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Chapter 35 Underground Club

The traffic on the elevated road surged, and the car lights merged into a stream of light, gradually turning from noisy to quiet.

This second-tier coastal city has gradually been shrouded in darkness. The shops on both sides of the street have closed their doors and become quiet. Only one place, as luxurious as an ancient Roman palace, is lit.

Like a Christmas tree with colorful lights hanging on it, the neon lights are brilliant in the darkness, silent and extremely quiet.

And beneath this glorious silence lies an unknown madness.

"Oh, I didn't expect Mr. Chen to find time to visit despite his busy schedule. Don't worry, we've prepared the same room for you as last time. Please have a good sleep tonight."

"Dr. Tian is here too! I feel so bad when I think about the money you took away last time... Haha, no way. Just win as much as you can."

Underground, the bright white light was hazy on the woman's face, and the golden light was draped on the man's shoulders.

The man's hot breath and the scent of the woman's perfume seemed to blend together, transforming into a visible, decadent and luxurious mist that rose to the sky.

In this sea of decadence and extravagance, a tall and graceful figure walked among a group of people wearing masks whose faces could not be seen clearly, with a very sweet and attractive smile on her face.

"Boss Zhang is spending a fortune tonight. Which actress has he taken a fancy to?"

The woman walked over to a gambling table that was already in progress, stood next to a pot-bellied man, leaned in close, and lowered her voice in a light and friendly tone: "Is there anyone you like? I'll let her go to your room tonight."

"Haha, Miss Mu really understands me."

Boss Zhang pulled his gaze away from the gambling table, his whole body emitting a strong smell of alcohol. He grabbed the woman's hand and said teasingly, "It's a pity that money is easy to get, but a true friend is hard to find. I wonder if Miss Mu has time to accompany me?"

"Boss Zhang, please stop joking with me." The woman's smile remained bright as she said coquettishly, "Wouldn't an old woman like me standing here be an eyesore?"

"No, no, it's different from other women."

Boss Zhang seemed to have grown a little bolder after drinking a little. He reached out to put his arm around the woman's waist, shaking his head and jokingly saying, "Miss Mu is like a glass of wine. It only becomes more flavorful with the passage of time..."

However, before Boss Zhang's greasy hands could continue to touch her.

"Miss Mu." A dealer dressed as a bunny girl came over and ignored Boss Zhang's displeased look and whispered, "The boss wants you to come over."

"I see."

The woman nodded nonchalantly, looked at Boss Zhang with a smile and said apologetically, "Excuse me, Boss Zhang."

Boss Zhang was a little disappointed and reluctant, but he still let go tactfully.

If divinity is mercy and giving, and humanity is restraint and choice, then animality is desire and plunder.

When a person accumulates wealth to a certain level, the money becomes a string of intangible numbers. The rising desires and ambitions cannot be filled and become empty, so naturally, people begin to pursue more exciting things.

When humans put on masks to cover up the ugly faces of greed, they will turn back into beasts that worship bloody violence and power.

This unknown club, located more than ten meters underground, has the ability to convert their wealth into "power", realize all kinds of dark desires in their hearts, and trample on the ethical and legal system that belongs to mankind.

As long as you have enough capital, any extravagant things and things, whether legal or illegal, can be satisfied here.

You can give full vent to your desires for sensual pleasures and show your "real" self without restraint.

Fame, power, wealth, beauty, strength...

Slave auctions, assassination of rivals, killing of enemies, death arena...

There is only one person who cannot be provoked.

He is the "boss" who built the "club".

As long as you dare to cause trouble in this place, your fresh head will be chopped off the next day.

So far, there has been no exception.

So, when he heard that it was the "boss" who came looking for her, Boss Zhang sobered up instantly and let her go very rationally. "Can't you see that Boss Zhang's glass is empty? Go and fill it up. It's Shirakawa whiskey, and remember to add ice."

The woman bowed politely to apologize, called a female bartender over to pour some drinks and play with her, then turned around and left.

beep.

After being respectfully given way by several burly men in black suits, the woman stepped into the elevator in the center of the hall. After taking out her magnetic card and swiping it, the elevator began to rise slowly.

After walking out of the elevator, the woman's footsteps in high heels became very light, so light that there was no sound at all.

The road was dead silent and quiet, with only the sound of the exhaust fan slowly turning, as if it led directly to the underworld.

"Ah! Ahh!!"

She walked all the way to the room at the end, where she could hear shrill screams like those of a demon being tortured. The woman finally stopped and stood silently outside the door with her head down.

She just stood there, watching, as if waiting for something.

I don’t know how long it took, but the screams turned into wails, and finally into complete silence, as if it were ground into the earth.

"Come in."

A smiling voice came from the room next to the door, and the woman raised her hand without hesitation and pushed open the door in front of her.

The room was not as bloody as imagined, but rather clean and tidy. Apart from a table with Japanese shogi pieces on it, there was only the needle of a record player gently trembling as it played soothing classical music.

A middle-aged man wearing sunglasses walked out of another room and wiped his bloody hands with a handkerchief from his breast pocket.

"Higurashi-sama."

Ignoring the moans and smell of blood coming from the other room, the woman stood in front of him with her head lowered respectfully.

"Izumi, how's it going?"

The man picked up the tempting red blood peach on the table, with a look of satisfaction on his face. He asked casually and then took a bite.

Click.

It was impossible to tell whether it was scarlet blood or bright red juice overflowing from the corners of his mouth.

"I'm sorry." Mu Quanmei pursed her lips. "We've lost contact with those four 'hunters'. They died too late to pass on any useful information."

"..."

The room fell into a dead silence. Only the woman's deliberately suppressed breathing could be heard. The silence was even more complete than before.

And in the silence and dead silence, a voice with laughter sounded.

"They haven't even leaked the news. They are such losers. But who could have done this?"

"Is someone eyeing the same prey as me, or is it that even harmless lambs show their teeth?"

His words were full of emotion and joy. After hearing this, Mu Quanmei subconsciously raised her head and saw the two photos that the man was gently stroking.

One of the photos shows two figures in their prime on the court.

The background of another photo is an orphanage with a sign that reads "Linhai Children's Welfare Institute". A little boy is standing in front of it with a gentle smile on his face, seeming to be a well-behaved and sensible child.

but……

"It's really similar, this look."

He looked at the boy in the photo and sighed, "That kind of misfortune and loneliness of being abandoned by the world. He clearly rejects the world, but because he is in this despicable world and is troubled by its despicableness, even his words and actions have to become despicable."

(End of this chapter)