On the streets of the upscale area, the cold wind was blowing, rolling up a few pieces of white paper and flying. Under the dim street lamp, a few wisps of light flickered, reflecting a depression.

Patch walked briskly, and his heart beat uncompromisingly when he remembered what he saw on the road.

It's terrible, there are broken arms and stumps everywhere, and there are dead bodies everywhere. The blood washed the earth and flowed down the grooves on the side of the street into the sewers.

Those ruthless demon soldiers kept searching, and the howls and fireworks filled the sky over the already oppressive city.

These are not the most important things, Patch was almost killed by several teams of demon soldiers.

He will never forget the way those people looked at him, ruthless, indifferent, yes, that emotion, like looking at a lamb to the slaughter.

"I'm going to live!" Patch clenched his fists.

Smack!

Soon, he stood in front of a golden building.

Ecstasy Bar, the most famous bar in the upscale area, is where people get drunk every day, and every day, there are people who are drunk here.

The noble demons saw this place as a casino, and the groveling slaves saw it as a temporary paradise. I'm afraid this is also the only gold cave in Qiwu City, at least, the people here live well.

Squeak!

Pushing open the door, Patch quickly walked inside.

The furnishings inside are still the same, those classical and elegant ornaments are silent in time, and the various lights are constantly rotating, creating a dreamlike world.

The circular stage in the center is dotted with countless hedrons, but it's a pity that there are no hot performances on it.

On the bar on one side, an elegant-looking middle-aged man was constantly wiping glasses.

Knock knock!

Patch buttoned the wood-textured top of the bar and said to the man, "Heh, you're alone today?"

"Those few have all gone back, at this time, who dares to run around. The man pouted.

"What about you?" said Patch as he jumped onto a high chair and crossed his hands into fists in front of the man.

"Somebody has to come to the bar, and besides, I'm different, and those guys don't dare do anything to me. The man whistled.

"It's chic. Patch smiled lightly, a hint of envy flashing in his eyes.

"Don't mention that, Patch, I've got news of the person you wanted. The wolf put down the cup and said.

"Are you alright?" said Patch solemnly.

"It's not good, it's a pity, he's a rebel militant! But he hasn't been caught, and he hasn't been killed! Of course, people are dying all the time, and I can't be sure if the news from a few minutes ago is accurate. ”

"Rebels, is that organization called Vlamir? I really didn't expect such a terrible existence in Slave City. Patch exhaled.

"Where there is oppression, there will be resistance, and I admire these people. The wolf said again.

"But they are destined to die. Patch shook his head, in his mind he had already given the group a death sentence.

The slave city has always been the slave city of the demon race, not to mention the large number of hidden armies in the lair of the Luojin River. Vlamir's revolution was doomed to failure, how could they fight their way out?

"So, I advise you not to have more contact with him, because if you are found out, no one will be able to save you. Sky Wolf sighed.

Patch was silent, reason telling him that what Sirius said was right, but could he let go of Ruiu, and could he let go of Zorvi?

"You'd better deal with that woman in your house as soon as possible, she's going to hurt you. The wolf said suddenly.

"How do you know that?" Patch's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly jumped out of his chair and took a few steps back.

"I'm the intelligence chief, how can you not know what you did in the morning, the credit of the demon clan is worth a few dollars?" Sky Wolf said disdainfully, "That's all your savings, if you don't have it, it's hard to survive in Slave City, for a woman, or a disfigured woman, is it worth it?"

"Of course. Patch didn't think about it.

"This damn blind feeling, what kind of beauty in the slave city doesn't have, you have to hang yourself on a tree with a crooked neck. The wolf exhaled heavily, becoming anxious.

"Sky Wolf, can you help me find it again?"

"You've decided, little bastard, it's not you who will die if you're discovered!" Sky Wolf sat down.

"I just want to live, to live with the people I love. Patch gritted his teeth.

"In the city of slaves, this is an extravagant hope! Everyone, the day is precarious!" the wolf smiled lowly.

"I'll live, please, wolf. ”

"One last time for you, Patch, remember your own choices. The wolf said and said no more.

Jingle Bell!

At this time, the bell at the door rang, which was the bell of the distinguished guest.

The wolf's expression changed slightly, and he motioned for Patch to step aside and stand still, then put on a flattering smile. The smile was disgusting and familiar to Patch on one side, and it was characteristic of all of them.

"It's empty, damn bugs!"

A humanoid demon in a fancy costume paced out.

The top of his head is covered with sarcomas of various sizes, and his green eyes are eeriely inverted triangles.

Troll Lux von Rocco!

One of the few powerhouses in the city of Enlightenment, and the true owner of the Ecstasy Bar!

"Good morning, Lord Von Rocco!" the wolf bent forward, not daring to get up in the slightest.

"Wolf, do you have any business in the morning?" said Von Rocco grinning as he walked over to the couch to the side.

"My lord, there is not a single business. Sky Wolf said with a bitter face.

"Bastard!" von Rocco cursed in a low voice.