The opium house, the ultimate place of the depravity of secular man. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

No matter what status, whether it is a nobleman, a gentry, or a commoner, it is the same when you go to this kind of place: naked, lying crookedly on the bunk, holding a long cigarette pipe, salivating at the corners of the mouth, swallowing clouds and spitting fog, wandering out of the world. Of course, there is a slight difference: the rich customers are surrounded by sassy prostitutes, while the poor are left alone until their wallets are empty.

The receptionist at the front desk was a young woman with thick smoky makeup and flaming red lips. She was worried that her business would deteriorate some time ago, and the murder at the door a month ago couldn't scare those addicts at all, and before the blood stains dried up, these guys ran to enjoy life with all kinds of gold coins in their hands.

"Cherie, you little slut......" A fat woman came out of the back room, holding a thick ledger in her hand and spitting smoke out of her mouth.

"That stupid/out two more Els?" the fat woman asked.

"Yes, Cecilia, what a big customer!" Cherie said excitedly.

"Big patron, it's two El every time, do you know that the damn Clam Gang has pushed the black market price of the entire Vortham runestone to half of the official price, so much so that I have to go all the way to Bart City every month to exchange gold coins, or the boss will have to cut off my fat and use it to extract oil!"

Cecilia was the accountant of the opium parlor, and it was one of her duties to exchange the value of jewelry and other items that certain customers used to carry their bills. "El" is a valuable magical rune stone, it is said to have been carved in ancient times, it is quite rare, and it can smoke two of El opium every time, that guy is certainly not an ordinary person.

"Haha, just make money," Cherie patted Cecilia on the shoulder, "Help me keep an eye on it for a while, I'm going to shhhh 」

Standing from the afternoon to the present, internal urgency is inevitable. Cherie left Cecilia's complaints behind her, twisted her plump buttocks through the mist-shrouded corridor, and walked into the most secluded toilet in the store.

"Fuck, which slut got the torch out......" Cherie muttered and cursed in the cramped toilet as she suddenly got a hard blow on the back of her head and fainted.

"Whoa!" A bucket of footwater woke her up, and Cherie looked up in a daze, realizing that she had been taken somewhere in the sewers of the city with her hands tied behind her back, and there was a sturdy man squatting in front of her.

"Who are you and what are you going to do?" Seeing Sensai's face, Cherie couldn't help but chuckle in her heart and asked in fear.

"I'm still a nobody, but if I take you to Park Yoon-hee and tell him you're actually Makqin's wife's personal slave, then it's not anymore, right, Cherie? or...... It's time to call you Barbara. 」

"No! don't!" Barbara panicked, this guy obviously wanted to join the Clam Gang, and was going to use her as a vote!

"Hehe, it's not up to you to decide, I can't wait to see what happens to Park Yoon-hee when he finds out that his beloved white-skinned is actually Makqin using him as bait for a gunman!" the man laughed exaggeratedly.

"No, don't take me to Park Yoon-hee!" Barbara broke down, tears streaming down her eyes and makeup.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's go!" The man stood up with a fierce look, grabbed her by the collar by the neck, and carried her like a chick into a dark fork in the sewer.

"......Huh" Zhang Long secretly breathed a sigh of relief: it was really embarrassing for him to pretend to be so fierce just now, but the performance was quite successful, Barbara was frightened by the success, and the plan was half successful. I really didn't think I had a talent for this. Just as he was thinking, suddenly a strong feminine smell wafted into his nostrils, causing his blood to rush to his crotch, it turned out that Barbara was so frightened that he peed all the way, how could he stand this stimulation?

No, I can't be such a beast!" Zhang Long shook his head vigorously, and finally shook out the evil thoughts.

Fortunately, when the destination arrived, he was relieved, and threw Barbara into the corner where the torch could not shine, and the two figures were already waiting.

"What do you know about the gladiator that Makqin is interested in? Don't pretend to be confused with us, I know you've been at home for at least a week with Martin, so you must know something. It was a charming but majestic female voice who spoke, who was it if it wasn't Lady Elena?

"All I know is that he was just bought, an officer of Anteystig, captured in the Civil War, sold here as a slave, and Martin said he was a priceless treasure...... I don't know anything else, please spare me...... Barbara cried.

"You're lying," the owner of the thick male voice is none other than Esenhard, "I hope you don't go on like this." We know that Makqin has already bought off the captain of the security to transfer the gladiator out in advance and sell it to him, and then use other slaves to top the bag, and we also know that it is you who will lead the people with the captain, and we also know that after you receive the people, you will use the opium hall as a transit to hand him over to Makqin. So now I want you to tell me all about the location of the joint and the staffing of the captain's side, and stop pretending to be confused, otherwise...... You know what Park Yun-hee will do!"

"No, don't push me!" Barbara cried out in despair, "If I say it, Maxim will kill me too!"

Yelena sneered and interrupted her crying, "I said, are you still a slave of Maxim?"

Barbara was stunned for a long time, and finally reacted: her family tattoos and slave logos have been washed off, and she is no different from a free person at present!

"Tell us what we want, and we won't treat you badly. You'll get a sum of money, a fake identity, and a carriage to Bart City, and no one will be able to find you. I'm sure you've had enough of being a slave, aren't you?" Elena drew her a big cookie.

Barbara hesitated for a long time, and finally relented, and made all the moves. Yelena's offer was quite generous, and in this situation, what choice could she have?

At this moment, Hai Shan ran over panting: "Master, Lord Lady, Makqin's people have all been solved, and this woman's information is missing!"

"Good, good. Yelena smiled and walked out of the shadows, and a short wand flashed in front of Barbara, and the dazzling purple arc flashed, Barbara's eyes widened, and a terrible hole slowly cracked in her neck, and blood spurted out like a water gun, and the person fell straight back. Yelena took a step forward, the wand waved upwards in a dashing manner, another purple light, the blood mist was filled, Barbara was cut open, the huge wound extended from the crotch to the chest, and the corpse was also pushed upside down by the powerful momentum of the magic, and fell into the dirty sewage, and sank.

Zhang Long was so dumbfounded that he almost dropped his jaw. This is a very unpopular melee skill of the Secret Wizard of the Dark Three Miles: whether it is playing games or reading fantasy novels, few mages will give up their professional advantages to engage in melee combat, but Yelena plays so violently, it is really extraordinary!

"Let's go, it's time to smash Makqin's wishful thinking!" said Isenhard smugly.

......

In a deep alley at the junction of the eastern part of Washam and Skaburgh Market, a stuffy horse-drawn carriage was parked, and around the carriage stood five stout men in civilian clothes, led by an anxious look and nervously beating the broadsword at his waist. He is the captain of the vigilante with a thief's heart, and it is one of his duties to guard the inheritance of Martin, the "breeding pig" that is temporarily placed in the warehouse of the security team station waiting to be auctioned. But now that he saw the wealth, he was going to transfer the gladiator with Makqin before the auction, and if the incident happened, he would be sentenced to hanging, could he not be nervous? The four of his men did not dare to be ambiguous at all, and one by one they vigilantly held the crossbow that had been played, and waited for the battle.

"Squeak, squeak......" Another stuffy carriage slowly drove in at the entrance of the alley, and it was a majestic man like a mountain who drove the car, and the captain couldn't help frowning: In addition to the gladiators, the Makqin family has never heard of such a strong family or slave, it is impossible for the gladiators to be sent out to drive the car, is there a fraud?

The carriage approached and stopped, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and out of a fair woman wearing a robe and a pointed high hat came out, presumably the designated connector, Barbara, the personal slave girl of Makqin's wife, right?

"Barbara?" the captain asked tentatively, "have you brought the money and the people?"

"Of course. The woman replied, her tone seductive, "Let me inspect the goods first." 」

"I'm going to see you first, and I'll get the money and the people I want to exchange. The captain said nervously.

The woman beckoned, and the strong man hurried the carriage closer, spun in circles, and stopped with his back to them.

"Inside, that guy isn't honest, it's too tight to move, you can see for yourself. The woman said with a smile.

The captain gestured for his men to come and check. A guy with a goatee ran to the back door of the carriage and stretched out his hand to pull it open, but at this moment, the back door was suddenly slammed open from the inside, and the goatee was hit by the door frame, and immediately a gold star appeared in his eyes, and then a short spear stabbed head-on, stabbed deep into his howling mouth, and pierced through the back of his neck, and blood splattered on the spot!

"There's an ambush!" the captain shouted, and the remaining three men immediately pulled the trigger of the crossbow, and the three crossbow bullets went straight to the woman and the Hysan who rushed out of the back door of the carriage. Unexpectedly, the woman just smiled and waved her hand slightly, and the crossbow bullet fell to the ground as if it had hit some invisible barrier, and three ripples like water ripples burst out in the air.

"Mage, it's a word,!" The captain was shocked: the crossbow was slow to load, the first shot missed, in this face-to-face battle situation, don't think about a second shot, the other party doesn't know where to come, and there is a mage, don't you run away quickly Isn't it looking for death?

The three subordinates hurriedly threw away the crossbow, each drew his sword to protect the captain and ran away, but a burly figure suddenly flashed in front of them at the fork in the road, and in his hand was a repeating crossbow!

Continuous-firing crossbow, one of the most terrifying weapons of the Sensai gang, with a mechanical lever to wind and reload at the same time, the rate of fire is comparable to a revolver! Its range and accuracy are not very good, and it cannot be used in army field battles, but in the bloody streets, it is definitely a big killer.

There is no living mouth within seven yards!

This is a slight exaggeration by black market arms dealers, and now there is finally a chance to verify it. The ten-round magazine was fired in less than fifteen seconds, and two of the captain's men fell to the ground screaming, while the other was intercepted by Fichma, who was driving the car, and split his skull with an axe.

The captain was so frightened that he was about to flee when he caught a gap, but he was met by a spear that was like a rainbow. After all, he was a well-trained soldier, and he reacted very quickly, rolling to the ground to dodge, and when he got up, he saw that the owner of the spear was a mediocre-looking, shirtless Xiansai man, and the tense upper body muscles were quite toned. Looking around, the other enemies did not seem to be in a hurry to besiege, but watched the battle from the sidelines with great interest.

Damn, these Immortal Gangsters don't take me seriously!!The captain snorted, and slashed across with his broadsword. Zhang Long followed Kaisong's instructions, quickly retreated to dodge, and then moved to open the distance, his ankle exerted force, his waist rotated, and his arm guided the direction of the spear with strength, and another standard straight stab pierced the captain's heart. The captain dodged in embarrassment, Zhang Long was merciless, quickly retreated half a step, raised his shoulders and withdrew his elbows and wrists slightly rotated, the spear turned deftly, and his waist turned again, this time his arm also exerted force, and he accurately swept away, the captain could not avoid it, the spear shaft hit the left calf hard, the sound of bone cracking came, and he screamed and rolled to the ground.

"Kill him. Esenhard ordered.

Zhang Long pointed the tip of his spear at the captain's throat, but he also looked directly at his panicked expression.

Homicide...... This is something that I have never thought of, and killing a person with flesh and blood and a face full of fear is simply a fantasy for Zhang Long, who has lived in a modern civilized society for a long time! His hand trembled, and he couldn't stab it for a long time.

"Kill him. Isenhard grew impatient. Zhang Long was so nervous that his teeth began to chatter, what should he do? Is he really going to kill people like this?

"Click!" Elena's ghostly knife helped him out, and the captain's head moved to his neck in a flash of purple glow.

"I don't have the time to teach him how to kill," said Elena, "get that gladiator out of here." 」

Hassan, as she was the most clever, immediately ran to the carriage brought by the captain, opened the back door of the carriage and got in, and after a while she brought out a young man in shackles and brought him to Esenhard.

"Do you speak the lingua franca, who are you?" asked Isenhard.

The man raised his head, his unkempt black hair and stubble of stubble could not hide the arrogance of the nobles: "Son of Ragnar, Captain of the Third Order of the Angels of Anteystig, Saul von Heinrich. 」

"Impossible. Esenhard almost slapped him and said angrily, "Heinrich and his wife are blonde, and they can't give birth to a black-haired son, and they can't inherit the family name from an illegitimate child, who are you?"

"I'm his adopted son!" Thor said with anger in his eyes, "Not long after I was born, my biological parents were killed by Yvegro's bandits, it was Lord Ragnar who saved me, treated me like a biological father, I worked hard, and finally inherited his surname with honor, no matter who you are, you have no right to insult me like this!"

"The adopted son of the head of the Angel Knights, we've made a lot of money!" said Yelena in surprise, "Hurry up and clear this place, no clues can be found." Makqin's side shouldn't immediately suspect us about Barbara's disappearance, after all, she also offended Park Yoon-hee of the Clam Gang. 」

Clam Gang? Zhang Long suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind, the behavior of the Xiansai gang is very similar to the Italian mafia on the earth, for him, an otaku who often watches Hollywood blockbusters, it is really a super golden finger of a traverser to come up with this idea!

"Lord Lady," Zhang Long stepped forward respectfully, "I have a way to make Makqin 100% believe that the Clam Gang did it!"

......

The bell rang in the middle of the night, and Makqin walked anxiously in the halls of the mansion: Barbara and his party should have returned with the Anteystig, who might have been a paladin, but there was no news. The eyeliner on the vigilante's side didn't reciprocate either, what's going on?

His's wife sighed and said softly, "Husband, let's go back to the room and sleep first, it's so late, beware of being tired." 」

Makqin instructed a few henchmen to go out overnight to inquire about the news, and then dragged his tired body back to the bedroom with his wife, but saw a bulging mass in the quilt on the bed, and he didn't know what it was.

His wife lifted the quilt curiously, screamed and fainted on the spot. Makqin was also wide-eyed, and cold sweat broke out on his head......

The head of the best horse in his stable, at some point, was brutally cut off by someone, and it was put in the bed with blood!

"The Clam Gang...... They know everything!" Makqin was stunned for a long time before he said in despair.