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Chapter 393 Divorce ([-])

Leather clothes, heavy metal, rock music, gangsters talking loudly in the noise.

Coupled with a black flame graffiti inlaid with a roaring skull, this is the scene inside the Deepfire gang.

Turing strolled into this ruined building made of dilapidated metal and building materials, and his ears were full of death rock music roaring from the subwoofer.In addition to graffiti, there are also a large number of paper posters of fighting beasts hanging on the walls, and they are painted with various cool shapes under low-level aesthetics by oil-based pens.Turing even saw his own poster, a leather jacket with rivets was drawn on his body, and a string of huge words full of tension were written on the wall next to him——

"The strongest!!!"

Turing suddenly felt inexplicably embarrassed goosebumps.

The gang member Turing chose seemed to be just an ordinary cadre. His entry did not attract much attention. Even the gang sentry at the door just looked up at him and then moved his eyes to other places.

This is not the Black Arena, because such a building cannot support a ring-shaped arena, even a small one. This is the base of the Deep Flame gang, and the Black Arena is located underground.After a few minutes of walking through this rebuilt ruined building with no plan at all, Turing found the "ticket gate".

There were five gangster guards standing beside the huge gate. People in twos and threes bought a kind of tinfoil long hard paper printed in batches from the window built with scrap iron, and handed it to the "ticket inspector" next to the gate. The place looks like the entrance of a movie theater built in the ruins, except that it is surrounded by torches, and behind the entry gate, a beast's head is also indiscriminately made of rusted iron sheets, and below it is the entrance ladder.

"Heka? Are you back?"

At this time, the short-haired man next to the ticket gate raised his palm to Turing, turned over and jumped off the broken stone pillar under his buttocks, and quickly approached:
"What about the group of people you brought?"

"Still outside, I caught a fat sheep that came in from outside, and I told them to adjust slowly." Turing looked at the cadre in front of him, who was wearing a tattered leather jacket.

"Hey... Did you find something good again? I brought it back secretly, right..." The rotten leather jacket was about to put on Turing, and Turing immediately reached into his arms and took out a box of instant food :
"Brought you a present."

The gangster flipped through the things in his hand in a daze: "Bring it from the second ring? Not bad..."

"Just now I saw the airship of the people in the city, what happened?" Turing casually leaned against the broken brick wall next to him, glanced at the crowd who were buying tickets to enter, and began to inquire about the situation .

They were wrapped in tattered coats, and there was a hint of nervousness and fanaticism in their expressions when talking with others, and at the same time they did not dare to look at the gang guards next to them.

"What else can it be, those people wearing dog skins are coming to 'buy' again."

Purchase?

Turing frowned.

Although Turing knew that these guys came for Trent's secret, but what is the purchase?

Even the packaged food is greedy for the things in the convenience store on the second ring road of Puniska, the things that can be traded with the Royal Guards in the Anding District...

The pupils hidden under the holographic image shrank slightly, and Turing became more convinced of his previous guess.

From another point of view, the gangs here are indeed inextricably linked with the Tumi Chamber of Commerce, and it is even possible that they are controlled by the Tumi Chamber of Commerce.

"However, this time seems to be a little different, he came a little early, and the boss seems to be talking to them in person." Rotten Leather added.

"Where are they?"

"Where else can it be?" Rotten Leather Yi glanced at Turing strangely, stuffing the food in the box into his mouth, "It's the old place."

The corner of Turing's mouth twitched.

Of course he didn't know where the old place was.

Now it seems that the two groups of people have been handed over. It may be better to follow Trent's clues to find things, but...

"Isn't the guy you bet on coming on stage today? What are you still doing here? But before you go to the stage, you have to go to Pierce's office first, the boss seems to ask him to call you out , by the way, change your broken gun." The rotten leather jacket babbled, pointing to a small door next to it.

"What's the matter?"

"How the hell would I know?" Rotten Leather shrugged, "Faith and the others have already been called over, you can ask him about the situation."

Glancing at the small door, two gang members just got in, and it should be the "Feisi" that the rotten leather jacket mentioned.Turing nodded, turned and followed the group.

In this kind of place, the insiders and customers must not take the same route, and Turing knew this.But at this moment, time is getting tighter and tighter. If there is no more guide, he may have to go in directly through the ticket gate with some strange eyes around him.

Below the small door is a narrow and loose iron corridor, which is built around the wall of a huge hollow. As it gets closer to the bottom exit, a noisy roar and a familiar roar are getting closer.

As the bright exit was drilled, a wave of heat rushed in, and the noise of the crowd and the roar of monsters instantly engulfed Turing.

A small arena appeared in front of his eyes. The crowded but chaotic auditorium was full of roaring spectators. A precarious stage was suspended from the highest point of the arena by a large number of steel cables. The roar of the beast pulls out a noisy and rhythmic vibrating rhythm, and the top of the electric guitar spews out clusters of flames.

"Heh, there's also the BGM."

Turing stepped out and squeezed into the area below the auditorium. Through the layers of protective iron chains and steel windows, he could see two flatback fighting beasts fighting in the arena. There are also all kinds of weird calls from the host of the ring.

Compared with the Unlimited Colosseum, this black arena is more crazy and chaotic, and the audience wantonly throws the sharp weapons in their hands into the Colosseum.There would even be a small-scale bloodshed in the stands because of a quarrel, and Turing even saw a corpse being thrown from the arena by a gang member clamoring, and was trampled by two monsters who were fighting vigorously. Messy.

Turing, who was hidden under the holographic image, frowned at the shocking scene. There was almost no order in this place, and a pure tyranny floated in the entire arena.

Turing took out the terminal, and after camouflaging his actions through optical images, he checked Trent's clue map.

At this time, the red dot was very close to him, but by coincidence, that place was located in the center of the arena in front of him.Combined with this huge underground facility, things may be buried very deep, and there should be other spaces under this place.

"If the Royal Guards and I have the same information, if they want to find something, they must clear the crowd here and end this underground gladiatorial fight. At that time, things will only become more and more difficult."

Turing knew he needed a mess.

Leave the passage below the auditorium and pass through an upward ladder. This is the gangster area above the auditorium. Various ladders are criss-crossed, leading to the upper reaches of this underground space. The entire ladder is completely open.Here, Turing could overlook the entire auditorium and the arena below. At the same time, he found some cliff-like buildings embedded in the walls on the upper steps.

It is not difficult to imagine that if such a building collapses, it will directly destroy a corner of the auditorium below. It can only be said to be a ghostly building in the land of disorder.

Further up, Turing had already seen the shadows of the exoskeleton soldiers of the King's Court Guard, standing outside the huge room at the top.

It seems that is the "old place".

Turing quickly disappeared into the corner, covered by the holographic image, blending with the surrounding environment, bouncing off the wall at high speed with the help of the noisy environment, and finally fell to the top of the huge room.

The exoskeleton soldiers next to him were indifferent, and the room with poor sound insulation was drowned in the wave of heavy metal music, but Turing was already prepared.

Under the cover of the holographic image, the vicious hypha rolled and deformed, turning into a vicious weapon intertwined with black fascia and metal. It was a claw-shaped instrument that was tightly attached to the foot, and a large number of mycelium entangled and spread to the picture. Half of Ling's head was wrapped around his ears, and the vague human voice gradually came and became clearer.

(End of this chapter)