The day Dick came to Almatah was a stormy night.

Heavy clouds converge on the horizon, signaling a storm to come. From time to time, lightning lit up the gloomy sky, the sky was overcast, the wind was fierce, and the temperature dropped several degrees out of thin air! Does this herald a bloody coming?

The raging wind and rain were tearing at the stone walls of the bar lobby, and the storm was howling against the windows.

In the bar, Nanyang ronins sit around a large round table.

They seemed anxious because this night was the date they had made up with their regimental commander, Watanabe Yano, and when they had heard that someone had come out of the 'Ruins of the Eternal Night', they took it for granted that even if only one person came out of the 'Ruins of the Eternal Night', it would have to be their leader.

But now the head of the regiment, Watanabe Yano, has missed the appointment.

In the midst of this group of big men with teeth and claws, there is a figure that is not so annoying, and he is Dick.

Dick had to fulfill his pact and give the map of the Ruins of the Night to the people of Paradise, because the people of Paradise had promised that if Dick could get out of the Ruins of the Night alive and give them the map, he would be free.

He could have walked away, but if he did, he would have the reputation of being a slave for the rest of his life, and he would never be able to face the insulting magic Clark head-on.

The place of delivery is this bar, the name is 'Bloodflower', and the date is today.

Dick was led by a waiter to retrieve what he had brought with him before entering the 'Ruins of the Eternal Night'.

This is the black cloth that Rose handed him, this black cloth is a token, but he doesn't want to use it yet.

At the moment, in this bar, Dick can only wait patiently.

He carried in his arms the magical map of the 'Ruins of the Eternal Night', which had been destroyed by the high-yield nuclear radiation, and which he had drawn just yesterday based on his own memories.

Click......

The sound of high heels stomping on the ground was heard.

A bunny girl who attracted the eyes of almost all the men present came over, the beautiful waiter shape of the bunny girl was very bold and cute, a short black skirt with hollow stockings showed the temptation and charm of the model's figure, the reason why it was eye-catching, mostly because of its Peugeot appearance, a big red dress with long heels to show her tall figure, whether it was the shape of the bunny girl or her figure is very charming.

But Dick's eyes didn't follow Bunnygirl, and his attention was on a note that appeared on Dick's table out of thin air as Bunny Girl passed.

Everything was so natural, as if the note had been here.

In the midst of the storm, Dick took the note, and according to the guidance of the note, he first walked through the chaotic and chaotic downtown area of Almatur, then through the muddy and bustling market area, and finally walked for another 20 minutes, and finally the huge black wall appeared in front of him, which was the southern wall of Almata.

The white huts under the walls, densely arranged like pigeon cages, were the red light district, and the note directing Dick was there.

Dick's ears heard the faint rhythmic sound of heavy metal music, which was the sound of the ecstasy cave in the red light district. It could only be heard in the red-light district, but Dick was not in the mood to appreciate it, so he made sure of the target and walked towards the row of white huts on the far edge.

It's late at night, and in this supposed quiet night, there are bursts of rhythmic richness in the dim and foggy night scenes, bringing in a very strong sense of weird, crazy, and ecstatic music.

It's an extremely ordinary grocery store.

In the curtain of this inconspicuous window frame, a man's face can be faintly seen inside, and the eyes of this face are so sharp that people dare not look directly.

The man was looking through the cracks in the curtains, his gloomy eyes unexpectedly flooding with memory and pride.

He himself is a beggar, or even a beggar. Once upon a time, he also lived in this smoky city, and was one of the street rats.

In the early days, as long as he could eat enough, he did anything.

After making his fortune, he was willing to participate in any profitable business, at first food, goods, mercenaries, forbidden drugs, slaves, and finally focused on the sex industry and assassination.

Today, his name is well-known in the upper echelons of Almatu, among the grassroots civilians, and even in the entire underground world of the Monto Empire.

For decades, he earned every coin by any means, and even used money to bribe women, and finally trampled countless corpses to climb to today's status, becoming the pinnacle of legend.

Naturally, he succeeded in obtaining the honorable and noble title of 'His Highness' and broke away from his lowly civilian status.

After that, with his own extremely strong strength, he was exerting convincing means, not only became one of the underground masters of Almatu, but also set foot in the underground kingdom involving the Monto Empire, and now has become a member of the top upper class of the Monto Empire.

It seems that everything in his life has been sold by him, but the only thing he has not sold is something called 'conscience' that no one will believe in deep down.

Because he was a legendary assassin and received the title of Templar, he was extremely good at disguising his tracks!

Therefore, few people know that the owner of this inconspicuous grocery store in the red light district of Almatu's southern city, this middle-aged man who is not good-looking, is actually a peak legend, one of the underground controllers of Almatu.

His name is Tu, and those who know his identity are called Mr. Tu respectfully.

Mr. Tu picked up the silver wine glass in his hand, shook the wine that was like blood inside, and put it to his lips to taste it casually.

Under the moonlight that penetrated the window of the grocery store, a ** and sexy female body was kneeling in front of Tu. Her hands and feet were in jet-black shackles, and her snow-white skin was particularly dazzling against the bright moonlight.

But on her equally snow-white and proud twin peaks, she actually had a tattoo tattoo, and the blue-green words "Mr. Tu's special" were written.

"You respect me enough to give me a 'golden flower' as a slave girl. Although 'Funeral Flowers' has a plan for 'Funeral Flowers', I also have my principles and bottom line, and I can't control other places, but Almud Tu has the final say. So before I'm completely tired of you and your organization, hurry up and disappear in front of me. Tu's voice was very cold, and he didn't have the tenderness that a weak woman should have.

The woman trembled at the terrifying breath of Tu, but she still knelt in front of Tu humbly, climbed to Tu's feet, kissed Tu's leather shoes, and then walked out of the grocery store step by step and disappeared into the night.

Quiet and noisy are always opposite!

Jim, the owner of the barber shop next door to the grocery store, gave a soft "um", and he was not alone on the huge bed, but also Susan and Elena, who were sitting on the floor on the other side of the bed and talking, and the two girls snuggled affectionately, chuckling from time to time, and then they found that Jim, the client they served, had woken up.

"You two little **, I almost killed myself, I don't know when I fell asleep!" Jim teased the two.

“…… Hee-hee, well, Boss Jim... Big Brother Jim is really good, neither of us can handle you. "It's Elena's sweet voice, and Elena's voice is so greasy that it drips.

Susan came to Jim's feet, skillfully massaging the muscles on Jim's legs with both hands, she was obviously systematically trained, and the sour and numb feeling made Jim can't help but get up.

Elena sat next to his left shoulder, feeding a peeled Deborah into Jim's mouth. Well, sweet, juicy, and luscious, Jim almost ate his own tongue with it.

Jim twisted a frenzy on Elena's pretty face, looked at the beauty's blushing pink face, and listened to her panting softly, all of which made Jim's heart flutter again, and soon this barbershop would be full of spring again.