I have a magical world.

This bar is called "Dream".

A very simple name.

According to the saying that the fewer the names, the greater the background.

"Dream" bar belongs to the Sun Gang.

It can be regarded as one of the largest established bars in the waterside witch black market.

The music in the hall is so loud that it feels like you are in another world.

The criss-crossing square air ducts are densely distributed above everyone's heads.

The surrounding walls still maintain the original color of concrete.

The decoration here is very rough and has a strong industrial style.

Several large-displacement industrial blowers were placed in the corner, blowing hard at the people on the dance floor.

The surging air currents raised the skirts of the fiery girls.

The music was mixed with whistles, screams and cheers.

The heat and cold here are incompatible with the outside world, which is why people who set foot here for the first time always have the illusion that they have arrived in a new world.

That feeling of being alone is really strange.

The booth area has old-fashioned central air conditioning.

Judging from the style, it has not been updated for at least ten years.

At this time, these air conditioners are also "whirring" to deliver air-conditioning.

Yes, it's air conditioning.

Moscow in autumn is neither hot nor cold.

But not to the point of being air-conditioned.

But "Dream" Bar actually did this.

The temperature is constant at around 16c.

The temperature is lower than during the day and higher than at night.

This temperature has been studied as a good soothing effect on young people who drink alcohol, take hallucinogens, and have burning desires.

There are enough disturbing elements here.

Sometimes, just being quiet a little bit is to be able to move longer.

Vaino showed excitement as soon as he walked into the bar.

He looked around for a long time, but could not find his acquaintance.

Then the excitement on his face suddenly stopped and turned into a hint of loneliness.

Chen Xuan saw this scene in his eyes but said nothing.

He had long known that the "villager guard" he picked up at the forest farm was a Slavic uncle with a story.

None of this is important to Chen Xuan.

Anyway, he only found Vaino to have more companions.

Chen Xuan never liked wandering alone in strange places.

After standing there for a moment, Vaino came to the bar and gently knocked on the table with his rough, hairy fists.

"Is there a roulette game?"

“How much is the admission fee?”

The loneliness on his face disappeared, replaced by excitement.

Behind the bar, one of the waitresses put down the wine glass she was wiping, raised her head and glanced at Vaino, and took a look at his outfit.

"Just in time."

"There are a few big games now."

"The entrance fee is $1000."

Not everyone has to play roulette on their own.

Betting is also one of the ways to play.

Of course, if you play by yourself, if you can win, in addition to taking the opponent's chips.

You can also draw a certain percentage of the total amount bet.

Many times, this is a significant amount of money.

Therefore, many desperate desperadoes, as well as debt-ridden gamblers and drug addicts are willing to take a gamble.

The result of winning is great.

But if you lose, the price you have to pay is your life.

But to a desperado, the least valuable thing is his life.

The admission fee is $1000, so it seems like it’s not a small game.

The admission fee here is non-refundable and is equivalent to a ticket.

It costs 3000 dollars for the three of them.

After saying hello, Vaino turned his head and glanced at Chen Xuan.

In response, Chen just nodded lightly.

Zoya, who was standing behind, didn't dare to neglect, and quickly took out a small stack of green Dadaole with a hundred-yuan denomination from her pocket.

After quickly counting 30 cards, she put the money on the bar.

The waitress took it in her hand and felt it, and she knew it well.

He took out three armbands from under the bar with his backhand.

"Go inside, turn right and there is a staircase going down."

It seemed like she was used to people looking for excitement, or maybe she was a little tired of the job.

In short, the attitude of this waitress is not very good, but not too bad.

I guess there is some background.

Chen Xuan disagreed with this, and Vaino didn't say much.

Holding simple armbands, the three of them walked quickly towards the place she pointed.

After turning out of the hall, they quickly saw the descending stairs the waitress had mentioned.

There were two lazy men guarding the outside.

They were leaning against the wall, with a cowhide gun belt slung across their chests.

There was a pistol attached to it.

Based on Chen Xuan's recent in-depth knowledge of various weapons, it was not difficult to tell that it was a Beretta 92FS semi-automatic pistol.

They didn't say a word, but when they saw Chen Xuan and the others wearing armbands, they consciously moved out of the way.

His eyes were calm and he didn't look around.

The "Dream" bar is one of the Sun Gang's cash cows.

Among them, roulette is even more popular and highly sought after.

It creates a lot of wealth for the bar every year.

The two bodyguards are both senior members of the gang, so naturally they will not make those stupid mistakes.

Chen Xuan looked at the surrounding situation with some curiosity.

Walking down the stairs, the loud music was immediately forgotten.

Below is a brand new hall.

The area is huge, even larger than the dance floor above.

This is where the crazy roulette game begins.

Looking around, it can be roughly divided into three areas.

In the center of each area is a heavy, three-meter-long table.

Participants stand on either side.

The table was filled with chips.

There were also several gang members armed with ammunition and wearing body armor nearby.

In the past, there were also some crazy guys who did not have the courage to shoot at the moment and chose to give the last bullet to their opponents.

These people from the Sun Gang are here to prevent this.

Be willing to admit defeat.

Their guns were loaded and the safety on.

Whoever intends to violate the rules will have the last bullet fired by them themselves.

There are people participating in all three divisions.

There is also a classic bunny girl exchanging chips nearby.

On the long table between the participants, the chips were almost piled high.

The light here is relatively dim, and colorful ball spotlights are hung on the ceiling.

There is no very rhythmic music, only dance music similar to bullfighting music.

On the contrary, this made the participants' blood boil.

Chen Xuan and Zhuo Ya stood next to one of the divisions, watching the competition on the field with interest.