Bow Lan Street has always been a famous playground in Hong Kong.
As for what is being played, people who know the industry will naturally know. otbnkotgt I thought about it and said, "No need.
I'll go back by myself later.
By the way, remember to call the police the next morning."
My words frightened the driver.
He looked at me blankly, wondering why the police were involved.
"Don't worry, just do as I say."
After saying that, he walked towards the lively crowd and lit a cigarette.
The night was a little cooler.
There were many foreigners and many drunk girls on the road.
Some charming women who were chatting up to make money came over and kept hearing words like: "Sir, are you lonely at night?"
I didn't respond and thought to myself: If the devil really exists, then this may be an illusion that pulls people into hell. .
Walking into the alley in front, a signboard that didn't look very eye-catching from the street was erected in front of me.
The iron door was closed, and two big men stood at the door.
It depends on the occasion.
There is a Bagua mirror hanging above the iron door.
It is inconspicuous and you may not notice it if you don't look carefully.
Mr.
Tang told me the whereabouts of Silver Snake this morning, but of course he didn't directly tell me where he was hiding.
The clue given is that Silver Snake is addicted to alcohol and likes to eat people's brains.
There is an underground black bar in Hong Kong that can satisfy his weird hobby.
The one in front of me is the Mingming UB with a common name.
The bar is a nightclub with many ghosts and monsters, but even if Feng Shui is taken into consideration during the decoration, a Bagua mirror will not be blatantly hung on the door.
Most of the bars with Bagua mirrors have some background and have some connection with our circle.
This Mingming UB also has a history.
The owner is very mysterious.
It is said that he is a powerful financial backer in the circle.
The business is not open to everyone, but only to people in our circle.
The profit belongs to the people in the circle. money.
This is similar to the Sanfu Tea House in Shanghai, but the difference is that the Sanfu Tea House is not a mess.
Most of the people who go to Sanfu Tea House are righteous people in the circle.
But this Mingming UB is just the opposite.
Most of the people who go in are evil people.
It is said that underground death matches, living corpses, and all kinds of perverted services are provided internally.
Of course, evil people are also willing to spend money, but they are not as willing to spend money as they were in ancient times.
In ancient times, if you killed someone, you could escape for a year and a half, or even a lifetime.
In modern society, if you want to kill someone, unless you have a strong background, they will be targeting you in two or three days.
Therefore, guys with perverted hobbies like Xiang Ji have no place to satisfy their desires, so they will come to places like Qingming UB to spend money to buy happiness.
Crossing the road, I walked forward.
The big man at the door immediately blocked my way and asked, "What are you doing?"
I smiled and said, "If you're in the circle, go in and have a drink."
The two big men obviously knew the market.
They glanced at each other, then pointed to the Bagua mirror behind them and said, "Take a photo."
This Bagua mirror can distinguish between demons, ghosts, humans, and gods.
If it turns out to be a ghost, it will naturally not be allowed in.
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If it were a human being, the cultivator would have Qi in his body, and the Bagua Mirror would also react.
However, if there was no reaction, it would mean that he was an ordinary person, and naturally he would not be allowed to enter.
I took a few steps forward and stood in front of the Bagua mirror.
When the mirror looked at me, a shimmering light flashed on the mirror.
It looks like five colors, which coincides with the five elements of breath in my body.
The two big men looked at me and said, "No problem, just go in."
Then he turned around and pressed a few passwords, and then the iron door slowly opened.
Heavy music and a strange blue-purple light emerged.
I stepped in and took the card from the big man next to me.
In the past few years, I have almost never been to a place like a bar.
Of course, it’s not just the bar where perverts gather in front of me.
I rarely go to ordinary bars.
Unlike disco in the early years, there are more booths in bars now, and the people dancing on the dance floor are basically guys who are preparing for a one-night stand.
I don't instinctively have a good impression of this kind of place.
A group shouted to free themselves.
Those who only seek temporary happiness will have to pay for these crimes after death.
I walked through a long black corridor and heard crazy shouts, screams of pain, and moans from all over the world.
The light became more and more brilliant.
When I walked out of the corridor, a ray of light swept across the wooden sign in my hand, which seemed to verify my identity.
Soon a scantily clad waiter came over.
She smiled coquettishly and said, "Is there anything I can do for you?"
I shook my head and said, "Go and do your work, I'll go around by myself."
The waiter was slightly surprised.
It seemed that few people who came here knew how to wander around on their own.
She looked at me and saw that I had no intention of changing my mind.
Just walk away wisely.
I was left alone to walk through the bar, and everything I saw was a crazy scene.
This scene could definitely be called a pervert, with a big iron cage in the center.
Inside, there were two guys who didn't seem to have weak magic powers, fighting to the death.
On the other side, a group of guys who looked like demon cultivators from the evil sect were drinking blood and shaking like convulsions.
Further away, the scene of lewdness was even more unsightly.
Blood spilled everywhere on the ground.
You can see torn flesh everywhere, but the people here seem to be used to it.
I also noticed that there was an open door in the direction of the bar.
Several people were guarding it.
I didn’t know what was inside, but it seemed important.
I walked to the bar.
The bartender at the bar was also very strange.
He was a middle-aged man with thinning hair and a prosthetic eye.
He was holding a cigar and wiping his cup while smiling gloomily.
There were several young girls standing by the bar, but they all had their heads lowered and their faces were ashen.
"Brother.
What do you want to drink?"
he asked.
"Beer," I said smoothly.
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The bartender looked at me strangely and said, "It's your first time, little brother."
I paused, frowned strangely and said, "How can you tell?"
"No one comes to my bar just to order beer, and people who come to this bar don't come for beer.
This place can satisfy all your needs and desires.
It's no exaggeration to say that it's a wine pool and a meat forest, where you can live a drunken life and die in a dream."
He wiped the clean cup.
Put it in front of me, then pulled out a bottle of red liquid from behind, poured two-thirds of the cup into my cup, then pushed it in front of me and said: "Try this, it is suitable for young people like you who are new here."
I looked at the bright red liquid, not knowing whether it was wine or something else, so I frowned and said, "I don't drink blood."
"Haha, this is not blood, this is wine.
Don't worry, we won't sell blood or human flesh to customers without ordering it separately.
If you think this cup is not powerful, you can use it to drink."
He pointed out He pointed to the row of women standing behind him and said.
I paused.
I had heard of the idea of a female body drinking vessel in the past, but I had never seen it come true.
I shook my head anyway and took a sip of the red liquid, which tasted like wine and was slightly sweet.
The entrance was quite refreshing, and I whispered: "It tastes good."
"Haha, let's have another drink," the bartender asked with a smile.
After I nodded, I leaned over and asked, "I'm looking for someone."
"Who?"
he said nonchalantly, "you have to pay for asking."
I took out a stack of money and put it on the table.
When he reached out to take it, I held him down.
I then said, "Don't you even ask me who I'm looking for?"
"No matter who you are looking for, I can tell you.
All you have to do is give the money."
As he spoke, he took back the stack of money and then asked, "Tell me, who you want to know the whereabouts of."
"Silver Snake Halberd."
I opened my mouth to answer.
Unexpectedly, the bartender, who was counting money with a relaxed expression, suddenly shook his hands, then looked back at me, his eyes paused for a moment, then he came over and whispered, "What are you doing with him?"
It is not difficult to tell from the expression that this guy knows where Silver Snake is, but he is so nervous that he may have concerns.
"Don't worry about anything I want to do with him.
Didn't you say that as long as you have money, you can find anyone?
You have already taken the money.
Do you want to cheat?"
After finishing speaking, I knocked on the table subconsciously
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