Extraordinary: Start with owning the system

At night in Manchester City, it is located in the subway passage between the industrial area and the residential area. After twelve o'clock in the evening, countless homeless tramps gather together in twos and threes, using the subway passage to avoid the traffic outside. cold.

Even in a large city like Manchester City, it is inevitable that there will be a huge gap between classes and rich and poor, and this gap is rapidly expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye with the rapid development of steam technology.

For example, the new hoisting machines at the port of Manchester directly caused more than 2000 workers to lose their jobs, and behind these more than 2000 people were more than 2000 families.

No job, no house soon, hiding like cockroaches until night.

Manchester City has a very developed subway network. Of course, after some subway stations were abandoned, it became a shelter for homeless people. However, I don’t know when it started. There seem to be fewer and fewer homeless people in the subway. .

Compared with the huge number of unemployed people transformed into homeless, this number is inconspicuous, but it is still noticed.

"Ding jingle!" A person shook the bell in his hand, and wanderers came out of the darkness like ghosts one by one. They followed this person into an abandoned carriage.

When they came out, their bodies were crumbling, holding a pitiful little voucher in their hands, their eyes were full of numbness, as if they had completely lost hope in life.

Wang Luo was wearing an ordinary gray windbreaker with the brim of his hat pressed down very low, and with a bulging backpack on his back, he walked straight to the person who was holding a bell and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute!" Wang Luo said suddenly, his eyes flickering.

The man turned his head slowly, he couldn't tell how old he was, because he had no hair or eyebrows, his skin was extremely pale, his pupils shone with a special light in this dark underground, and there were two obvious lines from the corners of his mouth to the heels of his ears The crack seemed to have just been sutured.

"I want to find your king Fishburne, take me to meet him." Wang Luo said lightly, he has obtained information from the hotel, and knows that in the underground world of Manche City, there is a person who controls all the homeless and big people. Some gray business people.

"You want to find the king? You should go to the palace in the capital." The man opened his mouth, showing his yellow teeth, and his face was full of sarcasm.

Wang Luo's knees lifted like lightning, and he flew the man up, and then picked up the man's feet and walked into the darkness. During the whole process, no one came out to meddle in other people's business.

"Bang!" Another kick kicked out, and several of the man's teeth were kicked out, and his face was covered with blood, but he didn't seem to feel the pain at all, and an unknown whining sound came out of his mouth.

Wang Luo knelt down and said coldly: "I know you are collecting blood for those damned vampires, do you think vampires can be your backstage? I think you are wrong!"

"I don't know what you're talking about. I don't know what a vampire is." The man's face changed slightly, and his eyes wandered.

"I believe Fishburne doesn't have such patience as me. If he knew that you were related to a vampire, do you believe he would pull out your skin?" Wang Luo said with a sneer.

"What do you want to know?" the man asked.

Wang Luo thought for a while and said, "Which clan do you serve? Does Fishburne know?"

"It's the Nofiler tribe. The king doesn't know about it. These dark races have only recently appeared. They are very rich and very orderly. They will use vouchers to buy blood instead of treating humans like livestock. Looting." The man replied.

"Naufele?" Wang Luo frowned slightly. The reputation of this clan is not so good. The main reason is that the members of this clan are relatively ugly, and their bodies have undergone mutations that are different from ordinary people. They are almost similar to the vampires of the Devil Party. , which also allows them to live in the dark underground.

The man struggled to stand up and said, "If you want to find the king, I'm afraid you can't do it anymore. The king has lost his scepter, and now a blood prince is in charge of this place."

"Anyone can find it?" Wang Luo asked, he was not worried about the tricks the other party was playing, even if he deceived himself, it didn't matter, as long as the people here didn't die, someone would always know some clues.

"You can take the No. 38 train to the residential area, and you will be able to meet the prince. I'm just doing business, and I don't want to be involved." This man said slowly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a silver dagger pierced his heart, and then his whole body began to carbonize rapidly, and finally turned into a pile of dust.

"I never said I would let you go, besides you are a disgusting vampire." Wang Luo said dismissively.

According to what the blood clan said, Wang Luo boarded the No. 38 train. His purpose was to assassinate the underground king of this city. He originally thought it was Fishburne, but he didn't expect that the blood prince would be involved.

The assassination mission was assigned by the hotel, maybe the hotel's intelligence was not done well, or maybe it was deliberately guiding Wang Luo to deal with the blood clan.

Wang Luo didn't care about these things either. Neither humans nor vampires really took it to heart. It could be said that part of this confidence came from the suppression of Chaofan by the will of the world, which is quite ironic.

The underground platforms of Manchester City are spray-painted with colorful graffiti everywhere, and the facilities are very old. The subway was originally set up to facilitate workers' commuting to and from get off work, so the subsequent city council did not think about continuing to invest.

Woo!After a shrill whistle, the steam train slowly drove over. The black metal carriage gave off a depressing feeling. All the facilities in the carriage were made of metal and then welded together.

Even though the carriage was made of metal, Wang Luo could still see the impact of bullets and marks of knives on it from time to time.

Wang Luo found a place to sit down. Even though his clothes were the cheapest ones he bought on purpose, they were still very decent and clean, and he looked a bit out of place among the passengers in the entire carriage.

Before finding the real target, Wang Luo didn't intend to cause trouble, but trouble will find you.

"Hey! Dude, your clothes are pretty. Can you lend me some?"

A young man with red hair in a tattered jacket approached Wang Luo and said with a playful smile.

"Get out!" Wang Luo said impatiently, without opening his eyes, he continued to close his eyes to rest.