It wasn't until he went dozens of meters underground that Luo Xia found that the underground world was not so dim, and the gaps between the buildings and the scattered reflective light panels that appeared from time to time overhead made the visibility here within an acceptable range.

However, due to the instability of the light source, the ubiquitous dark corners make the people in it experience worrying changes all the time.

This is where the chaos really is, the dungeon.

The scope of the dungeon is not all underground, on the contrary, the center of the dungeon is the tallest and most prosperous building in the entire East End, a gray exchange that sells everything and takes all jobs. But to get there, in addition to those with enough status, you need to first go through the criss-crossing network of semi-hidden underground in the dungeon.

The entire underground of the dungeon has strict and chaotic survival rules.

The outer part is chaotic and free, the underground part is mostly a variety of gray industries and illegal trades, while the outer surface is a real chaotic neighborhood, a place for various forces in the underground city to resolve disputes and daily life.

The central region, the lower part is the consumption and entertainment area, which is composed of illegal arenas, colosseums, large casinos and large-scale non-ferrous industries. And the upper part is the basic plate and back garden of various dark forces, with warehouses, closed manors, and secret castles, which are simply the same as the way the beasts divide the chassis. Generally very calm, but when there is conflict, it is often particularly tragic.

If the periphery is a small and noisy civilian consumption area, then the 'bustling' of the Central District is quite famous even throughout the Overwatch. The only difference is that only strength is recognized here, there are almost no rules, and it is a carnival of the strong.

At the center of the city are the real rulers of the dungeon. It has the most prosperous gray and black industries in Xingnan City and even the entire southern Xinjiang.

Luo Xia accidentally ran into a fat man who was holding the smell of alcohol all over his body, and then left without saying a word in the other party's scolding. This provoked the woman who was clinging to the fat man and covered in rich and inferior perfume to let out an exaggerated sharp laugh.

It seems to be applauding the heroism of the drunk fat man, and laughing at Luo Xia's timidity.

As the voice faded away, Luo Xia cushioned the greasy money bag in his hand with a strange expression. The first time to steal, under the control of the instinctive level of the body, it was unexpectedly easy to freehand.

It's a little exciting, it's a little embarrassing, and there's a certain weird sense of accomplishment. In short, Luo Xia felt that his ideology and morality were constantly slipping.

With complicated feelings, Luo Xia didn't even bother to read the name and walked into a bar at random.

In the gloomy little bar, there are only a few drinkers, but they are also full of shapes, from drunken people to sinister people who are always ready to move, and people who think they are detached from watching others lively.

Luo Xia ignored the gazes of irrelevant people, went straight to the bartender and ordered a glass of the cheapest ale, looked left and right obscenely with his head down, grabbed the bartender and asked in a low voice, "Do you know Link?" ”

The bartender gave him an indifferent look and replied without any waves: "Which Link?" ”

Luo Xia licked his tongue and asked cautiously: "Those who came to the underground city two years ago, the people of Shicheng, are said to do some special business to help people understand grievances." ”

"I don't know." The bartender glanced at Luo Xia disdainfully, and then ignored him.

Luo Xia was a little hesitant, and finally gritted his teeth, continued to pull the bartender's sleeve and whispered: "Brother, don't be like this, a newcomer like me, little brother, just make some hard-earned money by running errands." In this way, if you have news, let's divide it in half, otherwise, give a word, brother, I can give a deposit first. ”

The bartender hesitated slightly, looked at Luo Xia's shabby appearance, and shook his head firmly.

Seeing this, Luo Xia didn't force it, endured the uncomfortable sip of the inferior ale in his hand, and quickly disappeared at the door of the bar.

For several days in the following days, Luo Xia went every morning to receive the martial arts training of Du Han Du Fat Man. Every afternoon and evening, he looks like a decadent young man and wanders through the bars and nightclubs in the dungeon to find out the news.

That night, just when Luo Xia felt impatient and was about to give up, Xiao Xi's voice suddenly sounded:

"Master, at 8 o'clock behind you, someone has been following you for a long time."

Hearing this, Luo Xia turned around and looked around, but naturally he didn't see anything. But this doesn't matter, Xiao Xi's existence can completely make up for the information that Luo Xia missed and ignored.

"Hidden behind the wall 30 meters away, the information captured was initially judged to be an adult man."

The corners of Luo Xia's mouth smiled slightly, and then tightened. These days he pretends to be a low-end presence of a new intelligence trafficker, an informant. If you don't know anything, you come to find someone for your employer. I walked around a large area nearby, just under the idea of luring the snake out of the hole.

Those who may know the truth naturally can't sell the news of a wild killer to Luo Xia for a little money, this is a joke with their own lives. And Luo Xia never expected to be able to buy the news of the other party, otherwise the killer in the dungeon would have been sold out long ago.

But his seemingly reckless and brainless behavior is to bully the other party as a lone ranger, and he has no power to cover up his whereabouts. And this kind of rough behavior of looking for people all day right on the other party's soft underbelly, making him full of insecurity and anxiety.

The reason is very simple, believing a killer, it is difficult not to notice that there is a stupid person who asks about himself on various occasions every day.

Now there is such a very professional adult man, who suddenly follows himself, it goes without saying that there is a high probability that it is Link, even if it is not him, it must be related to it.

Luo Xia thought for a moment.

Giving up the idea of taking the initiative to lead the other party to a remote corner, he pretended to be a little uneasy and tried to leave the dungeon quickly.

Because, he can't guarantee that the other party appeared to kill his prestige, and he still came to investigate him cautiously. If it's the latter, then rashly walking to a secluded corner, isn't it just to tell the other party that this is a trap?

Sure enough, Luo Xia ran away in a panic, not only did not let the other party feel that he had been discovered and gave up tracking, but followed the situation.

Just as Luo Xia ran out of the dungeon not far from the front foot, a figure suddenly flashed in a dark alley in front of him. The height of 1.8 in his early years, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a centipede-like knife mark on his forehead like wrinkles destroy the whole person's plain and loyal temperament, especially the madness and paranoia in his eyes, which makes people involuntarily feel that this may be a guy with a tragic story.

It was the goal of Luo Xia's mission, Link.

Draw your knife, raise your feet, don't say a word, and rush straight with your head down!

Luo Xia screamed in horror and ran backwards with a tumbling face, the muddy water all over his body making the whole person look embarrassed.

Link quickly followed, smiling and slashing with a knife!

An ordinary person who doesn't even have a colonization suit!?

Where do you have the guts to mess with me!?

The shining sword light, through the moonlight and the dim street lamps in the distance, formed a curtain, chasing the back of Luo Xia's neck with the whistling wind.

A fatal knife is unpretentious.

This is a practical knife technique that has been practiced hard every day for the past 20 years.

Link once thought his knife was going to take an alien head. In fact, he sadly discovers that his knife eventually becomes a tool for him to kill his own kind in exchange for drinking money.

The wine turned into a ruthless knife when he drank it, which also made his knife even more ruthless.

"Die!" Link's indifferent face turned slightly red from the impending killing, and his breathing became heavier.

'Wow! With a crisp sound, while Luo Xia finished rolling, the iron rod that was originally in his hand poked out from behind his back and handed it over to his other hand.

The whole person was like a cheetah, and at the same time, the center of gravity was close to the ground, and the iron rod slid with the long knife that slashed at the back of the neck. Immediately took advantage of the opportunity of the opponent's middle door to open wide, and directly used the power of the sliding long knife to kick the ground into the air, and the other foot directly turned around and raised his knee to the opponent's Adam's apple between the lightning and flint!

The instantaneous switch of attack and defense made Link, who was a little light, stunned, and the other hand subconsciously blocked in front of the leaning forward. A tremendous force that suffocated him, slammed into his throat through the palm of his hand. The whole person was hit by a huge force and his feet fell back from the ground.

'How is that possible? How can ordinary people have such strong power? Link suffered an unexpected blow to his throat, and the dizziness and the huge pain made him have no time to think about it, and the colonization suit was activated instantly. The person was still in the air, and the crimson power began to permeate from the hand holding the knife, swinging the knife down, trying to cut Luo Xia who was attached to his body in two!

However, Luo Xia, who had finally acted in so many plays and took the lead, didn't give him a chance at all.

His whole body was like a monkey climbing, dragging and turning, grabbing Link's other hand with great speed and turning it behind his back, and then twisting it desperately. After twisting his arm with a 'click', he dodged his opponent who was wildly wielding the long knife in a few steps!

The whole process is smooth, like an antelope hanging its horns. The only fly in the ointment is the lack of a more lethal means of attack.

In other words, Luo Xia underestimated the strength of elite high-level professionals, especially the ability to resist hits.

After the fatal throat blow was subconsciously blocked by the opponent, it only caused a relatively serious injury and weakened part of the opponent's combat effectiveness. And the original intention of breaking one of the opponent's arms was greatly reduced because the opponent's strength was too strong after the breeding suit was activated.

Luo Xia looked solemnly at Link and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, and then smirked and violently connected the twisted arm.

The hoarse roar made Link's face unusually hideous, and the blow in his throat as if it was about to shatter made his breath full of pain.

Careless!

But the victory still belongs to him, Link!

He has no uniforms, he barely understands martial arts, and even if he is surprisingly strong and agile, he is still just a weak person struggling in vain!

Blood-red energy spread down the crimson magic stone from the arm, relieving the severe wound in the throat, and the keratinized external biochemical armor covered the entire arm and most of the back.

As a powerhouse who was about to step into the Bloodfusion Realm, the colonization not only purified his bloodline, but also gave him powerful additional strength. As a demon colonizer of the Extreme Dao School, his own strength is everything.

But he was so powerful, but he was almost killed by an ordinary person because of his carelessness? What a humiliation?

Link vows that this 'ordinary' person, who had accidentally injured him, would be tortured to death.