Chapter 1522 Bar, Toxic, C-Bit

Baltimore is about fifty kilometers northeast of the District.

It used to be the third largest city in the United States, with the resources of the earliest railways and excellent ports, and it was an important hub for the industry of the Great Lakes to enter the sea.

But that was a long time ago.

Baltimore, now, has become more and more deformed, more and more chaotic.

The first middle class and rich people who lived here, facing the influx of a large number of African Americans, chose to leave and simply stopped playing with African Americans.

The white people moved to another area themselves, leaving the original urban area to a group of African Americans who had no money.

The whole city was split into two parts.

Some are wealthy and middle-class, and they live in new districts with good security and good supporting services.

Most of the old districts are rampant with crime, and the African-American ethnic group, which accounts for nearly half of the city's population, lives here, and it rots day by day.

When it comes to crime rates, cities like Chicago and Detroit have to beat Baltimore.

That is to say, Baltimore has a population of less than one million and has no advantage in absolute numbers, so it has not won the crown of the sin capital of the United States.

Even so, you can imagine how chaotic the old town here is.

But it is always a good place with extremely convenient water and land transportation. It is only a 150-kilometer drive to Philadelphia in the north, and a little over 300 kilometers away from New York.

Chaos means that there is a lot of unregulated areas, and the convenience of land and water networks can transport large quantities of illegal drugs to other places by road, train, boat.

Luke entered the old town in the dark.

After a while, he came out of an alley, and instead of hiding his figure, he changed into an African-American vest,

It belongs to a certain peddler in New York. The original owner has become an experience point in the system a few months ago, and there will be no trouble after one-time use.

The biggest feature of this peddler is his ferocious appearance and strong body, which is somewhat similar to Mike Tyson in the previous life, so Luke left it.

Now Luke is walking in the old town,

Many people just glanced at him and stopped paying attention.

A strong African-American, wearing a very ordinary gray-black jumper, with his hands still in his pockets, this is not a suitable robbery target.

It's hard to say who robbed and who was going.

Luke walked into a bar not far away like this.

Most of the neon lights that make up the name of the bar are broken, only a J can be seen, and there is a Br behind it, and a is looming in the middle.

On the side of the door, the two big African-American men who smoked just glanced at Luke, ignoring him.

Luke pushed open the door and entered.

A seven-to-eight-meter-long passage appeared in front of you. The brick-red walls and dim lights made it look dull and depressing.

At the end of the passage, a heart-pounding bass sounded faintly from a door, mixed with the lyrics.

Pushing open the second door, a wave of sound poured into his ears.

After scanning the hall for a while, he walked to the bar and tapped the table with his knuckles: "A bottle of beer."

The bartender handed over a bottle of beer, took the money, and ignored him.

Luke turned a half circle and looked at the stage in the middle of the hall.

The stage is a disc with four cross-shaped aisles extending outwards, on which two women are dancing.

One is a white race, the other is an African American. The common denominator is that the clothes are seriously lacking, the stance is stalwart, the chassis is large, and the feeling of being shaken when thrown up.

Many people around the stage were whistling and tempted with the banknotes in their hands from time to time

They are close to themselves.

The two female dancers skillfully used their dance postures to put themselves in a position where they could receive the money, but would not be pulled down by others.

Dancing here, absolutely avoid this dangerous situation.

The end of being pulled from the stage, ranging from bruises and bruises, to death.

The bar owner has enough deterrent power, but he can't resist those idiots who drink too much and mess around when they are stupid.

At this moment, although Luke was facing the stage, the focus of his eyes was already on the virtual projection of the light-colored sunglasses.

A large number of miniature drones began to scout the bar, and they quietly flew in from various cracks to search for all the hidden areas of the building.

At the same time, Luke's ears were also collecting and analyzing the conversations of those around him.

Most of the pleasure-seeking people were simply skipped by him, and he focused on those who behaved in an unusual way.

Like two men leaning against each other, talking about the words "tomorrow's goods" and "twenty-five thousand".

From time to time, a single gangster who goes in through a guarded door and then comes out again will occasionally take the money they just received in their hands and run to the stage or bar to consume them.

But these little trash fish are not Luke's target.

These small fish won't enter his fishing range until he catches the big one.

Suddenly the music stopped, and the two female dancers, sweating all over, walked back to the central round platform with the only clothes around their waists and the banknotes pinned to them that looked like flowers.

The two women stood up, blew kisses at the surroundings, and then slowly sank to the bottom of the stage.

No music, all kinds of noisy sounds.

Whistles, scoldings, shouts, and conversations were mixed together, and there was a buzzing in everyone's ears.

Then those who went to the toilet, those who took the opportunity to drink alcohol and drugs, and those who hugged and gnawed wildly, also seized the time to continue.

This is the break time and the prelude to the next carnival.

Luke also found his purpose.

In a luxurious booth, one of them was called "Boss" by others, and another person called him "Boss Rama".

Iron Hand Rama, a boss with a killing iron hand, is also the big boss of this bar.

At the same time, he is also Claudia's "big customer".

Over the past two years, Claudia has provided him with up to five tons of goods, and the few times Haji has come, he has given the goods to this Rama.

In the dealer transactions with no integrity and no bottom line, it is quite rare whether to pay before the goods, or to pay after the goods.

Therefore, Luke eyed Rama.

Even if it is finally found out that there is no one behind Rama, he himself will have a large amount of experience points.

After finding the target, all that is born is waiting.

In order to avoid alarming the snake and make Rama's possible boss vigilant, Luke didn't plan to move this person directly, but he took out the information first.

At this moment, the music in the bar sounded again, and an electronic music "Toxic" sounded: "Baby, 't you see I'm calling, A guy like you should wear a warning..."

Three female dancers, dressed in cut-out blue stewardess uniforms, rose from under the circular stage.

Luke just raised the beer in his hand and took a sip, glanced casually, and saw the one standing in the C position of the female dancer, just twisting his waist and walking forward.

puff!

He spit out a sip of beer.

The bartender just glanced at him and found that he just spit and put the bottle back on the bar, and said nothing.

If it weren't for the bar, he wouldn't care if the customer spit out half a bottle of wine.

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