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Dark Heaven is the real de facto controller of the Barblair Underworld, which neither the Donfrey family nor the Golden Sailing Ship will deny, at least not on the bright side, and will not deny it on the bright side now. And apart from them, not to mention the rest of the dark groups, they will not have any entanglement on this issue at all, no matter who is closer to the three major forces themselves, because that is not something they can control at all, and they will not try to think about related matters at all. A very simple truth, when the distance is too far, they are not the actors on the stage, but the people eating melons below, the only thing they need to do is to quietly watch the end of the big play, see who has the last laugh, and then nod and say - "Ah, that guy won, it's the boss now." "—then, there is no then. No matter who is the boss, what remains constant is their own position, and their own way of life.

The people of Barblair are familiar with the Dark Paradise, both in the civilized society on the surface and in the dark society underground. But that was the dark paradise it used to be. As for now, they were a little stranger to this supreme power who had ruled them for an unknown number of years, just after its head had changed, after Shafatina had taken power.

Before that, the underground world of Bablore was not unaware of this eldest lady. They knew this man, and they knew him a little bit from the few events she had been involved in involving the Dark Heavens. In general - this is a person who is in the same world as them. They weren't surprised that she had taken over Dark Heaven after her father's death. But what happened in the short month after that, the crazy things that happened that everyone expected, suddenly realized that they didn't seem to know much about this young woman at all.

Compared to her father, who has been at the pinnacle of power for an unknown number of years, the newly ascended Safatina shows a completely new style that is more in line with her age and status. She was younger, more decisive, colder, more cruel, more energetic, more cerebral – more means.

During the month-long confrontation with the Donfried family, this woman never really showed her face from beginning to end, and she didn't really make a sound. For the entire dark kingdom of Barblair, she is a mysterious monarch who shrouds her face under a black veil, a queen who is hazy in the mist. But her horror had long since been ingrained in a series of bloody actions that were both like and not like the Dark Heavens. And the most famous and terrifying of them are the Queen's newest and closest two family enforcers who suddenly rose to the top with her, Rabbit and Nancy.

That's right, Danton knows the rabbits, knows Nancy, and knows their stories. These two young, mystical women resembling Safatina, are new characters who have stepped onto the stage of Barblair's underworld with their allegiance masters, and both have reached their pinnacle with bloody manpower shortly after their appearance. Even in other words, it can be said that the pinnacle of their achievements has forged the pinnacle of Safatina. Without their activity, there would be no Safatina's solid rise today.

For a moment, Danton felt as if he was choking on something, making him try to breathe, but he couldn't breathe. He sat back on his throne, and unconsciously shrunk his body inside, almost eager to squeeze his majestic figure into a ball of dry ham. He barely managed to keep his composure, regretting why he had left all his men away from his side at this time, although maybe they wouldn't have made much use if they hadn't left now, but it was better than facing this monster alone now.

He tried to open his mouth to speak, but with all his might, he only opened his lips slightly. He tried to make a sound, but just inhaling the breath into his chest had drained all of his energy.

Then, the rabbit moved. Danton looked at the figure, at the rabbit-faced mask, at the big, blood-red eyes, at her getting closer and closer to him. She was getting closer, closer and closer—the first step, the candle flickering, shaking and extinguishing. In the second step, the lights flicker and the figure is blurred. In the third step, the rabbit's head disappears and darkness descends.

Danton blinked, and the flickering lights suddenly returned, and the figure of the monster had appeared in front of him. He raised his head violently, but the rabbit didn't give him a chance at all, and reached out and grabbed his neck - with the petite size of the rabbit, her hand could not be so big, and she grabbed the neck of a fat man like Danton, you can imagine what kind of scene it was - Danton felt that the flesh in his throat was about to be scratched off.

"When did the wanderer become a Donflyer's dog?"

The voice of indifference and no fluctuation sounded faintly under the mask, and the rabbit's bright red eyes without pupils looked at Dandong, and suddenly with a force of his arm, he pulled his entire body from the throne by the throat, threw it back, and slammed it to the ground.

The ground seemed to shake at this point. Dandong felt dizzy, and everything in front of him became blurry, but he quickly recovered. He felt a sharp pain all over his body, especially in the part of his neck, and he couldn't cough it out, and it became extremely difficult to even gasp. He instinctively grabbed the girl's arm with both hands, trying to break free, but the slender arm seemed to be made of steel, containing a completely unreasonable terrifying and savage infinite power, no matter how hard his big hand tried, he could not shake the slightest.

"You can take it easy, homeless." Maybe Danton's state of being in a state where his heart was about to explode from his chest was a bit troublesome, and it was not conducive to what she wanted him to do next, the rabbit's mechanical voice came out from under the mask again, and into Danton's ears below, "If I had to decide, you would already be a lump of minced meat." However, the eldest lady has ordered that people like you will take matters into her own discretion before deciding your fate. So you'll be fine for the time being - as long as you're a good boy and cooperate. Do you understand? ”

There's no need to ask. It's like putting the only choice in front of a person who doesn't have a choice, and then giving him freedom and letting him make a choice is a truth. The choice that he can only choose is not a choice at all, but Danton knows that he has no choice at all. He couldn't make a sound, so he could only barely nod his head. And this single action made him feel a great pain in his throat.

"Very good," the rabbit withdrew his hand holding Danton, stood up calmly, put his hands back into his jacket pockets again, and looked down at the king of the wanderers who was coughing violently while covering his neck, "Now, we can have a good talk." ”

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Old Duroc parked the car. Maybe it was out of so-called professionalism, or maybe it was just inflexible stubbornness, but in short, he strictly followed the rule that he didn't know which one was written on which list, and he turned off the engine until the tires really didn't hit the line.

Ed pulled smoke and fire out of his bosom. His movements paused at this point, his fingers stroking the familiar pattern on the cigar box, and suddenly turned his head to look at the old detective next to him.

"What's wrong?" Old Duroc was getting ready, checking his equipment, and after noticing Ed's extension, he asked a little inexplicably.

“…… It's nothing, just seeing things and thinking about people. Ed squeezed his shoulders indifferently, then sent the open cigar box in his hand towards Old Duroc, and shook him twice, "One?" ”

"I've been quitting for years."

"Remarkable."

Ed nodded, took the humidor back, took one out of his mouth and took a hard sip after lighting it. While enjoying this moment, he turned his head and looked through the windowless window at the huge, desolate, overgrown steel factory that was returning to the primeval forest.

This is the address they got from Dandong, a remote and desolate waterfront wharf at the end of an old industrial street, which has long been abandoned for an unknown period of time, a no-man's land that has been silent for a long, long time.

It is said that this place was once prosperous for a long time, and it was the property of a company under the command of Golden Sailing Ships, but later due to a very serious accident, it was closed down. The Golden Sailboats are rich and don't care about such a loss, they care more about their reputation, and what happens in this place is to damage their reputation - you must know that this is not their asset in the dark world, but a clear and regular industry, which exists openly and for the public, and they can't treat what is happening here as if they don't see it, and they are indeed a little provoked. At that time, the chief of the Golden Galleon personally ordered a speech to compensate the family of the accident in full accordance with the provisions of Stuttgaran law, and to double the compensation, and severely punished the person responsible for the accident due to negligence - also double the punishment. Since then, no one has seen that person appear anywhere.

It's a great place to hide, and if you find a little nook and cranny in this vast labyrinthine steel kingdom, you can turn it into a very comfortable nest with a little arrangement.

Biting the cigarillos that didn't fall off the first cigarette butt, Ed and Duroc Sr. opened the car door at the same time, got out of the car, and stood on the concrete floor in front of the factory gate. It's not a small place, and finding people out of it won't be an easy job, so they'd better hurry up and start right away.