Noble Villa [Whistling]

"I didn't expect you to remain like this for so long." Ala said thoughtfully.

"What does it look like?"

"Have you ever heard of utopianism?"

"I don't know, and I don't want to know." Edgar refused, "because it's obviously not a compliment."

"I can't judge, but maybe it will become a good idea in the future." Ala shook his head, "But one thing is true, they are probably the good people that people usually recognize."

"Oh, then I'm not," Edgar denied.

The carriage stopped.

"Where is this?" Edgar looked suspiciously at this seemingly desolate area, like an underground warehouse of a cotton textile factory.Although Edgar believed in Allah's judgment, he still couldn't accept it.

"The real last supper, the place of the deadliest carnival." Ala got out of the car behind Edgar and said with emotion.

"Oh." Edgar looked gloomy, feeling a little uneasy.

"Let's go." After Allah finished speaking, he left first.

Edgar took out the handkerchief and sniffed it. It was a gift from his mother.Mary was not a woman who was good at embroidering, so the pattern on it was illegible.But this handkerchief uses a special production method and has a long-lasting fragrance.It's hard to describe what kind of fragrance it is, because there are too many oriental spices mixed in.But one thing is amazing, that is, it can make people sober up instantly, and it can even replace snuff.

Edgar kept it on his chest like a talisman, believing that his mother's love would protect him.Of course, the more important thing is that it is much more convenient to hold this than the snuff box.

"Please, little Daisy, you don't need to trust me, but at least you should trust your friends." Ala stood not far away and looked at Edgar, "I think you will find a lot of acquaintances inside."

"That's how I will be vigilant, you know I don't want to get any troublesome things." Edgar said unmoved, "I have seen many people die for various reasons."

"Oh, although the people here have been strictly tested to ensure that they do not have difficult venereal diseases. But it is indeed a fashion to die from syphilis." Ala shrugged.

"That's before the whole body rots, and I have to be responsible to my future wife." Edgar responded.Ala smiled and didn't say anything else. He walked to the small old wooden door and knocked rhythmically.

The door opened, and several muscular-looking men watched them warily.Allah took out something like a badge from the cloak, and walked straight in.Edgar followed closely, and never put down his handkerchief.

Of course, he soon realized that his actions were a bit stupid in any way.

It was simply an underground kingdom, and Edgar almost thought he had entered another world.In a place as vast as a large arena, there are a variety of products.Unlike before, the above is mainly for fun, and it is a carnival in the world.And the bottom is pure shady. If the top is a gray area, the bottom is a black area.

"What is this?" Edgar looked at the lump of blood and flesh with disgust. Even though he had elementary knowledge of pharmacology, he still couldn't believe it.

"Oh, it's just what you think." Ala glanced lightly and said, "I said that when someone needs it, the businessman's bounden duty is to provide it."

"What's the use of this kind of thing?" Edgar asked in fear as he walked.

"It's much more useful than you think, but that's not our focus, you can pretend you can't see it at all." Ala said, picked up a blindfold, and put it on Edgar's head with his own hands.

"I'm not that fragile, and such self-deception is completely unconvincing." Edgar said with a sneer, wanting to take it down.

"No, my dear, it will be safer this way." Ala pressed Edgar's hand that was trying to move, "This place is more dangerous than last time, so you have to follow me closely, I don't want the same thing to happen again."

"Are you afraid too?"

"Only you."