan saw a bright starry sky in her dark eyes.

Alan remembered a girl who also had such a starry sky in her eyes.