Chapter 147

The torrent of history is surging forward, and the past of mankind is just one of the waves.

Some people say that one's power is too small to change the world.

This is reasonable.

However, although one person can't change the world, he can still change other people's view of the world.

Show them a different world from before.

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Holf galaxy, salember star, azdar city.

This is the territory of demons, the place where order collapses, and the evil kingdom that even God wants to avoid.

Whether you're a star fugitive, a worthless drunkard, or a politician who's absconded from embezzling a lot of money, this is the only choice for you to spend the rest of your life.

You'll get everything you want here, of course, if you can afford it.

However, you should not think that the principle of equal value exchange will be unimpeded here. If you want to exchange, you should have enough strength and sincerity.

There is no ruler here, or the ruler is always changing, just like looking at the flowers on horseback.

On a night of alcohol and hormones, Huck street at 3:30 a.m. looks bleak.

Several drunkards pushed and pushed each other, sometimes helped each other, and walked in the middle of the road. Whistling, obscene laughter, from time to time reverberated in the empty street.

"Bang Dang" drunk beer can was walking in front of the drunkard thrown forward, banging with the ground, issued a harsh sound.

"Hey, FEM, can't you make a little less noise?" A yellow cockscomb in the back yelled, obviously dissatisfied with the behavior of the drunk throwing the bottle in front just now.

"Come on, katho. If he doesn't make noise, he won't be called FEM. He barked louder than that girl when he was doing that girl just now. Ha ha ha ~! " A man with long straight hair was laughing obstinately and licking his upper gums with his forked tongue from time to time.

"Hey, what the hell are you doing?" Cockscomb was still upset and yelled at the bald farmer who stopped in front of him.

However, Fei Mu, who was more than two meters tall, was as stupid as a fool. He stood still and let the chicken crown head coming from behind almost hit his back like a hill.

"Yes, you eat shit!" The cockscomb flew up and kicked him in the ass.

But Fei Mu did not respond at all, still standing like a stone carving.

"Shh, wait." Straight hair man suddenly frowned, reached out and made a silent movement. His eyes followed the direction that FEM's eyes were staring, until the empty beer can just stopped rolling, and then he looked up, and continued to swim up along the edge of darkness. The straight haired man's vision is finally parallel to the ground and condenses at two points in the dark.

The two dots were as yellow as the eyes of wild animals.

"What's that?" Straight hair man can't help murmuring, his hands consciously touch the x37 automatic laser gun inserted in the waist.

"Who is there? Who is it? " Jiguantou also noticed the shadow in the dark, and immediately popped up the black wrist stab on his wrist, which was lying on his chest on guard.

The guys who can roam the city at night are all ruthless characters.

"Run..." Fei Mu's voice is like countless cotton, half a day to squeeze out a word.

"What?" The cockscomb was full of impatient complaints. Before he could send them out, Fei Mu's bald head exploded in front of his eyes.

"Bang!" A huge sound followed, like a belated curse, instantly sealed the body of straight haired man and cockscomb head. A strange numbness and itching of limbs, just like being gnawed by countless black ants, the feeling of terror is coming.

When the warm touch starts to flow down the skin texture, they finally wake up and realize the cruel fact that is happening in front of their eyes and may happen to them next.

Kill!

In this city, the most common thing, but let two people taste the faint sweet of fear for the first time tonight.

"To die!" Straight male quickly pulled out the laser gun, almost in an instant, the modified high-speed charged laser gun, will dazzle the orange light arrow into the dark.

Cockscomb head is not a dry rice eater, so he dashes into the dark along a strange arc. They are the executioners who kill people without blinking an eye. Killing is a common thing for them. Just now that woman was also rifled by him, blood and internal organs could not frighten him!

However, the crow head, who was rushing to the dark, suddenly found that the dark yellow eyes like ghosts had long disappeared, as if they had never appeared. In the dark there were only dimly visible mottled walls and wet streets along the walls.

The cockscomb head that pounces on the wall lifts its legs to push against the wall and stops its body by using the buffer. The excrement left by people or animals in the corner gives off a bad sour smell, which makes the already upset cockscomb's stomach more uncomfortable.He suppressed the urge to vomit and turned to look at the straight haired man not far behind him.

It didn't matter, but the desire to vomit, which was just pressed down by the cockscomb, rushed up again, and gushed out with the turbid liquid of wine.

But at this moment, he had no time to clean up the dirt on his clothes, and the straight haired man with only half his head left made his heart drop to the freezing point.

"No!" His vocal cords had not yet completed, and the sound was completely cracked. The high-speed kinetic energy bullet with great destructive force flattened his whole chest above.

The last scene in cockscomb's field of vision is the dim fire light from hell, and the ferocious arm that only the devil can have.

The brown cloak dropped slowly, covering the arm that did not belong to human beings at all. Kula reaches out his left hand and lowers the hood on his head, allowing the shadow to completely cover the curve of his face. And the white, scallion like left hand fell gently into the shadow of the cloak.

Without more monologues, Kula would go deep into the darkness, like a silent black cat, disappearing into the night before dawn.

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On the outskirts of azdar, a luxurious villa sleeps quietly at night.

This is the private clubhouse of gadin, and it's also a place frequented by arms dealers. It doesn't need too much explanation. The stacked secret sentries and almost a battalion's permanent guard force are enough to explain the difference here.

In recent years, there has been almost no private arms trade in Adar, and there has been no order in the wellfield.

Some say it's the pure land in hell, others say it's the residence of the Demon Lord. But no matter how sensational the rumors are, what kind of awe people hold here, there is only one truth. That's gadine, the eternal master here.

Azdar has no real ruler, but if he insists on pressing one on it, it will be gaddin.

The background of the free warlord holds many dark forces, and there are countless star bandits under his command. Gadine is almost synonymous with the dark world of the Holf galaxy. Even the invincible killer organization, wanguilou, has to give him three points of courtesy.

This month is the delivery period at the end of the quarter. At this time, there are always countless arms dealers, drug dealers and slave traders coming to azdar, waiting for Lord gaddin to announce the quota for the coming year. The people who can get the quota, whether they sell or buy, all make money without losing money. The money is enough for one person to spend several years in the nearby star field.

Tomorrow is the day to announce the quota, and tonight is a routine carnival that is almost ritualized.

"Hey, do you think that woman upstairs is barking loudly?" A two meter tall man with sunglasses looked back at the closed door upstairs and said with some doubts.

"What's so strange about being loud? When did the boss do that, his voice was not loud? " Another skinny looking man grunted that his left arm seemed to have been replaced by some kind of machine.

"No, I think this time the woman's voice sounds a little miserable." The sunglasses man still frowned and said suspiciously.

"Nonsense, it's strange not to scream when you're made by a monster like the boss!" The emaciated man said angrily, as if he had been treated like this before.

"No, my feeling is that the woman screamed like she was frightened or crazy!" The sunglasses man looked back at the closed door upstairs. His intuition was always accurate. Today, the woman's cry made him feel creepy.

"There seems to be something wrong..." Thin man also seems to feel something, a pair of triangular eyes slightly narrowed up, like a mechanical left arm issued a slight trembling sound.

"Wait, I seem to hear..." The sunglasses man took off his sunglasses and showed his red eyes.

"The boss is screaming!" The thin man had no time to finish, and his body had already run upstairs.

However, his vision was blocked by something. The original stairs were suddenly blocked, and his vision was so dark. It was like being covered by a curtain, and no light was projected in.

Sunglasses man, no, it should be said that the man who took off his sunglasses stood in the same place, looking at the stairs in disbelief.

The thin man's head was pinched in the palm by a huge demon like right hand, which turned into a piece of meat mud in a moment.

Kula turned his head slowly, with dark yellow eyes like wild animals, looking coldly at the stiff Sunglasses man. The sunglasses in the big man's hand had already fallen on the ground, but he didn't realize it.

"The gardine club?" Asked Kula.

The big man nodded instinctively. He should have been at the top of the food chain and would have been the existence of instinctive fear for any human being. But tonight, in front of the "devil" in the brown cloak, he could not help shivering."Next time, remember to put up a road sign. It's hard to find..." Kula mumbled a few words and walked upstairs without looking back.