man in suit

The sky in District [-] is always gray, no matter what time of day you come, you can hardly see bright sunshine in the gloomy sky, thick fog, dust and bad air fill this mining industry. land.

Buildings known as classical architecture in the first district can be seen everywhere here, every street corner is a piece of history, and every dilapidated cafe is a yellowed illustration copied from a history book.

There are no cars, only horse-drawn carriages.

There are no guns, only swords.

There are no fancy miniskirts, just quaint maxi skirts.

The airport, which is more than ten kilometers away from the city, is probably the only thing that can remind you that you are living in a modern society, not an old society hundreds of years ago.

After leaving the airport, there is no nanny car to pick you up. Although there are no cars in District [-], there are horse-drawn carriages. Halfway in the carriage, Mingchen bought a horse with money. No one is more familiar with District [-] than him. In the nearby woods, after changing into local clothes, he rode a horse and took a small path to the city, successfully throwing He Hongxue away.

In the evening, the cold air was still dusty and smelly, mixed with some strong smells of wine, animal droppings, and some kind of musty smell.

Women from ordinary families have already stayed at home and locked the door firmly. The only women that can be seen on the street are the restaurant girls standing on the street and at the entrance of the bar to attract customers. When Ming Chen wears a heavy cloak and rides slowly past At that time, he twisted his slender waist and yelled loudly, winking and trying to attract Ming Chen's attention.

Occasionally, there would be homeless men trying to rob on the road. Ming Chen directly lifted the hem of his clothes to reveal the sword on his waist. The dusty man didn’t have much interest in cleaning up the rubbish in District [-]. After scaring a few homeless men away Riding to a decent hotel in the city center to stay.

After taking a hot bath and having a hot meal, it was already midnight when I settled down completely.

There were sporadic lights burning outside the house, and from time to time, the screams of drunken homeless men, or some unknown screams, could be heard from the street.

There is no TV or light in the room. This place without electricity can only be illuminated by candles at night. The reason why the first district is so indulgent to the eleventh district is probably because of this. A ghost place with no technology, no electricity, and no heat weapons seems to be at all There is no threat, who cares that the ruler of District [-] is artificially controlling the development of this ruined place?

Without electricity and television, one would have no idea what the outside world is like. With information isolated, the public is more likely to be fooled and controlled.

Ming Chen sat behind the desk, his hair was still half wet, and the candlelight flickered slightly.

The man with a focused expression draws on the paper the data map he stole from the resource officer based on his memory. Each district has a secret factory for smelting the so-called holy stones collected. Mingchen chose to start in the eleventh district The biggest reason is the closed backwardness here.

Even if someone found out that he attacked the factory, it would take a certain amount of time for the news to reach other places. Whether it was the efficiency of information transmission or the chaos in the eleventh district, it was very beneficial to him.

After drawing a circle on the map, Ming Chen stuffed the paper into his pocket.

The candles were blown out, and the room without air conditioning was unbearably damp and cold. Although the quilt was not thin, it was still soaked in the damp air and was cold. Although he was a master who enjoyed life, Mingchen had never suffered any kind of suffering. A little discomfort is completely bearable.

It's just that I'm used to a superior, comfortable life with someone taking care of me, and suddenly I'm back in the past, and I'm really not used to it.

If someone was with me at this time, it probably wouldn't be so cold.

Wrapping himself in the quilt, Ming Chen slowly closed his eyes, maybe he should change to a room with a fireplace tomorrow instead of thinking here and there.

He needs some special weapons.

Putting on a cloak, the nimble man shuttled through the crowded and chaotic streets. The crowds coming and going were overcrowded. You could see a group of people fighting together in two steps, or someone stopped pedestrians in broad daylight. Come down to blackmail and rob.

After turning into an alley, Mingchen climbed directly along the wall to the roof. The scenery on the roof is infinitely unobstructed, and even the air is much better than that below.

Skillfully walk on the roof, jump directly between two houses not far away, run quickly along the rope between the houses from one street to another, and a well-planned house in a district In comparison, the [-]th district is a mess, and the messy houses are like a maze, but they also provide Ming Chen with a different kind of fun.

It is very backward, but also very free.

With a mask covering his mouth and nose, the man squatting on the roof looked at the chaotic area below from a distance. The more chaotic the place, the easier it is for some underground organizations to secretly control it. Every area has its own controller. , the same here.

"Please let me go, please!"

A young man was tied up and carried on the street by several strong men, and he seemed to be walking towards a dilapidated building not far away.

It was as chaotic as ever.

Jumping off the roof, Ming Chen walked towards the strong men with leisurely steps, approached from behind like a cat, passed by, the knife flashed, and the head landed on the ground at the same time He bent down and stabbed the dagger in the heart of another strong man.

Glancing coldly at the bound young man, Ming Chen raised his hand and untied the rope on the other man's body. He didn't bother to pay attention to the frightened young man, and walked straight towards the dilapidated tall building.

Men and women with breasts and breasts dangling in front of their eyes, decadent and full of decadent voices, the smell of alcohol and cigarettes pervading the air, it is still broad daylight but already seems to be night in hell, despair is everywhere of the fall.

Raising his hand to push away the half-naked woman standing in front of him, Ming Chen turned a blind eye to the obscene scene beside him.

In a corner not far away, a group of people were laughing and cursing together. A poor man was tied up here and forcibly torn off his clothes, like a little lamb falling into a pack of hungry wolves. Not even a bone left.

The law of the jungle where the weak prey on the strong is particularly direct and cruel in this place.

"You have a pair of beautiful eyes, hey, I haven't seen you before, show me your face, beauty with long legs." A not-so-pleasing voice sounded beside Ming Chen.

It came just fine.

When the opponent was approaching, Ming Chen, who was standing still, suddenly reached out and grabbed the opponent's collar, and threw him like a ball towards the laughing crowd in the corner.

For a while, there were countless curses, and a few disturbed scars walked towards Ming Chen angrily. Seeing that Ming Chen was a stranger he had never seen before, he took out the other With a big knife on his waist, a rookie from anywhere dares to come and smash the scene, he really doesn't have eyes.

"Wait a moment."

When the spectators thought that Mingchen was dead, a slightly feminine man walked out of the crowd with a smile. His two moustaches were very stylishly trimmed, slender and curvy, like a clumsy man. The aristocratic imitator, revealing a bit funny and ridiculous.

But it was this ridiculous man with a mustache that stopped some of the tough-looking burly men.

"You are no match for him." Mustache walked to Ming Chen's side with a smile, and looked at the man with interest, "What do you want, stranger?"

"Your weapon." Ming Chen directly took out a few gold coins and threw them over. He needed the weapons of the locals, so as to avoid his identity from being noticed.

And the little beard in front of him is also the owner of this brothel hidden in the dirty city. He is the ruler of this area and is also secretly selling weapons.

Nobody says no to money.

"Ordinary people can't find it here, but you really came to the right place."

Mustache personally took Ming Chen upstairs, the more people went up the road, the fewer people there, the mustache walking in front looked like a funny performer preparing to perform on stage, he was still wriggling and dancing while walking, When opening the door, he bent over and smiled exaggeratedly. If he grinned a little more, he would be a clown.

"Please - here are any weapons you need, as long as you can afford gold coins, you are the most welcome guest here."

A sharp dagger, a Hidden Blade that can be hidden in the arm cover, an assassination crossbow that can be tied to the arm... These weapons are extremely dangerous killing weapons even if they are taken to the first area.

"You're not from District [-], right?" When Mingchen was choosing a weapon, Mustache said slowly, looking at Mingchen's wrist from time to time with his naked eyes. It was unclear which district Mingchen came from.

"Have you heard about what happened in the third district?" Ming Chen quickly picked out a few weapons and said, "Although there is no TV or electricity here, there is no way you haven't heard of this kind of news."

Ming Chen looked back at the excited mustache: "Soon, there will be a lively event here."

"Hmm... sounds very interesting." Mustache's eyes lit up immediately, "I like chaos, I like...chaos and war can bring joyful wealth."