Chapter 137: Underground Ruins

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Where the truth lies is not yet known. With his hands in his arms, he walked on the desolate earth. Lower Orwell has many mysteries. Among them, the ruins of the lower town are the most numerous. I don't remember, maybe it leads to the underground. The detective came to an abandoned mine, where there were many secrets, and that time, he replaced. The mine owner finds a lot of things, say, more. Estimated and relics, but that time countless people died strangely, and he also suspended the investigation.

He calmly explored the bottom of Yong. Holding a candlestick from elsewhere, it burns with inexplicable oil. While he can do things, the flame can often illuminate more. Darkness, nothing. The promenade twists and turns. In the place where the gas became more and more intense, it extinguished the candle flame, and then, turning on its own psionic vision, it continued to grope downward.

A few of the images are not under the look detective, he likes to think quietly, so, in the middle of the night, he often encounters inexplicable horror. The darkness is so great that no one wants to be alone here. Seeing in the dark, Yu Ji feels only panic every day.

If you deepen the darkness, you will feel fear if you are not in the darkness.

Nothing. The detective quickly waved his wand at a strange angle, leaving himself with nothing in the air. Then a spider fell from above. Spend a little bit in the screams.

the hell.

He had just felt that faint sense of secrecy, but he didn't expect such a strange thing to happen.

His right hand rubbed his eyes. It was these hallucinations that did not interfere with his cognition, and he must be vigilant and continue to grope downward. The tombs in the FAW district are connected to the WHE

e Outer post is also the beach. And where exactly is the connection, with the guidance of his wand, he came to the final stone wall. There was a rift here, and it was even more bizarre than expected. Everything is gradually extinguished.

Maybe as a human being can't find any way out, what if it becomes weird? , he pulled out the necklace that Kelly had given him. The necklace turns people into black mist. There was a pause in his eyes. In a concise life, he tucked the necklace into the project.

Sure enough, in the weird perspective, all. Not at all. There was only a black mist rippling throughout. He opened his eyes and noticed that it was dark. The outlines of all the gravel and grade caverns are unusually clear in front of you.

Instinct spreads from the mind and chest, hovering and twisting. It's like an hourglass, hollowed out by all the mines. Humanity greedily took all the resources from here, and the earth slumped in unison. One day, when all the sand disappears, the ground collapses.

The power of life, the strange underground, the unfamiliar road. In the wandering of Yongtao, he saw the creatures struggling in the mortal dust, holding the mine and dying here. They are all some. The poor man who wanted to make a fortune after the mine was abandoned was only because of the lack of coal in his home. I want to sell it. Unknown greed or the oppression of life make these people die here with no way out.

Darkness is falling. You are like an abyss that devours people, opening your twisted mouth.

The light became more and more light in the darkness, as purple and green moss were selected on the walls of the cave. They still grow resolutely in this environment, and then take root in the rock wall, revealing a hazy light little by little. Even if you can't see clearly, it's a ...... there.

Finally he found it. In bright and dim light sources. Out of the county circled under the passage, he saw the spiral. Timing down.

Fear, fear is based on fear, then stacks on top of each other and never goes away.

Instinct urged him over and over again. The non-existent eye flickered for a moment, and it followed its sanity and exited the place, waiting for the next exploration.

Perhaps he could go and find someone, like Marco, who the death knell had made him solid. A gray-haired black marketeer.

Black is the end.

Phew, yes

The AME is filled with unknown gore. I can use the cuffs to hide the smell of rust.

His recent outfit is very simple, still the old-fashioned trench coat. After going out of the 00s, hide the eyes and face measurement in the shadows. There is a black aperture in the body that is constantly dissipating, which means that it is also extraordinary.

In the dim tones, the waves are towards the white-haired old man lying in the dark city center underground. What did he write in his notebook? His family is more than three generations. His family feud with the shop has wiped him out, his population is thin, his father was killed by a certain generation of chauvin, and perhaps he is now alone, and his long lonely life and brutal life as Venom Man will definitely affect him.

It is not as arrogant and withdrawn as it seems, but it is full of peace.

Enter the black three-storey attic of the underground black market, far from the central point. It was found in the events that the death knell told him. Marco almost never leaves the underground black market. Here there is its own plant, perhaps because of the need for work, the cashier

The person in charge of the e-post is Ma Ke in Lingang. There was a villa in the middle-class district, but no one would go back, and his villa was often given to his distant relatives to live in.

These are just the first glimpse of the first man, Marco, and most people won't know anything deeper about him. Under the warm light, Marco in the center is lazy and laid-back, as if separated from time, hey, it is a converted tomb, and it is covered all around. Cyan slate, there are responsible personnel to maintain order.

Best wishes berets. Buy a few old badges and remove the black market.

The middle-class Little Cole district, where no one goes

eScientific Research Institute as well as various offices. No, a branch is being set up here, at the junction of the aristocratic districts of the region. It's always exciting as well as trying to cross classes.

The carriage galloped and finally stopped near the villa.

The iron door is emblazoned with the coat of arms of the Maca family, and after Chauvin's death, the coat of arms has become a symbol of power, and Locke is watching over it.

He saw Marco's distant nephew, who was mediocre, but had some male charm and little maturity, except for his flat look, some of the bureaus were fine.

The carriage stopped in front of the villa, and the man and woman got out of the car. After they got out of the car, they watched Jiahui think seriously for a moment. Calm down the thoughts in your heart and restore your face to the appearance of Gujing Wubo.

Little Pony looked at these. The indifferent actor smiled and stretched out his hand to invite them into the villa.

Now I can only get it from. A table custom as well as a common custom to judge those who belong to the theater actors. The female should be a ballet. The man didn't know.

Detective Locke on the top of your kitchen slowly turned into a black mist and floated past. Street lamps in wealthy areas. Little by little, the cornerstone of this corner seeps into the end. The black mist, with no facial features, finds their location and monitors them.

Sometimes it's self-conscious, but the ultimate actor doesn't do that. If there is a topic, there will be more in the newspapers. Controversy can. Let your fame spread wider.

Stand firm, and the rest slowly go to smooth out with time, and there are only four people in the banquet inside. The employer was invited to the rest of the room, and the atmosphere was not very good.

Because there was some quarrelling.

Tingting, you dissipate your anger, this is the red wine of 40 years ago. The treasures of my uncle Marco. Elegantly pour the wine into a goblet and push forward. A crystal cup shines in the sun.

It's just that it's even more disgusting to watch.

The actor knows the world well what is hidden inside, it is nothing more than an extraordinary control potion, in this era, there are still people who like to control the life and death of others.

Even they were able to earn huge sums of money who gave them. If you want to enter a higher circle, you need to pay a transparent certificate. and undergo a loyalty test.

Wouldn't they become the exploited class? Life and death are controlled, and money doesn't belong to you. Maybe all the money they've earned for years will be taken away by the monster in front of them who relies on the city to exploit their money.

The three of them took a deep breath, they knew it was sinister. At least for the time being, Wright's kind of thing is not uncommon. Wherever he is at the wine table or everywhere, he likes to control the life and death of others. There are newcomers who refuse. The entire career was interrupted and then turned away from the institution. The highest amount of compensation.

The three of them looked at the red wine glasses and hesitated. Greed, greed, if you squeeze into this circle, you are close to the upper reaches of capital. And the theater executives move more money every day than the banks.

It's just that most of the capital flow rate here comes from the black chain. Today, when the factory is closed, it is the only place that can turn a large amount of money from unknown sources into positive money.

If they can squeeze into this circle with a managed defense mechanism, they can get unimaginable money. Even if it's just one day, you can earn the amount of money that ordinary people will live in a lifetime. The life and death control on the surface is nothing more than an extraordinary cross. It is just necessary to pay the "Petition of Nomination". Does Zhang Si really want to be controlled by someone else? At least they know that the new generation will undergo such a test, and must accept extraordinary control.

As far as the upstream capitalists are concerned, their wisdom will not allow these entertainers to obtain huge sums of money. Before you reach the 10 centimeter standard, you can't become a partner, just an object of exploitation.

Transcendent control is the easiest to control these actors. and exploitation.

Everybody's eyes are on the business there, where the amount of daily transactions is close. Billion pounds!

It is an exchange point for all kinds of stocks, as well as lots, factories and all kinds of resources, and the exchange of resources is extremely barbaric in an era when the system is not completely completed. Also with the initial gore.

These theater actors have seen the hundreds of millions of transactions with their own eyes, and 99 searches have become realistic, and the scale of measurement has changed from the initial pursuit of dreams to the main force of power and money.

Regardless of their eternal exploitation. Capitalists can get what ordinary people can't get in a lifetime. Beautiful people. You can enjoy the strongest brains, top Kochi businessmen contribute to their companies, actors are never a naïve group, they will not let ordinary people know all this barbaric world jungle system, she tries to keep ordinary people to the world for the last time, so on the screen they either perform comedy or tragedy. He is Lunhua on his feet, and he is also retaining people's last yearning for society