It's probably the worst bar on the street...... But at the same time, it is also the most popular bar.

As for the reason, of course, it's because most of the people who wander around the street are rotten people.

They felt that the well-decorated taverns were out of place for them, and that what they enjoyed was the filthy environment, the dim lighting, the beer that didn't taste good but had enough portions, and the jokes about the rotten people around them.

......

[Splashing flames, warm withered hearts]

[Don't ask Bansey who is wailing for......]

[Only for you]

[Ah————h

This is a song with a decent tune, but when it comes out of the mouth of a middle-aged man who smells of alcohol and is drunk, it is particularly disgusting.

"Hey! Shut up your foul mouth! A large balding man on the side seemed to be angered by the singing, and he shouted at the man.

[Singing for you-]

[Waiting for the day of checkmate-]

[I'm driving a wedding car——]

The singing continues, and if you want to attract the attention of those around you in this environment, the cursing is not even as effective as a stinky fart.

Of course, it's certainly not as good as a fist......

So the big man over there stood up violently, and he walked over to the drunkard who was howling at the throat, and grabbed him by the collar......

This drunkard's body is not strong, and his appearance has nothing to do with being handsome, and even the smell of cigarettes and alcohol mixed together makes him smell worse than the rotten people around him.

Medium build, a long crumpled trench coat, a scruffy chin, and worried eyes, this is a typical loser, if you have to say what else is likable about him...... That's the blonde hair that looks pretty good, but with that extremely decadent face, it makes him look more like a junkie who has just finished his career.

"I say! Close! Yours! Mouth! The brawny man pulled the blonde man up from his chair.

"Okay, unless...... You please me..... Burp ~ Take another drink. The man said, but he couldn't even stand up straight.

And he was greeted not by a wine glass, but by a fist as big as a wine glass.

"Bang!" The drunkard was punched in the cheek, and then, unable to resist at all, fell to the ground.

"Hah...... Haha......" He smiled ugly: "Do you want to fight?" Ha...... You know, when I was in my mother's womb, I strangled my brother with the umbilical cord——— bang! ”

With another kick, the man flew upside down against the floor.

"Give! I! Close! Mouth! ”

Under the roar of this word, there is a burst of disorderly, but enough punches and kicks, in this kind of place, because of a look, a wine burp is too many people to fight, so, no one will stop it, after all, everyone knows that as long as a person is lying on the ground, then this brawl is almost over.

Really...... Five minutes later, the drunkard was thrown out of the bar door with a bruised nose and swollen face.

I don't know if he was beaten to the point of a concussion, or if he was already drunk, but in short, he lay on the ground, motionless, hoping that he would not drown in his own vomit...... Of course, even if you drown, no one cares.

......

England in 1983 was disgusting and rotten, but it couldn't be escaped. The lights of the huge towers tore through the remnants of the night, and the sirens blasted through the streets as they rushed into the alleys, which felt like the long howls of scavenging birds of prey, echoing through the buildings.

John. Konstantin's eyelashes trembled slightly, and even the vomit that had adhered to them fell off and fell into the muddy water in front of him, without making a ripple.

He woke up, as usual, from the mixture of vomiting and overnight water, the stench from the pavement, and the biting cold wind of the night.

All of this is like his life.

To tell the truth, Konstantin felt a little disgusted with himself, because as he had said in the tavern before, he strangled his brother with the umbilical cord when he was in his mother's womb, and this is not a joke, but a fact.

Although in the final analysis, it was because of the unformed chaotic consciousness and damn fetal movements, but the result would not change, and his hands were already stained with the blood of his loved ones before he was born.

And at the moment of his birth, he also succeeded in taking his mother's life.

After that, Konstantin, who was destined to commit the Lone Star, could only grow up in his father's indifference and the despair of losing his family. Fortunately, this tragic childhood did not last long, because soon, his father also died...... Died at his own hands.

It was an unbearable past, so John didn't want to think about it, anyway, under the circumstances of all kinds of tragedies, Knot Stantin naturally became a gangster, he learned a bunch of street tricks, stealing chickens and dogs, and a little bit of ...... Uh, magic. At the same time, he also became addicted to tobacco and alcohol. Since the age of 15, he has smoked two packs of cigarettes every day, and as long as he is awake, he will never leave his mouth. This habit has accompanied him all his life, presumably, until he dies and turns into a ghost, he should not be able to change it.

Well, these are some of the things that have rotten sesame seeds, and now, Konstantin has grown up, he is an adult, and his hobbies have risen from simple smoking, to smoking, drinking, gambling, and lingering on the flesh of the opposite sex....... And his profession is not as expected to be, a fraudster, or a glorious profession such as smuggling smugglers.

Instead, he became a ...... Detective.

As for the scope of his work, it also includes:

Help the neighbor find the lost pet cat, help the wife next door follow his drunken husband, run to the private room of a high-end hotel for the parents to catch the young adult girl who doesn't return home at night, solve some young men and women who have been bent down by demons, gamble with the gatekeeper of the ancient forbidden land, rescue the souls of some dead people from hell, deceive the king of the underworld, and occasionally save the human race around the world...... And so on and so forth.

Of course, he doesn't do a very good job, for example, when he stalks a man who spends a lot of money, he will always be paid a higher price for the other party's dismissal, for example, after finding those girls who don't return at night, he will most likely come and send them home again, and in order to save humanity, he will always lose some teammates.

For example, three days ago....... His best friend, Gary. Lester died in front of him.

John knew that he had no friends......

(These two people are so popular.,I'll finish writing about Zakang first.,And then try to write about the old devil.,But the old devil at that level.,I shouldn't join Ziliang.,It's estimated that at most, it's a mutual use.。 ）