Rifiat, the most chaotic country in the world, has not a large land area, but various mineral resources are very rich, and there are even rich gold mines. However, the continuous wars and leaders who do not understand politics switch like a revolving lantern have prevented the residents of this country from moving towards peace and prosperity, but have dragged the country into the abyss of falling little by little.

For ordinary residents of Rifiat, living here is just a matter of muddle-by-wife because they have no tomorrow and no future.

Here, all kinds of crimes are rampant, and locals may be better. If outsiders rashly enter here, losing money is a small matter. If they are not careful, they can only come in and go out horizontally, or they don’t have to go out at all, and they will sleep here forever from now on.

Poverty makes the people here extremely vicious, aggressive and kind, unable to survive here at all, and can only be completely buried in the grave.

Even if a teenager is not careful, he may steal your package. If you chase him, he may pull out a pistol and point it at you and pull the trigger.

The land of chaos is the grave of the good, but it is the paradise for the sinners.

I don’t know how many criminals in the world have been wanted and hid here, continuing to do unscrupulous crimes. To some extent, this place is a vicious person and a paradise for criminals. Even the Interpol dare not come here to arrest people.

It’s not that I haven’t tried it, but these people who came have basically never returned.

There are not only ordinary criminals here, but also powerful practitioners. There are killer organizations, mercenaries, local forces, and the underground ruler here "Death Angel Samar".

The Angel of Death, Samar, is a code name, representing a person, his real name is no longer known, Samar is his name, he has no official position, but his words are effective in President Rifiat's words.

If you don't listen to the president, you may not die, but if you don't obey Samar's orders and disobey his will, you may die.

No one knows how powerful Samar is, but more than 20 years ago, someone chased Rifiat because of a notorious most criminal. Because he knew the particularity of this place, he asked a supreme powerhouse to help and let the supreme powerhouse enter Rifiat to capture the criminal.

The Supreme Powerful Man entered Rifiat and saw a man on the empty street, a man in a mask, without any nonsense, just saying one sentence.

"This is my territory, either get out or stay forever!"

The Supreme Powerful Ones are all the strongest people at the top of this world. The strongest people on the peak are naturally not convinced by being intimidated by such a tone. They have to fight for one battle. If they really can’t beat them, they’ll run away!

Without a fierce fight, the masked man gave a finger.

The spiritual energy between heaven and earth instantly condensed in this finger, like a gathering of wind and clouds, instantly hitting the supreme powerhouse opposite.

The Supreme Powerful Man was a body trainer, and his body was harder than steel. However, he couldn't resist this finger and his body exploded and shattered all over the ground.

The news came out, and no justice came here to cause trouble.

It’s not that everyone can’t help the death angel Samar. It’s just that this place is originally a chaotic small country. With Samar and Samar, it cannot change its essence at all. Under such a premise, who is willing to fight a pervert who can kill the supreme power with one finger?

After that war, Rifiat became famous all over the world and attracted more and more criminals, like a country of criminals.

The sky was covered with clouds, the sun was gone, and a muffled thunder sounded in the sky, and a heavy rain was coming.

People sitting at home and standing on the street all looked up and looked in the sky with anticipation and excited expressions.

It has been drought here for too long. If it doesn’t rain anymore, let alone taking a bath, even drinking water will become a problem.

On the street, there are many people sitting in a dilapidated hotel with old tables and chairs. These people are of different shapes and skin colors. Almost everyone has pistols or rifles on their bodies. They surround them with shabby wooden tables, some are playing poker and gambling, some are drinking, and some are leaning on chairs and sleeping.

A bearded man drank all the beer in front of him in one breath, then smashed the beer glass heavily on the table, and shouted: "Hey... let's have another beer! Hant, you have water in this beer, right? Why is it so light? Just a beer that can make birds look like it, it costs thirty dollars. You are simply blackmailing!"

A middle-aged man wearing a vest and holding a cigarette in his arms responded in a plain tone, "If you think it's expensive, you can not drink it!"

The bearded man seemed to be used to the bartender's answer: "Drink, why don't you drink! In this ghost place, what else can you do besides drinking and gambling?"

A black man next to him smiled and said, "You can still play with women."

The bearded man spat: "The woman here has a fart to play with her head, and the price is more expensive. Why not travel to other countries? Wouldn't it be more fun to have fun?"

The black man smiled and said, "Everything is very expensive here, but it's safe here. A guy like you who has so many lives on him, and if you go out and be targeted, it's a dead end. I heard that your bounty has reached one million."

The bearded man snorted coldly: "These people are so stingy. I am still in the great realm of strength. If you do whatever you want, it will be more than that little money."

A man next to him said, "Jeff, I heard that you made a big fortune at the beginning and made a lot of money, and you can't spend it all in your life?"

The bearded man's face changed slightly and he said, "Who is talking nonsense? If I were so rich, I would have gone to heaven to have fun and fun women. As for hiding here to drink this beer that is so light but still expensive?"

Everyone laughed, and the eyes that had originally fallen on the bearded man also turned away.

"Your beer."

Bartender Hant put a beer in front of him with a bad attitude, then turned around and left.

Jeff, a bearded man, picked up the beer and took a big sip. He looked at the people around him and looked away, his face relaxed a little.

This is Rifiat!

Who is the good guy here?

If a person comes here with a huge amount of money, it is easy to be killed by other people to steal money. No matter how powerful you are, it is always the most important thing to not reveal your money.

"Squeak!"
Chapter completed!