Ph m "" ɑ |p s o gL5 & ' P eF Ǧ Nia, also known as the Pearl of the Balkans, is located between Hungary, Serbia and Romania, surrounded by the Carpathian Mountains to the north and the Mahra Mountains to the south.

It is a small, impoverished and backward country, like most countries in Eastern Europe, mired in regime change and turmoil, with economic downturns, partisan strife, and people suffering from war and disease, and the aftermath and repercussions of the upheavals in Eastern Europe are still spreading today.

Since the collapse of that great red empire, the situation in Central and Eastern Europe has been a state of decay, with massive increases in unemployment, high inflation, rising popular revolt against new policies and institutions, massive strikes, and severe economic hardship...... This is enough to drag the countries of Eastern Europe into a bottomless quagmire, and Latvia is one of them.

After the Yalta system was completely shattered, the pattern of the world showed a trend of multipolarization, and some countries, such as Hungary, the Czech Republic, and Ukraine, have temporarily gained a chance to survive at the cost of joining the European Union, while Latvia, a small backward country, can only survive in the turbulent wave of change, and struggle to survive in order to gain a glimmer of life.

This is the evil soil where the law of the jungle prevails, and there is no stable order, so the blood clan and werewolves who are hunted and expelled by the Templar mages will thrive here and lurk. Even with the power of the London Temple, it could not deeply affect this chaotic paradise dominated by gangsters, warlords, and political parties.

Shrouded in a dark green cloak, Dr. Doom finally set foot on the barren land where he grew up after twelve days of sailing, then transferring to a passenger plane. The grey sky was covered with clouds, with the occasional electric light piercing the clouds, and it seemed as if a rainstorm was about to fall at any moment.

Victor Doom walked out of the country's only airport with a black suitcase, and there were rows of old-fashioned cars parked in front of the door, and ordinary tourists who got into these cars were basically slaughtered severely, and those drivers had wrenches and iron bars in the trunk, and they would make you pay more money halfway down the road, and this was still the best case, and more people who suffered this kind of thing would generally be looted.

As for calling the police? In Latvia, sometimes even the police are robbed, and even with a gun, it is useless to meet an unreasonable taxi driver.

When you point a gun at a taxi driver, then it means that you have offended the entire automobile industry, and those taxi drivers who have signed up for warmth will come to the door in droves, which is not a funny joke or a low-level intimidation.

They have the backing of local gangs, a third of taxi drivers have delivered drugs or contraband, and those who want to make a living in peace have long been swallowed up to the dregs.

There used to be a popular joke that in Latvia, if you lose a dog, you can go to the police, and if there is a burglar in the house, you can go to the gang.

In the eyes of many people, the efficiency of local gangs is much higher than that of the police, and all industries have their participation and presence, and those legitimate industries or gray businesses have become inseparable, forming an intricate chain of interests.

However, compared to the warlord leaders and the big nobles with private armies, the gangsters have become little sheep who are powerless to resist, and they have to make a certain amount of "offerings" every month, and if it is less or late, your home will be bombarded with bazookas by a gang of armed thugs that night.

At the top of the country's food chain are the prime minister who holds the military power in his hands, and the political parties and groups supported by the power of Western countries, whether they are warlord leaders, old aristocrats who occupy a lot of land resources, or local gangsters, they are like tiny ants in front of them, and they can be trampled to death at will.

Victor Doom randomly picked a car to sit in, obviously his luck was not very good, the driver's greedy eyes were almost undisguised, always staring at the suitcase in his hand intentionally or unintentionally, presumably the other party was already thinking in his heart, how much money could be gained from this trip.

Sure enough, instead of reaching the destination, a luxury hotel in the center of the city, the taxi turned to the suburbs, and Doom turned a blind eye to it, he looked out the window at the scenery, and the unplanned houses were gathered together, most of them were made of tinplate as a building material, and the tinplate had a layer of electroplating, which was less prone to rust than other thin iron sheets, and could make the humble house survive the rainy season.

In the slums on the outskirts, this kind of house is quite good, and most of the houses on the periphery are made of a few wooden planks, which leak and rot in the rainy season, and are filled with a cold and damp smell, and every year strong winds blow, and the collapsed houses can crush a whole person.

The stiff face under the steel mask twitched suddenly, Dum had lived in this kind of slum since he was a child, and he had to run kilometers of muddy roads every day to get to the only school in the town, and it was naturally impossible for a child from a poor family like him to go to a private school in the city.

In fact, even the public schools funded by the city hall were struggling to finish on scholarships, and if the trajectory of his life did not change, Victor Doom, a successful man who had been a great success on Wall Street, might drop out of high school and go to a factory or shop as an apprentice, and if he was lucky, he might be able to accumulate his first money with his brilliant mind, start a small business, and slowly develop into the ranks of the middle class, escaping the life of living in the slums.

The turning point in Doom's fate occurred when he was fifteen years old, when he met a kind priest and was fortunate enough to enter the downtown library on the recommendation of the other party, and then he was hungry and thirsty for studying, and those dusty books on the shelves became the key to Victor's new world, and climbed the steps to a higher goal.

Poverty can drain a person's will, but it can also stimulate the potential of the heart, and Victor Doom, a child who showed his talent at a young age, received an acceptance letter from the State University of New York and a guaranteed place in Latvia thanks to his diligence and self-study.

As for going to the United States and starting a new life, from the peak to the trough, that's another story.

The memory came to an abrupt end.

The moving car turned off and braked, and the skinny driver pulled out a wrench from under the seat, stared at Doom with malicious eyes, pointed to the trunk in the back seat, and said in accented English, "Bring that one." ”

The commanding tone, without a trace of discussion, the driver's right hand holds a metal wrench, which can easily make a hole in the passenger's head, and the left hand holds the telephone, and can call a large number of peers at any time, if this outsider dares to resist, the best outcome is to be looted and thrown on the road.

As for the bad ending......

They may be treated as missing persons, registered in the mountains of unfinished cases piled up at the police station, or sent to private clinics for the removal of organs from the body for trafficking...... In this way, the brilliance of human nature or the justice of the law cannot radiate to every corner of the world, darkness is everywhere, and evil occurs from time to time.

"You shouldn't do that." Viktor Doom replied with a Latvian accent.

This made the driver stunned slightly, and then he saw the other party lift the dark green cloak, and a hideous and cold steel mask appeared, and the empty eyes reflected a cold light, which made people feel cold all over the body.

"You...... Ho ho! ”

Click.

With a slight sound, Doom easily snapped the driver's neck, glanced at the phone that had fallen on his seat, and dialed it.