Iceland (if it is a fiction), a small island in the middle of the Black Sea, with an area of about 110 square kilometers, has been a trading stopover and resting place for fishermen in the deep sea since ancient times. There are a lot of bars here, and they are all very large. You can not only eat and rest, but also trade, and gamble and entertain. Most bars have their own independent docks, large warehouses and small fishing boat repair shops, which provide one-stop services for docked deep-sea fishermen with accommodation, entertainment, gambling, trade, supplies, and maintenance.

Iceland is a small island, about 20 kilometers long and 5 kilometers wide, and its shores are full of docks where fishing boats come and go all year round. The buildings in Iceland are very dense, and there is almost no land to spare. The most prosperous area along the coast is basically bars, casinos, trading posts, warehouses, etc., while the central part is densely populated with red brick and white tiled buildings, as well as wooden and tin huts.

Every inch of land here is filled with a strong commercial atmosphere. At the same time, it is also the largest gold nest in the Black Sea. As long as you have money, this is paradise. You can eat ingredients from all over the world, drink sake from all over the world, and taste women from all over the world. It's a place where you sing every night and never stop. Countless young and beautiful bar girls, fat and thin, high and low, with different personalities and all kinds of amorous, will accompany you to get drunk until you are old and vicissitudes......

However, the premise of all this is - there is money!

If you don't have money, it's hell! Even if you drink a glass of fresh water, you will be charged......

It's a fisherman's paradise and a fisherman's hell. Some people get rich overnight here, and some people lose their lives here.

From a distance, Iceland's topography is high at one end and low at the other, and the whole thing looks like a piece of ice floating on the sea. Some of the coastal areas are steep cliffs, but this does not dampen the enthusiasm of the merchants. They set up a bar on the edge of a high cliff and then paddled a dinghy to pick up guests from the port. Finally, at the foot of the cliff, a large rattan basket is pulled by pulleys and cables to send guests up.

At this time, on one of the cliffs of the island, a bar called "Conch" is burning hot. The thick logs crackled in the flames, and the section exposed outside the stove bubbled with fine bubbles and faint water vapor.

The entire bar is filled with warmth and tranquility. Guests sit at the small wooden table, some are slowly cutting the veal steak on the plate, some are looking at the sea view at night in a daze, and some are talking to each other and whispering......

There were thick candles lit on the table, and the faint light of the candles reflected in the white and flawless snow through the small colorful windows. Red, yellow, blue, green and purple, like flowers blooming on a snowy night.

"Bump!"

There was a muffled knock at the door, breaking the silence of the dinner. The guests couldn't help frowning, and the people who came here to eat liked to be quiet. Otherwise, who would brave the cold wind to ride a small boat and run to such a high place to eat.

Then, a bunch of strong men crowded into the bar, chatting loudly as if no one was around.

"Brother Xiong, I heard that the grilled steak here is well done, so I specially brought you up to try it." "What's so good about this place, it's a small place, there's no show, there's no woman, what's the fun." "Yes, it's still 'Gold Coast' fun, there are a lot of girls and beautiful, and there are fireworks." "I'm here to eat a grilled steak, and I'm going to go down when I'm done."

"Boss! Eat! The strong man known as Brother Xiong shouted. His voice was so loud that the guests around him looked at him. Originally, some people wanted to persuade this group of people not to make loud noises and affect the mood of others to eat. However, when they saw the tattoos on the arms of this group of strong men, they immediately dismissed the idea.

The tattoo was a black anchor wrapped around a sea serpent with a scarlet tongue. This is the symbol of the Sea Serpents, belonging to the fleet, which is somewhat famous on the Black Sea. It is said that they often make cameo appearances as pirates, and they are very ruthless. In this sea, few people are willing to take the initiative to offend them.

Just when people were secretly shaking their heads, thinking about whether to eat in a different place, a girl of eleven or twelve years old entered through the door while the bar owner was not looking.

The girl was a little thin, dressed in a plaid cotton coat and carrying a small basket covered with gray linen. As soon as she entered, she immediately moved inward against the darkness of the wall. After a while, she came to a table, lifted the linen cloth, revealing the shelled peanuts inside, and then asked the guests who were eating in a weak tone, "Hello sir, do you want to boil peanuts?" Freshly boiled peanuts cost only half a silver coin. ”

The guest looked up at the girl, and the girl's eyes were a little hazy, looking silly and sweet, and a little pitiful.

However, the guest quickly lowered his head and continued to eat unmoved, as if he had not seen anything. In Iceland, such girls are everywhere. They make a living selling snacks and grow up to be bar girls. When he was old and decrepit, he changed his career to become a waiter. If you are older, you will become a cook or a cleaner.

Their mothers are usually bar girls, and their fathers are usually passing sailors. It is a tradition in Iceland that women give birth to babies when they become pregnant, men grow up to be sailors, and women grow up to be bar girls.

If you're lucky, it's every Icelandic woman's dream to send their mother to a coastal town to retire after they've achieved success. But if they weren't so lucky, they would stay in Iceland until the end of their lives.

Seeing the guest's reaction, the girl obediently turned around and walked to the next table. She has experience and knows that guests with this temperament will not buy her things no matter how much they are persuaded to do so.

At this moment, a hint of imperceptible cunning suddenly flashed in the girl's eyes. She spotted a good target, a young man in black, sitting across from a stocky, middle-aged man, quietly eating.

The young man in black was quite handsome, but his face was a little cold, and he seemed to be a quiet character, while the middle-aged man opposite him was honest and honest.

According to the girl's previous experience, teenagers and the elderly are generally the most sympathetic, the former is not deeply involved in the world, and the latter has seen all the vicissitudes of life, and there is always no tolerance for beautiful things. The most hateful thing is middle-aged men, who are both powerful and affordable, and basically won't do things that are not beneficial.

The young man in front of him, although he seems to be very cold, his friend is calm and honest. She grew up in Iceland, where people come and go, and she has long learned to read words and colors, and she also understands the truth that people divide things into groups and gather like like them.

This boy shouldn't be much worse......

Thinking of this, the girl mustered up her courage and walked to the table of the young man in black.

"Hello sir......"

The young man in black reacted extremely quickly, and as soon as the girl spoke, he looked over. That cold gaze was like a wolf in the wasteland, making people shudder. The girl involuntarily took a step back, and then lowered her head, wanting to leave.

"Is there something wrong?" The young man in black asked.

"First...... Sir, ...... Do you want to boil peanuts? The girl replied with a trembling voice.

"Brother Tie, don't scare the little girl." The middle-aged man opposite the black-clothed boy turned his head and said to the little girl in a gentle tone, "Don't panic, he's not a bad person." ”

"Am I scary?" The black-clothed young man grinned, a hint of playfulness flashing in his eyes.

The black-clothed young man was Iron Slag, and the short, middle-aged man was Feng Yun. They arrived in Iceland yesterday afternoon, and after a busy day and a night, they finally got their hands on the equipment they had looted in the institute. After receiving the money, Feng Yun decided to bring iron slag to this bar to try the grilled steak.

From the moment the girl entered the bar, the iron slag had already paid attention to her, and he could see through the cunning in her eyes. Her demeanor and temperament at the moment are very similar to a playmate of Iron Slag when she was a child. Especially in her seemingly hazy eyes, there is a hint of cunning in it, which is exactly the same.

It's just that this playmate is now a high-minded existence, always with a straight face, a non-smiling and solemn look.

The thought of being forced to kneel in full view of the day made the iron slag itch with hatred. In his life, on his knees, he had only knelt alone. However, this honor was forcibly divided by someone. Perhaps with the mentality of revenge on that person, he used this innocent girl as someone's scapegoat.

So, there is this scene now......

"No...... Isn't it scary...... "The girl said timidly, "you...... Your eyes are so beautiful. ”

"Really? Are you sure? Iron Slag put away his smile and regained his grim expression.

"Yes...... No, no...... Not ......," the girl said uncertainly.

"'Yes' or 'no', be clear!" Iron Slag asked in a deep voice.

"Uncle...... You're so handsome......" the girl replied with tears in her voice. At this moment, her eyes were full of tears, and she seemed to be about to cry.

The sentence "uncle" made the iron slag have the consciousness of an adult. He took a silver coin from his pocket and threw it into the basket, then raised his hand and motioned for the girl to leave.

The girl was stunned at first, then a little surprised, and then a little nervous and said, "Thank you...... Thank you! With that, she bowed to the iron slag.

Iron Slag touched the girl's head and said, "Let's go play somewhere else." ”

"Hmm." The girl nodded obediently, smiled sweetly, and turned to the next table.

"Brother Tie, the most important thing here is this kind of girl, you don't need to give them money, they are not pitiful...... Feng Yun took a sip of wine and continued, "These are the children of Icelandic warblers, they have their own fate. ”

"It's just a silver coin." Iron Slag said.

"One for each person, that's a lot." Feng Yun stretched out his finger and gestured, "10 people are 10 silver coins, 100 people are 100 silver coins, 100 silver coins are 10 gold coins, and 1,000 people are ......."

Feng Yun counted to himself, and the iron slag lowered his head to eat, but he didn't hear it.

“Cao！ Where's my wallet! Where's my wallet! ”

Suddenly, there was a loud shout in the middle of the hall. Iron Slag squinted his eyes and looked over, only to see a strong man slapping the table and standing up, looking around the hall viciously. Anyone who was targeted by him was like being bitten by a wild beast, and quickly lowered his head and pretended to eat.

In the end, the strong man's gaze stayed on the girl selling peanuts and pointed at her to drink, "Little smash!" Come here! ”

The girl walked over tremblingly.

"Where's my wallet?"

"I ...... I don't know......" the girl replied in a trembling voice.

"Take your clothes off! Prove it to us if you stole it! The strong man stared at the girl with round eyes, and under his forced gaze, the girl's thin body trembled slightly.

"No ......," the girl shouted as she grabbed her collar and stepped back.

"Take it off!" The strong man roared and reached out to grab the girl.

The girl dodged sideways, nimbly dodging the strong man's big hand, and then ran to the back of the hall......