The middle-aged man didn't react to the man's words at all, and continued to lead the way in front, during which Zha Lin saw with his own eyes many games that used his life and body as bargaining chips, the rules in this underground world called the Black House are very special, and what kind of game to play is completely determined by the value of what you want to get, and I don't know why, it seems that the entire underground world is trying to maintain a superficial balance,

For example, the father who wanted to save his daughter before, gambled his life for his daughter's life, and it seems that it is very fair to exchange one life for another.

However, this kind of gambling with his life is extremely unfair, because he only has a very low probability of letting people live, as if he is deliberately fooling this person to entertain everyone.

During this period, Zarin also saw such things as the teenager who gambled an arm in exchange for a drug for his mother and the drug induced patients who simply blocked their legs for money, they were playing some elaborate and exquisite but very dangerous games, and each defeat brought nothing but scattered plasma, only the cheers of the well-dressed people around them again and again or the scolding just because they lost the game, and nothing else.

The bloodthirsty impulsive character in human genes is vividly manifested in this environment, without a trace of pity,

Of course, these people are just like the middle-aged people say, no one is forced, they are just driven by a desire called hope to go on the road of destruction on their own, some people win, but they will definitely come a second time, even if they win the second time, they will come a third time, until they are completely devoured and destroyed by desire, few people can completely escape this strange circle,

Zha Lin looked at the back of the middle-aged man, as if looking at the devil depicted in the novel,

They never hurt anyone, but they lead people down the path of self-destruction. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Under the guidance of the middle-aged man, the group came to a huge black building, according to the middle-aged man, the building in front of him is the body of the black box, and the surrounding ones are just some outbuildings, which were slowly developed and expanded later.

Looking at the black building in front of him, Quercus has a new understanding of the naming level of this group of people, the whole building is like a whole, accounting for half of the size of the entire low building, before being blocked by other buildings in the distance and not seeing clearly, only to see the whole picture of the whole building when he got closer, the black building presents an irregular cube-like state, to be specific, it is like a half-spelled Rubik's Cube is thrown there, but the size is countless times larger, with a pure black color, it looks very weird,

There is no so-called windows and doors in the black building, the middle-aged man approached one of the prominent areas and pressed it with his hand, the original wall of the black building soon showed a door-shaped light, and then opened from it, and a group of people entered the building, the wall outside the building closed by itself, tightly closed, and it was impossible to see that a door was originally opened there, and the Zhalin did not see any mechanical transmission structure when he turned around, which was very magical.

After entering the building, Quercus suddenly felt a very fitting feeling, and it can't be described in words, but the feeling is not bad.

The middle-aged man led the two of them through the inside of the building, although the whole building looked very huge from the outside, but the internal aisles were very narrow, and there were many forks in the road, like a maze It was very difficult to walk, and it was also a shame for the middle-aged man to remember the route.

Although the building has no windows, the interior is not as dim as imagined, and there are no lighting facilities such as crystal light sources.

The middle-aged man seemed to feel that there was no need to explain these things at all, just lead the way in front of him, and in order to ensure his momentum, he couldn't ask anything like a curious baby, so he could only suppress the curiosity in his heart and follow behind the man, which was very uncomfortable.

After walking an immeasurable distance, Querca and his party were led into a small room by the middle-aged man, because the entire corridor was crooked, and it was difficult for Querca to judge where the place he was now was located in the entire building.

The décor in the room is very simple, out of step with the extravagant style outside, except for a pile carpet with a small sofa in the middle, and a low coffee table with cheap cups steaming.

There were four of them in the room, and there were originally two people there, among which a thin old man sitting on the sofa in the middle was closing his eyes at this time, and the dark-skinned brother leaning against the wall behind the old man was bored throwing a ball-like thing to kill time.

"Boss, the people have been brought" The intermediary changed his previous indifferent attitude towards the people of Zhalin and became respectful.

The thin old man slowly opened his eyes when he heard the middle-aged man's words, and the eyes seemed to be as sharp as penetrating people's hearts.

"You go down first, you are not needed here" The old man said slowly to the middle-aged man,

"Yes, boss" The middle-aged man bowed to the old man and slowly exited the room,

It's also strange to say that after the middle-aged man exited this room, the exit of the room was closed directly, and there was no trace of it tightly closed, as if there was no door there in the first place.

The retreat behind him was sealed, and the man only glanced at it with his eyes, and turned to look at the lean old man sitting on the sofa in front of him holding a cane, waiting for his next words,

The thin old man stared at the three of them for a while, and suddenly a sentence came out,

"It's rare for me to have a spirit envoy here, what is the purpose of how many people are here?"

After hearing the old man's words, his head buzzed, and he was actually discovered! No wonder the back road was blocked, thinking of this, he quickly made a gesture and reached out to touch the black pistol pinned to his waist, but found that the people in the room did not move, so he put down his arms and pulled out the gun, which was very embarrassing.

"When did you find out?" the man stared at the old man with a smile on his face,

"When you lose money in the underwater world" The lean old man looked ahead, but Zarin found that the old man's eyes were not focused, just simply in the direction of his group, and the old man seemed to be thinking about something,

"Sure enough, I found out, we came this time for an information"

"What information"

"About the Millennium Artifact"

The old man sitting on the sofa heard the man say the words of the thousand-year-old artifact, frowned slightly, and immediately returned to the calm appearance he had just now.

"Are you also chasing things that only exist in dreams?"

"That's my thing"

Listening to the strange conversation between the two people, he took the opportunity to make a movement to tidy up his clothes and withdraw his arm, and found that no one in the room paid attention to him, and he was very embarrassed.

The lean old man spoke,

"I do have information about the Millennium Artifact here, but why should I tell you" The old man began to smile,

"Please, this is Film, don't sell it, tell us, what to do" The man sat directly on the sofa opposite the thin old man, staring at the thin old man in front of him with his hands,

"What if I say that this information will be exchanged for your lives" The thin old man's voice suddenly cooled,

"Life can't be given to you, let's change it" The man remained silent, picked up a cup on the table and played with it in his hand, making the Quercus forest nervous for a while, for fear that the two would fight if they didn't agree with each other, so they could only tense their muscles and be ready to fight at any time.

The black-skinned guy behind the old man still looked bored, playing with something like a ball in his hand back and forth on the wall to catch and catch, not caring about what was happening in the house.

The serious expression on the thin old man's face softened suddenly,

"Hehe, it's been a long time since I've met such an interesting person"

"I can give you the information, and I don't need your life, but in exchange I want you to get something for me"

"Take what?"

The thin old man of the "black box" spit out two words tepidly, but it caused the man and Querca to frown at the same time,