"Here we are."

The hovercar is parked in a remote corner on the 70th floor of the basement.

After the two came out, Qiao Long led the way in front, he walked into a noisy bar, waved his hand briefly, and the two big men with flowers and arms guarding the door got out of the way.

Entering the red, loud, rotten and chaotic interior, the girl hid herself under a hood and mask, her eyes swept over the scene, and she looked at the crowd of people who indulged in singing and dancing with a little curiosity.

Soon, however, Jolon led her sideways across the dance floor, opening a small door and stepping into the cold passage.

Bang, after the door closed, the hustle and bustle outside immediately quieted down.

"Please come with me." His tone was calm, and it seemed to return to his old form.

There were no lights in the passage, only a few signs and LED lights at the foot of the wall emitted colored light, and walking in it gilded the two of them with a layer of blue and purple.

After crossing some distance, Jorgon stopped in front of a closed steel door, swiped it open with a card, and then twisted the heavy lock and stepped inside.

Inside, there is a downward passage staircase, which can be heard clearly by holding on to the steel handrail.

After continuing to descend for a distance, the two came to an elevator, which looked like it should have been built privately, very simple and cramped.

"It's a fast-track to the underworld, which we don't normally use, but it takes time." Jolon explained briefly as he waited.

The girl nodded slightly, not caring about this kind of thing, she stomped her foot slightly, and her perception stretched in all directions along the ground.

Unlike others, the narrower the underground, the stronger her strength is, because her talent is related to the hedron, she can condense and extract gems from the rock and soil at any time to seal and seal the space, and she can also shuttle at will.

Since she advanced, her natural abilities that were restrained in the past due to lack of magic power have been liberated a lot, and now even in the face of Qiao Long, she doesn't have to worry, even if there is an accident, she can easily leave, this is the confidence she is willing to come out of.

It's strange to say, I'm always a little nervous in the store or when I face my classmates, but in the face of someone like Joron, there is no psychological burden or nervousness, Hesia tilted her head and thought.

The two walked into the elevator and kept going down, and two minutes later the elevator door opened, and the two walked out.

Compared to the world above, the senses here are not so wonderful.

A pale light bulb illuminates the elevator exit, which is blocked by an iron fence, and the occasional voice can be heard.

Qiao Long walked over, then slammed the door open on the side of the hallway, and the original noise inside suddenly fell silent.

"Grab the gun and follow me!" Qiao Long frowned and looked at the smoky miasma in the room.

"Yes, Brother Long." A group of guys picked up the guys in the corner and at the table and immediately walked out.

"There is a situation in the south, ammunition is sufficient, and the brothers in the vicinity are called up and the cars are ready." He quickly commanded, and then the group immediately went into action.

Hehia walked over and looked at them busy and asked, "Is this a stronghold of your gang?" ”

"Yes, there are several more strongholds like this, and the pipes that lead to the upper levels are important." He explained briefly, and then asked a familiar junior to find a suitable weapon.

After listening to Joron's description, the little brother looked at Heshia who lowered the brim of his hat with a little surprise, and then went to the warehouse in the room next to him, took out a newer box, brought it out and handed it to Joron.

Opening the box, inside is a small and frosted black and purple pistol with a square barrel with a fixed square-framed sight.

The 'Phantom C-620', although it was a model from more than 20 years ago, has good performance and is now widely acclaimed, with low recoil, comfortable grip, simple firing, and easy chip-assisted aiming, suitable for novices, the only drawback may be that it is not powerful enough, but small conflicts in life are also sufficient.

"There may be some dangers on the road, but this one will be much more convenient for you to use, and it will not reveal your identity and abilities." Jolon gave Heshia the assembled and adjusted pistol.

Gun? Although it is an interstellar age, guns are also a slightly strange and dangerous thing for ordinary people, and the Federation's control over gun ownership is still very strict, and it is said that it has also learned the lessons of the turmoil in the past.

The girl hesitated for a moment, took out a pair of black and purple silk gloves from her pocket (actually a gap in space) and put them on, before holding the gun.

The gloves weren't hers, they were something left by her former sister, and they were a good piece of equipment, so she kept them with her after she gained her spatial abilities.

'Dai Luo Silk Woven Gloves' [Rare Bead Grade]: A special glove woven with purple Dai silk, which is flexible and has good strength, can resist common blade slashes, improve the fineness of magic control, and also has a weakening and suppressing effect on extraordinary blades, with three effects: [Tenacity Lv.5], [Magic Suppression Lv.4], and [Mana Control Lv.3].

This is the championship prize that my sister won at the school winter festival party that year, and it is also the treasure that Heshia has always pressed the bottom of the box, in addition, the family also retains several sets of Themia's dresses with extraordinary effects, but because of her size, Heshia has not been able to wear them.

Her figure is not as good as her sister's.

Although Heshia's financial situation has not been very good, these things have been kept and not sold, so she is actually a hidden little rich woman, but unfortunately I have not had this kind of consciousness.

Picking up the pistol and putting it in her pocket, Heshea followed Jolon out of the hallway and outside.

There are scattered lights hanging everywhere in the wide cave, and below are tents, scattered stalls, and people lying around, there is a lot of garbage under the ground, many of them have finished package packaging boxes, empty drink bottles, and discarded clothes, etc., the air is filled with a sour smell that is not obvious, some adults and children come and go in it, it is not crowded, but it is by no means empty.

There were probably more than three thousand people here, Heshia's eyes swept over, and she estimated in her heart.

"It'll be cleaner this way." Jolon led the way, Heshia followed, and many people from the underworld converged their eyes on the way.

They knew that Qiao Long, this was a powerful thug of the local 'Horn' gang, but the girl behind Qiao Long didn't know her, and judging by her slightly rusty and cautious way of avoiding the clutter at her feet, she shouldn't be from the underground world.

If someone else had brought outsiders down to the underground world, they would have been surrounded by them with bad intentions, but because Qiao Long was there, they were afraid of this powerful guy, so they didn't say anything at this time, and silently watched the two walk by.

However, there are also one or two who are bold and like to stir up trouble.

"Hey, Boss Qiao, what did you bring back today, it seems that you are still a chick, or you are tired of playing, give it a try to the brothers."

Hearing this, Qiao Long frowned, picked up the gun in the hand of the younger brother on the side, and pulled the trigger.

"No—"

Before the other party could beg for mercy, the flying bullet casings, the sliding bolts, the spilled fire and white smoke, bullets pierced through them, bringing blood splatters with them.

Then the gunfire stopped, and the unbridled creature fell to the ground, losing his heartbeat.

"Let people clean up, don't rot there." Qiao Long commanded, and the little brother on the side hurriedly responded.

The group continued to walk for a distance, and when they came to a garage, three underground off-road vehicles had already driven out.

Although the body is very dirty and covered with all kinds of condensed mud, the interior is barely clean, and it is estimated that people will occasionally clean it up.

A group of younger brothers rode in the front and rear cars, and Jolon and Tilan rode in the middle car.

After driving for a while, Qiao Long explained what he had just done.

"In the situation just now, you must deal with it ruthlessly, otherwise it will send the wrong signal to the people around you, and they will surround you like hungry wolves."

"This is not a safe area under federal jurisdiction, please forgive me." Then there was a long silence.

Hesia thought back to the fear and tremor that the man had erupted before he died, and the horror of those around her, and imagined what would have happened if Jorgon hadn't killed him.

If Qiao Long's attitude is not firm, then the people around him will feel that there is an opportunity to take advantage of it and start to coax and wait, and even the little brother around Qiao Long will have a lot of thoughts, so that the already fragile relationship between the two will collapse immediately.

Is this considered thoughtful, or is it that after staying in the underground world for a long time, she has become accustomed to this violent way of dealing with problems, the girl thought to herself.

Sure enough, it's good that this kind of place is still rare, but this time it's an eye-opener.

The vehicle travels fast, but the underground environment is harsh, and there are no smooth and wide roads, or it is already some kind of miracle that there are roads.

Sitting by the car window, Hehia saw a lot of people wandering in the underworld along the way, there was no internet, there was no entertainment, except for some simple food, that is, fighting, lying and sleeping, listening to songs and dancing around old-fashioned equipment, and the best thing was a large group of people around the projection screen, watching all kinds of videos stored in advance.

Some of these videos are old-fashioned classic movies, some are funny videos spliced and cut randomly on the star network, and there are also some vulgar films, and the people in them are not good-looking, but just twist their bodies like beasts, making it difficult for people to look directly.

There are no schools, no banks, no hospitals, no public administrations, only some gangs to maintain the most basic law and order, this is the neglected and abandoned underground world within the Emerald Skirt, and people's lives have degraded to resemble wild beasts.

Is there a shortage of people in the Federation, there is a shortage of people, but what is lacking is the kind of people who can create profit value, these people who have been abandoned for various reasons, most of them have been distorted by the environment of the underground world, have a bad character, have almost no sense of morality and shame, and because they have no contact with education, it is difficult to get a job, and it is difficult to enter Sequence 3 and above, if they are accepted, they will pay a huge cost of security, and they will also be strongly protested by local residents, which is why, even if the government knows that this group of people exists, it does not admit the reason for acceptance.

The vehicle drove through a rugged underground cavern, which was supposed to be blocked by various cave stone pillars, but it had long since been artificially demolished, and only a few were left on the edges to prevent the roof from collapsing.

"What do these people depend on for their livelihood?"

Heshea suddenly asked, as long as you live, you have to get food and basic supplies, the people of the underground world will not give food to others for nothing, and the gang cannot support the idlers like philanthropists.

"Some things are too inferior and ugly, so it's better not to know the eldest lady." Jorgon shook his head.

"Okay." Heshia also felt that she might not be so powerful now, looking directly at something too cruel and dark.

Is...... The girl sighed in her heart, although she was not very old, she had also inherited some of the memories of the previous two generations of color-level singers, and had seen the vigorous and thriving scene when the Federation was rising.

I don't want to, no matter how beautiful my ideals and beliefs are, they will slowly erode and rot under the wash of time.

Human beings, or life, always do not learn lessons, and the words and pictures seen in history are always too small and distant for people to raise respect. Perhaps only the unforgettable pain can make life change its past and remember it.

Heshea slowly closed and opened her eyes, the pale blue light swaying slightly.

Now she is not strong enough, and she has no ability to change the status quo, so many ideas can only be suppressed in her heart for the time being, and slowly realized in the future.