With a "bang", the largest glassware was shot through by Lu Mang's kunai.

A pile of untold whether it was an organ or a piece of flesh flowed out along with the formalin-scented liquid and broken glass.

A thick rancid smell spread, and the few people who were already feeling uncomfortable were forced out of the laboratory.

"Hell, what the hell, what did this guy Orochimaru do, it's really a guy who is going to be damned."

Lu Mang cursed as he retreated.

"If you look at it from this aspect, it's really a very hard job to destroy all of Orochimaru's laboratory."

He was a little reluctant.

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Did you give up your life to let me escape, so that I might carry on your last wish and be the enemy of the world?

What's the matter, even if you're the enemy of the world? Such a world cannot even accommodate a small village that has no quarrel with the world, even if it is destroyed?

If I can't destroy this filthy world, then destroy myself!

……

The night is so deep, so deep that it is intoxicating and heartbreaking.

The clouds, like a huge iron curtain covering the sky and the earth, made Lu Mang feel extremely depressed, and he couldn't wait to poke a hole in it so that he could breathe a little.

Boom Boom Boom ......

In the sound of iron hooves like a storm, Lu Mang hid in the thick shadow of the street corner, coldly watching the city guards of Tianyuan City come and go suddenly.

These people are all in collusion with each other, right?

Otherwise, why is the abandoned bell tower so close to the city, and no one comes to check it after several gunshots? And when the abandoned bell tower is set on fire, will the city guards appear so quickly?

Hum! Tar someone with the same brush!

Slowly, the restlessness of the entire slum finally subsided.

There were wanderers who dared to stand on the side of the street and point at the burning bell tower, as well as civilians who dared to hide behind the window lattice with the lights out, and those mercenaries who were confident and capable of participating, all of them gradually returned to their own life trajectory, as if the burning bell tower was just a little condiment in their lives.

As far as the eye can see, the towering black stone tower still stands in the northwest corner of the Tianyuan City Wall, where it constantly spews huge white vapor balls throughout the year. It was as if it was the respite of the demon of hell, bringing power and light to the wealthy area in the center of Tian Yuan City, while also bringing never-ending pain and disease to the slums.

The starry sky can never be seen, the dilapidated and leaky houses, the streets overflowing with sewage, the gray squirrels scurrying back and forth, the smell of rancid smell so thick that it can barely be dissolved, and the corpses of those who have died in the streets, either due to sudden illness or murder......

These constitute a living picture of hell on earth.

This is the slum.

Lu Mang wrapped the linen coat on his body, not because his body felt cold, but because of the cold that spread from the bottom of his heart. What is the meaning of existence in such a world and such a world?

Dark Manor, Lu Mang has heard of it. A huge manor house located on the southeastern outskirts of Tian Yuan City, nearly five kilometers away from the slum in a straight line. At Lu Mang's current walking speed, he can reach it in two hours if he walks through the city. If you want to walk around the wall of Tianyuan City, you may not be able to catch up with dawn.

It is said that the Dark Manor was a noble baron's retreat many years ago, but somehow it fell into the hands of Captain George of the slave catcher team and became his private residence. Then the vicinity of the manor became a desolate place, and no one liked to be neighbors with Captain George, and those who could afford it moved away. As for those who are incapable, it is difficult to say what will happen to them.

Some people say that they once dreamed of the ghosts of relatives who used to live near the Dark Manor; Others say that they became slaves for various reasons, and were captured and sold by slave teams to the distant Republic of Nice.

There were different opinions, and the Tianyuan City City Lord's Mansion, as the administrator, had never expressed an opinion on this, and slowly people's voices decreased a lot.

In these years, there are many reasons for becoming a slave, such as illness, poverty, gambling, duels, etc., no one knows if they can still see the sun tomorrow if they sleep this night, and how can they care why others have become slaves? It's still good now, after all, there are emperors and ministers in charge. If it had been the previous era, the Dark Age, the slave owners would have grabbed some people in the crowd and given them the status of slaves.

Well, it's a given, wishful thinking from slave owners.

These are all anecdotes that Lu Mang heard after inviting an old mercenary to drink a glass of rum in the Dragon Slayer's Bar two days ago, as for whether it is true or false, Lu Mang does not plan to comment more.

Lu Mang walked in the car, trying to make himself more like a lonely traveler walking in the middle of the night. Tianyuan City does not close the city gate at night, but there are always city guards on duty under the city gate, and suspicious people who are in a hurry will be interrogated. Although he is not afraid of this, it is always a troublesome thing.

Fortunately, the guards at the city gate would also be tired, and the long peace had worn out the vigilance of these people, and when Lu Mang passed by, they just raised their eyes and fell asleep again.

After entering the city, the environment has changed a lot, and compared with what Lu Mang saw and heard in the slums, it can be regarded as a world of difference. At least there will be no filth on the streets, and there will be no human or animal carcasses everywhere.

Although the city is also infested with gray squirrels, these gray squirrels have lost the courage to confront humans compared to their cousins living in the slums, and have returned to the shadow of their rightful existence.

In addition to being clean and tidy, the biggest difference between Tianyuan City and the slums should be the taste. There is no constant rancid stench in the slums, and the scorching smell of white vapor balls blown by trade winds.

Of course, even in the city, if it is not a bustling area in the center of the city, there will still be a faint smell in the air. It was the smell of burning black oil in the street lamp, which was not particularly unpleasant, but it would make people feel very uncomfortable. Smelling too much can make people feel dizzy, nauseous, and sick to their stomachs, but when you return to a place with fresh air, these symptoms will ease and eventually disappear.

It is said that the street lamps in the downtown area of the city center are larger and more numerous, but they do not have these peculiar smells, but have a faint fragrance of mast flowers. Because although the street lamps there burn black oil refined from black stone, they are refined high-grade black oil, which is very expensive, and the high-grade black oil consumed by the street lamps in just one block is worth as much as the ordinary black oil burned in all other areas of Tianyuan City in a month.

Lu Mang didn't plan to go to the downtown area to see the street lamps there, because with his clothes, he was usually not qualified to go there, even during the day, he would be interrogated by the patrolling guards, let alone at night.

Besides, no matter where the street lights are, as long as the lights are bright enough, Lu Mang can see his wounds clearly and treat them simply.