The Sabbath

Ronggui stared nervously at the door, and as the door gradually opened, Ronggui's head moved forward more and more, and finally it was completely resting on the left side of Xiaomei's neck, parallel to Xiaomei's head.

Xiaomei didn't talk about him. On the contrary, her big blue eyes were fixed on the tattered elevator door ahead, and he was also waiting for the moment when the door opened.

Head to head, the two little robots looked very seriously.

Seeing Ronggui and Xiaomei like this, a smile overflowed from the corner of Alan's mouth again, and he put his left hand into a fist to cover his mouth and smiled veiledly. When the elevator door opened, he said heartily to the two little robots: "Welcome Hell No.90 Nine floors."

"Hey? Hell?" Rong Gui just wanted to say something, but in the middle of the sentence, he couldn't care about anything else, his big black eyes reflected the flashing neon lights outside the door, his mouth opened, and he froze:

It was completely different from the inside of the Star Prison he had imagined in his mind, and there was a very lively street in front of him!

There are small stalls everywhere on both sides of the road, most of which are ordinary street stalls, but there are also high-end stalls pushing small carts. Everyone decorates their stalls with various colors. In order to make the stalls look more eye-catching, they also use various colors Small light bulbs of different colors pieced together strange patterns, although many Ronggui didn't know those extremely exaggerated patterns, but Ronggui thought they were extremely creative!Simply full of artistic sense!

Look at the small vendors who set up their stalls...

Oh my god!cooler—

There are two vendors at the stall closest to the elevator door. Both of them are tall and thin, with long hair and braids all over their heads!And it's not an ordinary weave, a lot of colored silk threads are mixed in the middle. Both of them have thin faces, deep facial features, thick smoky makeup on their eye sockets, a lot of nose rings and lip rings, and one of them is shirtless. Wearing a black leather vest revealing a large fine tattoo on the chest, the other is wearing a tight black racerback vest that highlights the abdominal muscles, paired with heavy trousers and large-toed leather boots...

Wow!It's dark punk style!It’s nice to see the kind that you can go to the street to shoot at any time!

"It's so handsome——" The previous question has been completely forgotten, Ronggui stared at the two street vendors closely, and his eyes almost showed caution!

Xiaomei glanced at the small vendor that Ronggui was staring at...the products on the stall, and said slowly, "Do you want to buy vegetables?"

At first, he didn't realize why Xiaomei asked this question, but when he followed Xiaomei's line of sight and looked down, he saw the things on the booth of two tyrannical and cool punks——

Three long melons, a small handful of mushroom-like vegetables, and a few small tomato-like things beside it...

Uh……

It turned out that these two were selling vegetables.

It really doesn't match their outfits!

But in this way, the visual impact of so many "fashionable people" appearing together on Ronggui will be much smaller.

The dark punk style seems to be the mainstream dress here. Everyone is basically dressed in black, with various rivet elements skillfully used on the clothes, and many rings on their bodies. Everyone looks very stylish.

Then, with such an accent... selling vegetables.

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Looking carefully, Ronggui discovered that hidden under the colorful neon lights, almost covered by the flickering lights, were the serious products on the stall - all kinds of dishes.

There are not many varieties, basically they all look a little underdeveloped, and some are black. Although it is also very punk and rock, it is true, but looking at the color, it always makes people wonder whether it can be eaten...

"The people here... love food so much..." Ronggui couldn't help mumbling after sitting on Rhubarb and visiting several stalls.

Allen laughed again: "It's not that I love vegetables, I only eat vegetables. Here, everyone can grow vegetables by relying on the land and lights, but they can't raise meat-producing livestock, so they can only sell vegetables."

"Hey? Then..." Alan, isn't the goods you brought over very popular?

Ronggui thought, he watched Alan lower the window on his side.

The outside suddenly boiled on a small scale.

"Alan! This is your new car? Are you here to deliver the goods?" At that time, a bearded punk who was bargaining with the customer rushed over from the next door and stood in front of the window on Alan's side. he asked loudly.

"Well, yes." Allen smiled slightly and said to him.

"Oh oh oh! It's great! Come and buy my vegetables, all of them are [-]% off! I'm going to eat meat tonight!" The bearded man jumped up immediately.

When he jumped up, the metal chain with the skull pattern on his body was clearly remembered, and the tattoo on his body seemed to be alive.

Ronggui was dumbfounded.

Alan is obviously very familiar with the hawkers in this neighborhood.

When they were sitting in the car looking at the people outside through the window, Ronggui only felt that the street vendors outside were extremely aloof. They couldn't see anything from the curtains and filmed glass, but they were still a little frightened by those eyes.

But when Allen showed up, everything changed.

Ronggui watched Alan like this, waved his hand outside again, and then rolled up the window again.

And the streets that had been bustling for a short period of time returned to calm again, and the vendors continued to do business, while they continued to move forward.

"When people outside mention this place, they generally call it Star Prison. However, for people who actually live here, Star Prison refers to the part above the ground, while the underground part..."

Allen smiled.

"It's called hell."

A light from outside flashed in Ronggui's black eyes, first a red light, then a blue light.

He pursed his lips lightly, and said for a while, "Those people just now... seem to be living well... Anyway, it's different from what I imagined."

Allen nodded again: "Well, they are a group of people who can enjoy themselves very much, but you still have to be careful. Those who can set up a stall over there are actually not easy."

Seeing Ronggui nodding, he continued: "My worm meat is usually supplied to four shops, all of which are in hell. The lowest one is on the third floor of basement 120, and the highest one is on the third floor of the basement. But the one we visited today It's No.32's ninth floor."

"It's a bar."

Allen was pointing the way while talking, Ronggui was too late to listen to him, and didn't bother to look out for a while, but Xiaomei——

His gaze has been falling outside, on both sides of the "street":

At first glance, this place is the same as the commercial streets in other cities outside, and there is no difference.

But if you look a little closer, you will find that there is a "roof" here, not in an open space, but in a large room with a roof.

If you observe more carefully, you will find that there are dense iron fences behind all the booths, and there are numbers in almost the same positions.

There should be a prison cell.

Under the punk style that Ronggui thought was "cool", Xiaomei saw the number code representing the prisoner's number under the tattoo, and...

No matter how individual the decoration is, it still cannot hide the fact that it is actually a "punk style bracelet" that is a pair of handcuffs.

Wireless handcuffs only.

And all kinds of black dress... In fact, it's just because the prisoner's prison uniform must be black.

These details are concealed by colorful decorations.

But now they are driving a little deeper, and there are fewer vendors along the way, but the prison cells on both sides of the "road" look even less conspicuous: people graffiti on it with various colors of paint, and the exaggerated patterns make the prison cells better embellished.

These performances deceived Ronggui too much, but they couldn't fool Xiaomei.

All these decorations have been removed from her mind, and the picture of Da Huang driving in the corridor of an all-metal prison appeared in front of Xiaomei's eyes.

That's right, the corridor, the place where they are driving now is not a "street", but the corridor of the prison.

Xiaomei thought quietly.

Then he heard Alan suddenly interrupt his chat with Ronggui, pointing to a red door on the right, and Alan said, "Here we are."

Ronggui hastily ordered Dahuang to stop. After the car came to a complete stop, Alan unfastened his seat belt, opened the door, and jumped out of the car quickly.

He knocked on the door, and there seemed to be someone inside. Allen seemed to have said a few words to the people inside, and when he came back, he had an extra key in his hand.

Alan didn't get in the car, but pointed to a place ahead on the same side as the red door, signaling Ronggui to drive there, and he himself walked in that direction ahead of time, Ronggui watched him there with the key in his hand A door opened.

Seeing that there were already three cars parked inside, Ronggui realized: oh oh oh!This is actually a parking lot!

Rhubarb was parked firmly in the parking lot.

After signaling Xiaomei to open the rear compartment of Rhubarb, Allen started unloading.

Ronggui quickly pulled Xiaomei to help him.

Uncle Wang's family had arranged the goods very neatly, which was very easy to move. It didn't take long for the three of them to unload all the goods.

At this time, someone just came in from the door in the garage. After greeting Alan, he took a careful look at Ronggui and Xiaomei.

Xiaomei was still wearing that unusually large down jacket, which was the same style as Alan's at first glance. The two of them were one tall and the other low, and they still looked like parent-child clothes, while Ronggui was wearing the original ethnic cloak.

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The temperature here is not too low, Ronggui "unloaded" himself from Xiaomei's back.

"Your son?" Ronggui and Xiaomei's robot appearance is very obvious, and this person is obviously a bit joking when he still asks this question.

However, Allen did not refute, with a smile on his face, he said: "It's not a son, it's a grandson, a great-grandson."

The person who was joking originally looked frightened.

"Really?" The pen in the man's hand was frightened.

Allen didn't answer, just smiled ambiguously.

Ronggui noticed the subtle changes in his smile: Unlike the hearty smile in front of himself and his family, Alan's smile in front of outsiders was obviously a little more... a little indescribable.

When he was in the garage, he couldn't find a suitable adjective, but after they entered the bar, Ronggui immediately understood what the extra thing in Alan's smile was.

"As usual, I'm here waiting for someone to move the goods. You can go to the front and ask the manager to pay the bill. You can have a drink and put it on the manager's account." After counting the goods, the man said to Allen.

Nodding, Alan took Ronggui and Xiaomei in through the side door, and walked through a corridor piled with messy goods. Their ears were soon filled with deafening music.

It was dark, with various laser lights flashing on the roof, countless men and women twisting their bodies, or dancing, or drinking, a scene of a group of demons dancing wildly.

Being less than the waist height of the people in the room, Ronggui and Xiaomei were quickly submerged in the crowd.

Just when he was about to grab Xiaomei in a little panic, his body lightened, and the next second, he found himself being hugged by Allen.

Ronggui was hugged and sat on the high chair in front of the bar. Not long after, Xiaomei was also hugged and sat beside him.

Xiaomei was picked up with a blank face, seeing Xiaomei's "=-=", Ronggui suddenly felt a little funny, looked at Xiaomei with a smile, he suddenly felt less cramped than before.

Then Allen sat on the other side of him.

"Give me a glass of white wine, and give these two..." Allen thought for a while, "Give them each a socket, they need to be recharged."

The bartender smiled, and immediately delivered the wine and socket that Alan asked for, and handed the socket to Ronggui, and Alan took a sip of the wine.

Obviously, Alan is also a figure known to many people here, and it didn't take long for many people to come over to say hello to him.

Surrounded by men and women in the center, Alan's face once again showed Ronggui's indescribable smile.

But with the scene at this moment, he finally knows how to describe Alan now:

What a wind, flow, wave, son~

So you are such Grandpa Ellen!

As if there was a feeling of suddenly breaking through the other side of the serious parent, Ronggui's mouth was rounded.

But Alan is Alan, even though so many people rushed to chat with him, he still didn't forget Ronggui and Xiaomei beside him.

While being careful not to crowd the two unremarkable little robots from the surrounding people, he plugged them in himself.

In the following time, Ronggui watched how Alan dealt with the people around him, watched him chatting with the people around him one by one, sent them away with a smile on his face, and finally talked with a charming The graceful black widow-type beauty negotiated the price of the batch just now.

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Only then did Ronggui realize that this "Black Widow" should be the manager of this bar.

"This is the great-grandson." Facing the other party, Alan still introduced Ronggui and Xiaomei in this way.

Ronggui heard that Alan quickly negotiated the delivery date of the next batch of goods with the other party. Under the reluctant gaze of the big beauty, Alan drank the last sip of wine, waved his hand, and took Ronggui and Xiaomei went out through the back door.

"Scared?" Sitting back on Rhubarb again, Alan laughed again as he watched the little black-eyed robot keep peeking at him with big eyes flickering.

This time, the smile on his face was no longer that of a prodigal son, but a gentle paternal smile.

"The world of adults is more complicated, and you will understand when you grow up." Touching the smooth bald head of the little robot, Allen quickly fastened his seat belt: "Hurry up, before the expiration date of the elevator card, I will hurry up Send you two to your place."

Having completely memorized all the paths they had traveled before, Dahuang quickly returned to the elevator they came from.

"Swipe the elevator card here, yes, it's here." After entering the elevator, Allen began to instruct Ronggui how to swipe the elevator card: "The elevator here does not display the floor, and the floor will not appear on the elevator card If you want to know which floor you went to, you probably only know it after you get out of the elevator door, and there will be a mark next to the elevator door under normal circumstances."

"It's also there on the floor we went out just now, but it was painted with paint by the people on that floor, so it doesn't look obvious." Allen added.

"Come on, let's see which floor the house that generous lady provided you with." Seeing Ronggui finish swiping his card with a smile on his lips, Allen said, "That lady looks very With financial strength, it might be a room on Star Prison."

Star Prison—Specifically refers to the rooms above the ground in Star City Prison. After Alan's explanation, Ronggui already knew this.

"I haven't been to the floor of Star Prison yet~" Allen said.

Hearing Alan's words, Ronggui felt a little hopeful in his heart.

After all, it was about his future residence, and he was also very curious about where he and Xiaomei would live in the future.

Although... they all live in prisons, how can the prisons on the ground be better?At least there are windows!

Full of expectation, Ronggui stared at the elevator door closely.

The performance of the elevator is very good. When you sit in the elevator, you can't feel the direction of the elevator's up and down movement at all.

There is no floor number prompt.

Therefore, Ronggui really didn't know whether he was going to the sky or the earth.

He only knew that a long time had passed, and after a long time, a small gap suddenly opened in the elevator door.

Only then did Ronggui realize that the elevator had stopped, and they finally reached the floor where Mrs. Zora's house was located.

It's completely different from the 99th floor that stopped before, outside the elevator...

total darkness.

Ronggui recalled the feeling of fear when he first met Mrs. Zora, and was deeply shocked by the dark haunted house.

Uh... Mrs. Zora... born to love this bite?

Trembling, Ronggui grabbed Xiaomei's arm.

And Xiaomei...

A flashlight peeked out from under his wrist.

With a bang, Xiaomei turned on the flashlight.

Point the light of the flashlight at the location that Allen said earlier that would mark the floor.

"-999"

A line of numbers that made one's scalp tingle just by looking at them suddenly appeared in front of the three of them!

Oh my god!Mrs. Zora's mansion is not in the star prison, but on the contrary, is it at the bottom of hell?

Ronggui's mouth suddenly opened wide.