Chapter 1653 Satisfaction

Compared to the calmness during the day, the North District is brightly lit at night.

These lights naturally do not come from street lights, but from neon lights.

Among the rows of low-rise small houses, these colorful lights are not only the main lighting tools, but also the ‘indicator lights’ for the locals in the North District.

The red and yellow ones are gambling stalls.

The red and blue one is the tobacco shop.

The red and pink one is the stable.

The pure red one is the washing ground.

Each color represents a different meaning, which may not be clear to outsiders, but it is clear to people in the North District.

Several police cars stopped at the entrance of the North District on time. Several police officers glanced at the North District with disgusted and helpless eyes and fell silent.

It’s not that the North District hasn’t been tidied up.

However, it had little effect.

It might be a little better now that I'm sorting it out.

But it only lasts for two or three days, and it will quickly change back to its original state. Ai City's city hall tried hard several times and lost one councilor, one police chief, two police chiefs and no less than thirty people. After the police arrived, they completely abandoned this place and changed it to 'supervision' - setting up 'posts' to isolate the place. Every entry and exit required strict inspection. What happened inside? It is up to the people of the North District themselves to take responsibility.

Under this premise, the situation in the North District has become more and more complicated as time goes by. The messy streets, low-rise houses, and gangs that live and breed like cockroaches have gradually turned it into a lawless place. .

Many wanted criminals regard this place as a paradise.

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

Definitely not Dennis.

Dennis is a very typical native of the North End. He doesn't know who his father is, his mother is a street girl, and the person closest to him is a pimp.

After his mother died, he became a member of the bottom gang.

Eating the cheapest food, sucking low-quality flying leaves, and hanging out in the worst stables every day.

When the boss needs it, he goes out to stand in the field. When he has nothing to do, he kills time in the gambling stall.

Today is no exception.

Dennis spent the whole afternoon and half the evening in old Harry's gambling stall.

But the only difference is that compared to the past, Dennis is extremely lucky today. He has been winning since dark.

In front of him, at this time, there was already a thick stack of banknotes.

There are large and small denominations.

It's enough to make people jealous.

But Dennis was not someone to be trifled with. Dennis, who grew up in this area, knew the rules here very well. He slapped a bastard who wanted to fish in troubled waters with his backhand and knocked him to the ground. He stabbed the opponent with a dagger, and then, Pulled it out immediately.

puff!

Blood 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 around him ducking away, he picked up the money, put it in his pocket, and staggered towards the next door.

People in the North District do not have the habit of saving money.

Spending money when you have it is a characteristic of North District people.

Because they have no idea whether they can survive until tomorrow.

As a true North Ender, Dennis is no exception.

After he walked into the cigarette shop, he took out half of his money, threw it on the table, and shouted to the owner of the cigarette shop: "Bring me the best goods."

Without any hesitation, after counting the money clearly, the owner of the cigarette shop took out a box of flying leaves without paying attention to the blood stains on it.

Unlike regular, rough-rubbed fly leaves.

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

After Dennis took a satisfied sip, his eyes immediately became blurred. He just sat against the wall and started to puff away.

Ten minutes later, Dennis came back to his senses.

He shook his unconscious head, feeling that he was falling from the clouds to the earth. It was really uncomfortable.

He really wanted to do it again.

But thinking of the time he had agreed with that person, Dennis gritted his teeth and restrained himself. After putting away the remaining flying leaves, he staggered towards the other side.

There was no need to know the way. Following the lanterns, Dennis quickly arrived at a place that seemed a bit remote to people in the North District.

There are no gambling stalls, no cigarette shops, and no stables.

A large area of ​​dilapidated unfinished buildings stands here. Maybe this was once the residence of a certain gang, and maybe it will become the residence of a certain gang soon, but now it is empty.

There is no one, which means it is remote in the eyes of people from the North District.

Dennis thinks so too.

If it weren't for trading, he wouldn't come to such a remote place.

Following the man's instructions, Dennis bypassed the first two buildings and carefully examined the third building for a while before finding the entrance to the basement hidden behind a pile of garbage.

Without knocking, Dennis pushed open the basement door.

Some people from the North End know how to knock on doors.

Dennis never knocked on the door.

After an unexpected goal-breaking success, Dennis continued this habit.

He believes this is a source of good luck.

The basement was colder and darker than imagined.

There was only an oil lamp placed in a corner, and relying on the faint light, Dennis saw the person he was looking for: a man wearing a tattered windbreaker and a top hat.

The brim of the hat covered most of the other person's face, revealing only a chin covered with stubble.

"Hey, man."

"How did you do it?"

"My luck today is really great."

Dennis leaned forward.

"A few tips."

The other party said in a low voice.

"Can you teach me?"

Dennis asked greedily.

"It's hard."

"You can't learn."

The other party shook his head.

Dennis smiled. How do you describe this smile? It was like a jackal curling up the corners of its mouth and showing its fangs in a smile.

The blood-stained dagger that he carried with him appeared in Dennis's hand.

"What now?"

Dennis flipped his wrist, and the blood-stained dagger drew a perfect arc under the light of the oil lamp, showing the familiarity and skill of the dagger player.

"Now?"

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

With an unexpected smile, the other party strode towards Dennis.

"Stop!"

"Asshole, I told you to stop!"

"Do you think I'm joking?"

Dennis shouted to stop the other party, and when he found that the other party had no intention of stopping, he immediately stabbed the other party with a dagger.

Life in the North District still taught Dennis what it meant to strike first.

At this time, Dennis would not show mercy.

Feeling the dagger stabbing into the opponent's body, he looked at the opponent fiercely.

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

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

Dennis wanted to let go of the dagger.

But his hand seemed to be glued to it and he couldn't let go at all.

Not only that, his throat also seemed to be stuck, and no sound was released.

Dennis could only watch as he was being devoured by the other person's body bit by bit.

Until his death, Dennis had no idea what had happened.

“Really good pre-dinner snack.”

The 'man' wearing a tattered windbreaker and top hat commented like this after opening his mouth and spitting out the clothes and shoes that belonged to Dennis.

Then, the other party looked forward to the arrival of the dinner more and more.

…

Sitting in a soft sofa chair, barefoot and with his legs crossed, Huo Lun was trimming the index finger of his left hand with a nail clipper.

Behind him, his two bodyguards, one on the left and one on the right, stood there like door gods.

Under his feet, Lopu crawled and trembled.

Just like those bad gamblers who were brought here in the past.

"Lop, your wife was sold for 1,500 yuan, and your son was sold for 1,000 yuan. Putting these aside, you still owe me 17,000 yuan. How do you plan to pay it back?"

Huo Lun said slowly.

"me……"

Luopu wanted to say something, but he had already lost completely and couldn't come up with anything valuable.

You say fate?

In the North District, the least valuable thing is life.

"I'm not an unreasonable person. Now I'll take you to a place. As long as you can kill the people inside, my account will be wiped off. How about that?"

Huo Lun asked.

"good!"

Having no choice, Luopu agreed simply.

If you don't agree, you will die.

If you agree, at least you can live.

As for the person who was killed?

I can only blame him for his bad luck.

Huolun smiled and waved, and the woman waiting next to him immediately put on his shoes for Huolun. Huolun stood up from the chair and walked straight out.

And Lopp?

He followed me obediently.

No walking.

Sitting in a car, Huo Lun came directly to an area of ​​unfinished buildings.

He looked at this unfinished building with burning eyes.

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

Of course, before that, he needs to satisfy the local snakes here.

"Right inside."

Huo Lun pointed to the door behind the pile of garbage.

Luopu took a knife from the bodyguard and walked there.

"correct."

"Forgot to tell you."

"Your wife and son are also in there."

"If you hurry up, you might still be able to see them."

When Luopu was about to push the door open, Huo Lun suddenly spoke.

When he saw Luopu turning his head to look at him with hatred, Huo Lun couldn't help but smile, full of sarcasm.

Huo Lun watched Luopu disappear behind the door.

The sarcastic smile became even stronger.

"A bad gambler still wants to show the love of her husband and father?"

"It's so funny!"

Huo Lun said while estimating the time.

Then, he strode towards the door.

Behind him, the bodyguards followed him in together.

Huo Lun never believed in so-called promises.

He only believes in himself.

Therefore, after seeing the man wearing a tattered windbreaker and polite clothes in the room, he raised his hand and let his subordinates seize the advantageous position.

"According to our agreement, this place is mine now."

Huo Lun did not ask where Luopu went.

Just like the people he threw here before, he was indifferent. He only cared about whether his own interests would be damaged.

"Yes."

"This place belongs to you."

As the other party spoke, he walked towards the corner and prepared to pick up the oil lamp.

But at this time, one of Huo Lun's men stood in front of the opponent.

The other party turned to look at Huolun.

"I said this place is mine!"

"Including the oil lamp on the ground!"

"certainly……"

"Including you!"

Huo Lun said seriously.

"As agreed, you can already get what you want."

said the man in the top hat.

"Yes, I just followed the agreement. Everything here belongs to me."

Huo Lun laughed.

"You are such a villain!"

"However, he is also the villain I expected!"

"Can't wait to taste you!"

the man said.

"Yeah?"

"me too."

After Huo Lun finished speaking, the bodyguard who had been hiding behind him jumped out, pointing the flamethrower directly at the man.

call!

A tongue of fire flew out and swallowed the man instantly.

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

"Then do you think I will be prepared when I deal with you gang of villains?"

Huo Lun looked at the man wrapped in flames and sneered, but the next moment, the sneer stopped abruptly, and a familiar but weird voice sounded behind him.

Familiar because behind him, he should be his most capable subordinate.

Because of this, he was given the important task of giving the opponent a fatal blow.

And it was weird because his subordinate's emphasis became weird.

Without thinking, Huo Lun pounced forward.

But, it's too late!

call!

The flames in the flamethrower passed directly over Huolun. Not only Huolun, but also the thugs around him were all turned into running torches.

Then, Huolun's most capable man extinguished his flamethrower and crashed into the wall like a mad cow.

boom!

In the muffled sound, the opponent's brain exploded.

“It’s not authentic, but I wouldn’t mind having some barbecue.”

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

"pity……"

"I have to find another collaborator."

A man wearing a tattered trench coat and a top hat walked out of the shadows and spoke with a sigh.

However, this did not prevent the other party from devouring it.

The other party first picked up the oil lamp, and immediately, the flames flying around, including Huolun and Huolun's men, were all sucked into the oil lamp. Without the burning flames, Huolun and his men fell to the ground one after another.

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

When the man with the flame gun on his back was also devoured by the opponent, the man in a tattered trench coat and polite clothes sighed with contentment, happily held the oil lamp and pushed the door open and walked out.

puff!

The moment the other party opened the door, a cold light flashed.

A sharp knife passed through his throat.