The Devil’s Cage Chapter 30: Satisfied

Compared to the calm during the day, the North District under Curtain of Night is brightly lit.

These lights are naturally not from street lights, but a neon.

In a row of small houses, these colorful lights are not only the main lighting tools, but also ‘indicators’ for the locals in the North District.

Red and yellow are gambling files.

Red and blue are smoke shops.

The red and pink is the stable.

Simple red is the scrubbing field.

Each color represents a different meaning, and outsiders may not be able to see it. Therefore, the people in the North District are clear at a glance.

Several police cars stopped at the entrance of the North District on time. After a few police officers glanced at the North District with disgusted and helpless eyes, they were silent.

The North District is not unorganized.

It's just that it has little effect.

The finishing time may be better now.

But it lasts for two or three days, and it will quickly change back to its original state. The city hall of Ai City has worked hard several times, and then lost one representative, one police station director, two police chief and no less than thirty After a police officer, he completely abandoned it and changed it to "supervision"-setting up a "post" to isolate it. Every entry and exit requires strict review, and inside what happened? It is the responsibility of the North District people themselves.

Under such a premise, the North District has become more and more complicated with the passage of time. The messy streets and low-rise houses, like cockroaches, gangs that survive and breed, have gradually become a gang here. Lawlessness.

Many wanted criminals regard this place as paradise.

Of course, for most ordinary people, this is still hell.

May not include Dennis.

Dennis is a typical, native of North District. I don’t know who his father is, his mother is a street girl, and the closest person is a pimp.

After her mother died, she became a member of the bottom of the gang.

Eating the cheapest food every day, sucking inferior qualitative flying leaves, lingering in the worst stable.

When Boss needs it, it will go out to the station, when it is okay, it will pass the time in the gambling stalls.

Today is no exception.

Dennis spent the whole afternoon and half of the night in the old Harry’s gambling.

But the difference of Unique/only is that compared to the past, today's Dennis is so lucky that he has been winning since dark.

In front of him, at this time, thick banknotes had been stacked.

The denomination varies.

Enough to make people jealous.

But Dennis is not too irritating. Dennis, who grew up in this district, is too aware of the rules here. He slapped a **** who wanted to fish in muddy water and slapped a dagger on the opponent And then, immediately pulled out.

Poof!

The blood was just sprayed on Dennis's face and the money around him.

Like a hungry wolf, Dennis stared at the people around him.

After seeing people evading around, he picked up the money, put it in his pocket, and staggered towards the next door.

People in the North District have no habit of saving money.

If you have money, spend it is a characteristic of people in the North District.

Because, they simply don’t know if they can live to tomorrow.

As an authentic North District native, Dennis is no exception.

After walking into the cigarette shop, he directly took out half of his money and threw it on the table. He shouted at the cigarette shop’s boss: "Bring me the equivalent."

Without any hesitation, there is no problem in clearing the money. The boss of Yanpu didn't pay any attention to the blood on it, so he directly pulled out a box of flying leaves.

Different from ordinary, coarsely rubbed flying leaves.

These flying leaves are carefully selected and processed, at least 10% purified.

After the Dennis took a satiated sip, both eyes immediately became confused and just sat against the wall, and the whole person began to swallow.

After ten minutes, Dennis recovered.

He shook his unclear head and felt that he was falling from the clouds into the world, which was really uncomfortable.

He really wants to do it again.

But thinking of the time agreed with that person, Dennis gritted his teeth to restrain himself, and after collecting the remaining flying leaves, he staggered and walked to the other side.

Without knowing the way, following the colored lights, Dennis soon came to the remote place in the north area.

No gambling stalls, no smoking shops, and no stables.

Large and ruined rotten tower stands here. Maybe it used to be a gang's residence, maybe it will become a gang's residence soon, but now it is empty.

No one is remote from the North District.

Dennis thinks so.

If it was not for trading, he would not come to such a remote place.

According to the man’s instructions, Dennis bypassed the first two buildings and distinguished them for a while before the third building, only to find the entrance to the basement hidden behind a pile of garbage.

Without knocking, Dennis pushed open the basement door.

Some people in North District will knock on the door.

Dennis has never had the habit of knocking on the door.

After an accidental breakthrough, Dennis maintained this habit.

He believes that this is a source of good luck.

The basement is gloomy and cold and darker than expected.

Only one oil lamp was placed in the corner, and against the dim light, Dennis saw the person he was looking for: a person wearing a ragged windbreaker and a bowler hat.

The brim of the bowler hat covers most of the other person’s face, only revealing a stubble chin.

"Hey, man."

"How did you do it?"

"My luck today is really great."

Dennis leaned in.

"Some tips."

The other party said in a low voice.

"Can you teach me?"

Ask Dennis Greed.

"It's difficult."

"You can't learn it."

The other person shook his head.

Dennis is a smile, how to say this smile? It's like a jackal bending the corner of his mouth, showing a grin of fangs.

The dangling dagger appeared in the hands of Dennis.

"Now?"

When Dennis turned his wrist, the blood-stained dagger crossed a perfect arc under the shine of an oil lamp.

"Now?"

The man in a tattered trench coat and a bowler hat smiled.

An unexpected smile, the other party strode toward Dennis.

"Stop!"

"Asshole, tell you, stop!"

"Do you think I'm kidding?"

Dennis stopped the opponent loudly, and after finding out that the opponent didn't mean to stop at all, he immediately poked at him.

Life in the North District still told Dennis what it means to start first.

At this time, Dennis will not be merciful.

Feeling the dagger stabbed into the other person's body, he looked at the other person fiercely.

But immediately, Dennis's eyes were filled with horror.

Because, not only was he unable to pull out the dagger, but there was also suction from the dagger, pulling him involuntarily towards the other person’s body.

Dennis wants to let go of the dagger.

But his hands seemed to stick to it, and he couldn't let go.

Not only that, his voice seemed to be stuck, and a little voice was released.

Dennis can only watch his little bit swallowed by the opponent's body.

Until death, Dennis does not know what happened.

"It's a really good dim sum."

After wearing a tattered trench coat and a hat with a hat, spit out his clothes and shoes belonging to Dennis with his mouth open.

Then the other party looked forward to Main Course more and more.

......

Sitting in a soft sofa with bare feet and erring Lang's legs, Hollen trimmed his left index finger with a nail clipper.

Behind him, his two bodyguards are standing there like a door god.

And at his feet, Luopu crawled and shivered.

Like those bad gamblers who were brought here in the past.

"Loop, your wife sold 1,500 yuan, your son sold 1,000 yuan, put aside these, you still have me 17,000 yuan, how do you plan to return?"

Hollen said slowly.

"Me, me..."

Lop would like to say something, but he has already lost a lot, and he can't come up with anything valuable at all.

Are you destiny?

In the North District, the least valuable is life.

“I’m not an unreasonable person, now I will take you to a place, as long as you can kill the people inside, your account will be cancelled in a lump.

Hollen asked.

"Okay!"

Lop, who had no choice, agreed quite simply.

If you don’t agree, you die.

Accepted, at least live.

As for the person who was killed?

I can only blame him for his bad luck.

Hollen smiled and waved. When the woman next to him put on shoes for Hollen, Hollen got up from the chair and walked straight out.

And Luopu?

Observedly followed.

No walking.

Sitting in a car, Hollen went directly to a rotten building area.

He looked at the rotten tail tower, his eyes full of heat.

Compared with where he is now, this place is more suitable for development. As long as he occupies this place and retouches it a little, he can gain a larger share in the North District.

Of course, before that, he needs to satisfy the ground snake.

"Just inside."

Hollen pointed to the door behind the pile of garbage.

Lop took a knife from the bodyguard and walked towards it.

"Right."

"Forgot to tell you."

"Your wife and son are also inside."

"If you hurry up, you can still meet them."

Hollen said suddenly when Luopu was about to push the door.

When he saw Luopu turning his head to look at his hatred, Hollen couldn't help smiling, full of sarcasm.

Hollen watched Luopu disappear behind the door.

The irony smile is more intense.

"A bad gambler, but also want to show the love of husband and father?"

"It’s a laugh!"

Hollen is talking while estimating time.

Then, striding toward the door with great strides.

Behind him, the bodyguards followed.

Hollen never believes in so-called promises.

He only believes in himself.

So, after seeing a man in a tattered trench coat and a polite man in that room, he raised his hand directly and let his men grab a favorable position.

"According to our agreement, here is mine now."

Hollen didn't ask where he went.

Like the people he threw here before, he is indifferent, he only cares whether his interests will be damaged.

"Yes."

"This is yours."

The other person spoke and walked to the corner, ready to pick up the oil lamp.

But at this time, one of Hollen's men was in front of each other.

The other party turned to look at Hollen.

"I said this is mine!"

"Including the oil lamp on the ground!"

"Of course..."

"Includes you too!"

Hollen said seriously.

"According to the agreement, you can already get what you want."

The man in a bowler hat said.

"Yeah, I did it according to the agreement, everything here is mine."

Hollen laughed.

"You are a villain!"

"However, it is also the villain I expect!"

"I can’t wait to try your taste!"

The man said.

"Is it?"

"Me too."

After Hollen finished speaking, the bodyguard who had been hiding behind him just came out like this, and the flamethrower in his hand was aimed directly at the man.

Hoo!

A flaming tongue flew out and swallowed the man in an instant.

"Since I want everything here, I will naturally be prepared, otherwise..."

"Then do you think I will be prepared when dealing with your group of villains?"

Hollen looked at the man wrapped in fiery flame and sneered, but at the next moment, the sneer came to an abrupt end, a familiar but weird voice rang behind him.

Familiarity is because behind him, he should have been his best man.

Because of this, he will be given a heavy duty and give the opponent a fatal blow.

It’s weird because the emphasis on his men becomes weird.

Without thinking, Hollen slammed forward.

However, it is late!

Hoo!

The flaming tongue in the torch speared directly over Hollen, not only Hollen, but also all the thugs around it became a running torch.

Then Hollen's most capable man extinguished the torch, as if it were a mad cow, and hit the side wall.

Boom!

In the muffled sound, the other person's brain burst.

"Although it’s not authentic, I don’t mind eating some barbecue."

"Originally, I thought you would be smarter than other guys."

"A pity..."

"I have to find the next collaborator."

The man in a tattered trench coat and a bowler hat came out of the shadow~IndoMTL.com~ said with a sigh.

However, this did not prevent the other party from eating.

The other party first picked up the oil lamp and immediately splashed around, including the flames of Hollen and Hollen, and all the flames were sucked into the oil lamp, and Flame Burning, Hollen and his men fell to the ground.

Then, these half-dead people were sucked into each other's body one by one.

When the man carrying the flame gun was also swallowed by the other party, the polite man in the ragged trench coat sighed with satisfaction, and happily carried the oil lamp and pushed the door away.

Poof!

The moment the opponent opened the door, the cold light flashed.

A sharp knife passes through the throat.

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