In an underground dance hall in Yangcheng.

Noisy music, turbid air, manic men and women.

Everyone was swaying their bodies wildly, asking themselves to emit strong hormones as much as possible to attract the eyes of the opposite sex.

A man with a baseball cap was sitting in a dark corner, holding a can of beer in the deafening music, drinking it tastelessly, but his eyes were cautiously paying attention to the situation around him.

He looked at his watch from time to time, and then stood up and came to the backstage of the dance hall.

This is a narrow corridor with a mess and dirty inside, and many men and women who completed the transaction under the cover of money were crowded together.

One pair next to another, without disturbing each other, and at least a dozen pairs of men and women were making absurd sound in the narrow corridor.

The man's tall figure attracted the attention of several women, and they all reached out to pull him, but he avoided them one by one.

Walking through the corridor and into the stairs, the sound of the manic music becomes much farther away. There is no decoration here, and everything is still the true face of cement, rough and simple.

There is a simple wooden door under the stairs. After opening it, it is a dark utility room. Walking deep into the utility room, move a bag full of garbage, and behind it is a shabby wooden door that needs to bend to get in.

Just push it with your hands and know that this wooden door is not that simple and very heavy. Even adult men have to use a lot of effort to push it open.

As the wooden door was gradually opened, soft and bright light shot out from the cracks in the wooden door.

Behind the portal are two worlds that are completely different from the outside.

The lights here are bright, luxuriously decorated, and the complex textures on the Baroque furniture are so tired that people feel tired.

After closing the door, the noisy music outside disappeared instantly.

"Maria was abandoned by you."

A hoarse voice rang.

The sound is rough and seems to have smoked and drunk too much, which ruined the throat.

The man took off the baseball cap on his head and exposed a red hair. His white skin had a pathological beauty under the light of fluorescent lights.

"Buck, you know, Maria is useless. Her skin has been peeled off and she cannot grow back in half a month. And you also know how ugly she looks without skin. She is easily discovered wherever she goes. An arrow flew over, so I had to use her first, which can be regarded as a waste use. At least I didn't kill him with my own hands. You said right, otherwise my conscience would still feel a little uneasy."

Buck is a middle-aged man wearing a wide golden nightgown, showing his furry chest, black hair and yellow skin, but his big nose and deep eye sockets indicate that he is not an Easterner, but should be of mixed race or Mexican origin.

Buck poured a glass of wine and pushed it to the table: "It's a pity that it was a very charming woman, a beauty, Harry, toast to Maria."

Harry pinched the wine glass, sniffed it, and then looked carefully, then clinked with Buck's wine glass, and a crisp sound sounded in the room.

"How is it going on over Rennes?" Harry asked after drinking the wine.

"He has taken that woman to Central City and should be waiting for boarding at the airport now. If nothing unexpected happens, we can celebrate the successful completion of this mission in half an hour. You and I can go home by then. To be honest, I will be tired of life in this smelly ditch." Buck said this and showed a smile. The deep nasolabial folds and crow's feet added a lot of life experience and frost to his face.

At this moment, the phone ringing suddenly rang in the room.

Buck and Harry's eyes froze at the same time.

At this time, there is no news, and news often represents a bad situation.

Buck frowned and opened the drawer. There were six phones inside, one of which was placed in the corner, a screen full of dust was constantly flashing.

Seeing the phone ringing, a surging wave broke out in Buck's heart, but his face was extremely calm, he picked up the phone and turned into the bedroom.

Harry's eyes flashed slightly, his hands were crossed together. At this moment, he was like a beast ready to storm people at any time. No one deserves to believe that he could use Maria to block the arrows, and Buck could use his head to block the door. Those who do this work would never hand over their lives to others.

Click, the door opened, and Buck walked out with a smile: "It was a false alarm, but it was not good news. The plane was delayed for half an hour. It seems that we two have to suffer here for a while."

Harry's expression relaxed a little while hearing this, and his overlapping hands spread apart, looking around the room: "You really know how to enjoy it. These decorations are probably millions? Why don't you save this money?"

Buck sat back on his chair and said helplessly: "You also know how much it is to exchange star coins for US dollars. Instead of giving money to those guys who are slapped in the dark web, it is better to enjoy and squander them all here."

Harry came to the glass display cabinet and gently touched the glass with his fingers, as if he was admiring the various antiques placed inside.

There are sword coins from ancient times, cloisonné vases, and a crown of ancient emperors. In addition, there are more than a dozen things of big and small.

"Aren't these all true?" Harry's expression became much more serious.

Buck laughed and said, "How could it be true? They are all fakes. I saw good looks and casually bought them in the market."

Harry laughed, too.

At this moment, Harry moved, and the glass he touched with his finger suddenly showed a light green texture, shattered with a bang, and then the glass fragments rushed towards the smiling Buck like rain.

At the same time, Harry rushed to the low doorway.

Buck sighed slightly, "Why do you have to struggle? Why do you make yourself die so ugly?"

The stars on Buck's body lit up, and the three dark acupoints looked particularly dazzling.

A light shield appeared in front of Buck. The broken glass thorned on the light shield, just like inserting into a gel, suspended in the air and unable to move forward.

At the same time, Harry's blue eyes, who had already rushed to the door, shrank suddenly, and Buck appeared at the door, blocking his path.

Harry looked behind him, but found that Buck was still sitting on a chair, staring at him with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"Illusion?"

"Just want to lie to me?"

Harry continued to rush forward without hesitation.

At the same time, Buck stretched his hands upwards, grabbed a Japanese knife in the void, held it with both hands, and slashed it with force.

Harry, cut in half, looked at Buck in disbelief.
Chapter completed!