Alcohol is prohibited in Cairo.

Forbidden colors.

Even revealing clothing is not allowed.

While relaxed for foreign tourists, the bans are particularly strict in places like the Old Town, where Arab architecture is everywhere.

But not here.

The damp, underground corridor was full of demons.

There are always openings in the stone walls on both sides, and the beer in them can be taken as much as you like.

It seems to be an old underground fortification, now a paradise for the fallen.

The dancers are no less open than in Europe.

Qin Kun looked up, and on the ceiling of the underground corridor, the symbol of the inverted five-pointed star hung there unabashedly, and some symbols symbolizing evil abounded. This is Satan's territory, a depraved paradise beyond the earth!

The 'Iblis' of the Arabs is, to some extent, the 'Satan' of the Europeans, the concept of demons, which exists in religious countries, and they were created to test people's hearts.

It is clear that all the people here have not passed the test of Allah.

Qin Kun passed by two men and women who were fighting against the wall, and the sound of glamour in his ears was endless, and next to him, a mature woman with smoky makeup with a low neckline took a cigarette in her mouth and blocked Qin Kun's way.

"Young man, if you go further from here, you will have to pay."

Fishnet stockings, smoky makeup, snake earrings.

The marked Qi bangs and curvaceous figure, the last time Qin Kun saw it, it was in the movie 'Cleopatra'.

"Paid? How much money? ”

"Look at it."

Qin Kun took out a beautiful knife and stuffed it into her neckline.

The mature woman smiled and leaned closer: "Welcome to the 'Black Alley', this should be your favorite underground paradise." ”

She accompanied Qin Kun and continued to walk down.

On the way, Qin Kun saw everything fresh, Qin Kun thought that this was an underground boxing stadium, but now he found that it was not just an underground boxing stadium, it should be said that it was Cairo's 'black market'.

On both sides of the passage, there were people selling food, medicine, drink, and even many pink rooms with pythons in them, and if you looked closely, some women were lying lazily in the snakes, and the holes in the walls marked their prices.

"My name is Tiabka, are you visiting the Dark Alley for the first time?"

"Hmm."

"Your local dialect is pretty fluent."

"Thank you."

"What are you here for? Here you can taste fine wine, play with beautiful girls, experience the secret medicine of Egypt, go to parties that are out of reach of the outside world, or fight demons from all over the world. ”

Tiabuka's bangs were shining, her deep dark eyes shone brightly, and the corners of her mouth twitched, revealing a confident smile: "Or find some wizards' help to solve some troubles that can't be solved in the sun." ”

Qin Kun said: "It's really more interesting than something in the sun, but I'm here to keep an eye on a monster, he may have gone to your 'Colosseum' here." ”

Tiabka shrugged her shoulders, it's a pity, if Qin Kun experiences other projects, her commission will be very high, if she goes to the 'Colosseum', she won't have much income tonight.

But it doesn't matter, following such a young man is a kind of enjoyment.

She quietly hugged Qin Kun's waist, this oriental man, the muscles on his body were like iron, she had not seen a muscular reckless man, but this kind of touch can provoke the touch of her heart, which is not so vivid.

"Who are you?" Qin Kun looked at Tiabuka and said curiously. This woman, up to 30 years old, has yellow skin, although darkened, but has no European or Middle Eastern characteristics, and her bones are very similar to those of Asians.

Tiabka smiled: "I am an Egyptian, an ancient Egyptian. ”

Qin Kun smiled: "Egyptian civilization has long since perished. ”

Tiabka lamented: "Yes, but the ancient Egyptians still exist in the world. It is a pity that we have lost the knowledge passed down from our ancestors, and we have become weak and need to be sheltered. In the dark alley, I am just a slave to the devil. ”

"Are you proud of this?" Qin Kun asked rhetorically.

Tiabka covered his mouth and smiled: "At least, the demon gave me hope to live. ”

That's the end of the conversation.

Qin Kun didn't taste any wine, and he didn't need a mature woman to lead the way, so he went straight to an underground workshop vacant.

It was transformed into a boxing ring, and the people inside had different expressions and shouted rudely at the fighters in the ring.

There were mountains of banknotes piled up next to them, and several uniformly dressed and good-looking men sat next to the piles of money, guarding the wealth of these gluttonous people.

In the ring, the two men were fighting in an almost bloody way, Qin Kun didn't notice the burly guy just now, so he sat in the stands.

"Did you find the person you're looking for?"

Qin Kun shook his head, looked at the two guys in the ring, both of whom were wearing iron necklaces around their necks, and paused: "He may be on the court later." ”

"Is he a 'Mamluk' who sold himself in a dark alley?" The mature woman was stunned and lost her voice.

Mamluk?

"What's that?"

"The 'Extremely Brave' who once struck the Mongolian demons! They were the top war slaves, they were born to fight, 900 years ago, they had completely annihilated the Mongol iron cavalry and protected Jerusalem, and the European crusaders were no match for them! ”

The mature woman was shocked, "The Mamluks were originally slaves, and there is an unwritten rule in the dark alleys that anyone who participates in the fight must join the Mamluks!" ”

Qin Kun was stunned, he didn't know much about history, but he knew about the Mongolian iron cavalry and the crusaders.

On the steppe, the recently deceased great witch Zhu Bilgong is the descendant of the Mongolian elite.

'Wolf King' Bi Legong is also the only person who can draw with Ge Zhan on the road of life and death in China.

Not to mention the Crusaders, the most elite knights in it are the 'Templars', who have been photographed in the mirror last time.

These two inheritances, 900 years ago, should have been in their heyday, and they would be defeated by this unheard of 'Mamluk'?

So how strong are the 'extremely brave' in this group of war slaves?

Qin Kun's curiosity was aroused all of a sudden: "You mean, these 'extremely brave people' are the people who fight black boxing in the black alley?" ”

Mature woman Tiabuka smiled: "Only the top Mamluks will be called 'extremely brave', and the others are war slaves." These people on the stage are slaves. ”

The bloody scene, the cruel underground, Qin Kun became interested, and as soon as he was excited, he was a little hungry. The old monster of Huangquan in the Ten Dead City, will he encounter the 'Extremely Brave' sitting here?

Qin Kun really wanted to see that scene.

"Is there anything to eat? I'll have to watch the game in a moment. Qin Kun handed over a beautiful knife.

The mature woman said: "Oriental vegetable root fried cod sticks are very popular. ”

The mature woman came back shortly after leaving, carrying a family bucket-like thing, with large pieces of cod sticks inside, wrapped in potato flour, and what seemed to be fried together with mustard.

This is fried in mutton fat, it smells a little fat, Qin Kun fed it in one bite, and found that it was not bad, with vinegar soaked in onion juice next to it, this taste is indeed much smoother than the food sold outside.

The mature woman praised: "The food in China is indeed delicious, if I have the opportunity to go around there, I must taste the delicacies from all over the place." ”

Qin Kun was helpless: "There is no 'Oriental vegetable root fried cod sticks' in Huaxia." ”

A bucket of fried food couldn't stand eating, the battle on the stage was over, a dirty strong man was carried down covered in blood, and a responsible person probed his nose and directly ordered to bury it.

In the stands, most of the annoyed people began to curse, and some of them were even spitting in excitement, this guy was defeated, and they may have lost months of their living expenses.

However, the next one also kicked off.

"Next, there's the new war slave, a monster who doesn't understand human language! He's coming to challenge Fahan, let's wait and see! ”

A burly, misshapen figure slipped down from the ventilation duct overhead and slammed into the platform, shaking the ground around him.

Colorful flowers fluttered, new odds appeared on the humble display, and the odds of the monster turned out to be 2 to 1.

"Why is his odds lower than mine?!"

The winner just now roared at Fahan, and here, the lower the odds, the stronger the evaluation.

Qin Kun took out a whole pile of beautiful knives, handed it to the mature woman, and said, "Help me bet on that monster." ”

The mature woman was surprised: "This kind of gambling is usually manipulated by the person in charge of the Mamluks, don't look at the strength of that monster's assessment, but what if it is invited?" ”

Qin Kun sneered: "If you win, you will be divided by half." ”

The mature woman immediately shut up and obediently did so.

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