Starting from the recovery of Shanhaijing

Chapter 168 The Gate of Ghosts (5K)

Asgard City, District [-] of Gray Mist.

Yan Jing followed the memory given by the torch in her mind and went to the location of the martial arts gym.

He needs a place to stay to sort out all kinds of scattered clues and prepare for the next action.

Passing through the messy market stalls built only with plastic tarpaulins and wooden strips, Yan Jing once again looked at the fog accumulated above his head, like a huge lake suspended in the air, making the already dark underground city even more depressing.

It will fall at some point, completely destroying everything underneath.

We walked about 500 meters along the narrow winding streets mixed with the crowd.

Through the rain curtain, Yan Jing could already see the outline of her own martial arts gym.

It is said to be a martial arts gym, but it is actually just a renovated two-story dilapidated residential building. Since it was arrested and imprisoned for fighting shortly after it opened, it didn't even recruit an apprentice.

After walking some distance further, his footsteps stopped suddenly.

Yan Jing found that the lights were on in the martial arts hall, there were many weird-looking motorcycles parked at the door, and the door was half-open, and the light and shadow cast from the gaps flickered, coupled with the restless music, it was enough to prove that There are quite a few people.

Frowning tightly, Yan Jing let out a light breath, and tightened the palm holding the handle of the umbrella.

Just as he was about to step forward to check, a deep voice suddenly came from beside him.

"Hey, brother, judging by your appearance, you should be living a good life recently, right?"

The person who spoke was a man in a purple suit with a feather brooch pinned to his chest. This was a fancy dress, but his face was covered with blue and red scars, and there were obvious stains on his trouser legs and sleeves. He looked like he had just fallen down.
To be precise, he should have just been beaten.

He looked quite embarrassed, but he still forced a smile on his face and approached Yan Jing and said,

"I have a lot of contact information for private operating rooms here. Whether it's limbs, face, or even extra limbs like tails, they can help you. It's also fate that the two of us can meet here. I'll give you a [-]% discount , the referral fee is only this amount, how about it?"

The man stretched out three fingers and shook them non-stop, but Yan Jing had no intention of connecting the words, just holding an umbrella and continuing to walk towards the martial arts hall.

"Wait, don't leave in a hurry, I will suffer a little, two thousand."

"One thousand, this is my bottom line."

"Eight hundred, eight hundred is not enough, I also support my family, can you?"

The man staggered to keep up with Yan Jing, his mouth was sharp, and his whole face was distorted when he touched the sore spot of the wound from time to time. He didn't care about the umbrella in his hand, and most of his face was covered with rainwater.

Seeing that Yan Jing was still walking forward indifferently, the man finally sighed helplessly, gave up with drooping eyebrows and eyes, and suddenly noticed that the latter went straight to the martial arts hall, paused, and reminded,

"I advise you not to go there. That place is not a martial arts gym, but the latest gathering point of the Silt Gang. It is full of hooligans and bastards. I just came out of it. You should know what will happen if you look at me. what."

It wasn't until he reminded him kindly that Yan Jing looked back at him, stopped and turned to ask,

"You haven't undergone any transformation, and you dare to come out as an intermediary?"

"The lowest level of reconstruction surgery costs [-] yuan. You should be lucky to be my first order on the road of intermediary."

The man spread his hands, and he who gave up selling was much more frank. He wanted to smile, but in the end he pulled the wound again, and his whole face wrinkled into a ball.

"You acted as an intermediary and said that you know a lot of private operating rooms. It seems that you know a lot about the situation in the foggy area?"

Yan Jing stood under the eaves at the entrance of the martial arts hall, and asked while putting away her umbrella.

"I used to work as a real estate agent in this neighborhood. At least I know the situation in the third district very well. Brother, what are you doing? I didn't scare you just now. Before the people inside find you, hurry up and leave!"

Seeing Yan Jing standing at the door of the martial arts hall and not leaving, the man reminded anxiously.

"The young man who runs this martial arts gym, do you know the recent situation?"

Yan Jing stared at the man, he wanted to confirm whether the other party was really well-informed.

"A week ago, when the owner of this martial arts gym opened for business, he had a conflict with the members of the Silt Gang because of protection fees. I heard that he wanted to beat them with his fists and make himself famous by the way. I can only say what he thinks. That’s right, it’s a pity that they found the wrong person, and the Silt Gang is backed by the blood purifiers in the police station, and they just found a reason to throw people into prison, and now they are probably ‘suicide’.”

In order to prove his ability, the man spoke extremely fast, but when his voice fell, his face suddenly changed.

Xu Shi heard the voice from outside the door, and a face painted with animal face with oil paint protruded from the door of the martial arts hall. Seeing Yan Jing and the man in front of the door, he was stunned for two seconds, and then opened his mouth to curse.

However, before he opened his mouth, Yan Jing's hand had already covered it, pinching his temples and even the sides of his cheeks, pulling him out of the door.

"What's your name?"

Putting more force on her fingers, Yan Jing frowned and looked at the man in front of him, whether he was a man or not, and asked without turning his head.

"Um, my name is Suoman, this is you."

"Wait for me here for 2 minutes, I have something to ask you later."

Pressing his head into the martial arts hall, Yan Jing turned to look at Suoman, raised his hand to signal him to wait, and then slowly closed the martial arts hall door.

Standing outside the door, Suoman, who was drenched by the rain, was stunned to hear the sound of heavy objects falling from the room and the wailing that came from the memory. He was stunned for a few seconds, then turned and ran away.

Ten seconds later, Suoman ran back again, lingering in front of the door tangled.

He knew that there should be more than a dozen members of the Silt Gang in the martial arts gym at this time, and some of the leaders are famous ruthless people in this block, but his empty pockets made him dare not miss this visit. Hard-won opportunity.

Just when Suoman was so anxious that he began to gnaw his fingers, the door of the martial arts hall opened.

Yan Jing stood facing the door, wiping the blood on her cheek with her right hand.

There was no other change except that one button on the collar of the suit shirt was loose.

"Come in, just have some supper and drinks, let's chat while eating."

Yan Jing waved her hand, signaling Suoman to enter the door, and the latter also saw the scene behind him at this time.

The flashes of the flashing lights and the symbols full of symbols were turned off. Seven or eight young men and women wearing strange costumes cleaned the hygiene in the martial arts martial arts martial arts. Even so, he still didn't dare to be lazy.

There was another person who was shuttled back and forth among the crowd, and every time someone passed by, some coins or other valuables would be found from them, and they would all be handed over to the table inside the martial arts hall.

Yan Jing was already seated in front of the wooden table in the center of the martial arts hall, and there were three people lying down on the ground with crooked hands and feet, Suoman recognized them as the little leaders of the Silt Gang.

"Is there anyone else in your gang?"

Grabbing the pork knuckle on the table and biting it, Yan Jing raised her foot and stepped on the wound on the shoulder of a strong man in front of her and asked.

"Yes! You can either kill me here, or wait for me to go back. I remember your face!"

"Very good, I'm going to let you go, how many people can you call?"

"a hundred!"

"Twenty, is there any?"

"Have!"

"I'm waiting for you to call people. Hey, who is that? Drag them away. I'll give you half an hour to call people. If you don't come for half an hour, there is one in this martial arts gym. Wait for their bodies to be collected." .”

Signaling the people next to him to come over and lift the leader who was lying on the ground away, Yan Jing raised his neck and took a sip of wine, turned his head and sprayed it all on the ground, the taste was terrible, like a carbonated drink mixed with water.

As soon as the words fell, the leader was kicked out, and when he got out, he began to curse loudly, and stared at the already pale Suoman, whose legs were trembling, and finally entered the room with a bitter face.

"I'm such an idiot, unlucky ghost. If I knew about this kind of bullshit, I should have just run away. Are you crazy? The Silt Gang has guns. They can't beat the blood purifiers. It's easy to kill you!"

Sitting next to Yan Jing, Suoman began to eat the food on the table as if venting, mumbling incessantly,

"Now you are finished, I was seen by him. Not long ago, my mother introduced myself in front of him, and I couldn't run away. Why are you doing this? Even if you want to die, what are you dragging me into the water for?"

"I want to participate in the war game. If I want to get an invitation letter, I must be a famous person in each city. The most important thing is that the latest war game will start in two days. I don't have much time. I want to be famous. I just want to be famous. Can rely on fists."

Yan Jing raised his hand and clenched his fist, his forearm muscles were as strong as a steel cable, and turned to show Suoman the phone screen. It was the information of the war game on it. He raised his hand and clicked, and a hologram suddenly appeared on the top of the screen. Projection, start playing the rules of the war game.

The so-called "War Game" is a large-scale festival that is almost like a celebration in Asgard City for decades.

Of course, the "celebration" here does not belong to the people in the foggy area.

Its rules are somewhat similar to a well-known game method in Yan Jing's previous life - Battle Royale!

It is organized by the high-level government of Asgard City, that is, the real monster clan. The main participants are the five major urban areas in the gray mist area at the bottom. It is held every six months. Each urban area will send its own team to compete for various resources and channels to rise .

That's right!

The demons will not participate, they will act as spectators and leaders, leading the 5000 million human beings and 200 million demons in Asgard City to watch this feast of fighting. The fighting between people.

What the participants have to do is to prove that they have abandoned their human identity, wash away the "dirty" blood belonging to humans in their bodies, and start to move closer to the noble demons, so as to fight for the opportunity for themselves to climb up, no longer a generation to generation. Trapped in the fog zone.

The purpose of Yan Jing's participation in this game is not just for optional tasks.

What he really cares about is that high-value targets will be dropped during the war game, acting as an existence similar to airdrops, and killing high-value targets can accumulate a lot of points.

This high-value target was a ghost in previous years, and it was Yan Jing's first main task, the key to investigating the truth of the ghost's curse!
Yan Jing naturally didn't want to miss the thing that kills two birds with one stone.

It's just that in Suoman's eyes, this kind of behavior is courting death.

"Don't you know, it's a death game, although each city will send people to participate desperately, but each time the death rate exceeds 80.00%, except for the final winner, the rest are either dead or disabled.

As if hearing something unbelievable, Suoman stood up suddenly, looked at the flashing video clips in the holographic projection and continued,

"Not to mention that you are just a human being, and you haven't even done the most basic body modification. Even if you are willing to spend money now, it is impossible to complete the body modification for combat within two days."

Suoman thought that Yan Jing kept him here to inquire about body transformation. Although he really wanted to take over the business, he chose to persuade the latter to give up this unrealistic idea after a short thought.

"I'm keeping you here to figure out the process of participation. I noticed that war games can be participated in the name of the city. I'm not familiar with the situation here. I need someone to take me to a nearby team that is in charge of war games. people or organizations, and at the same time answer some questions about Asgard City for me.”

Faced with Suoman's doubts, Yan Jing just pushed the pile of banknotes just collected on the table in front of him, and said in a deep voice,

"You can refuse, it's okay to leave now, I guarantee that the people from the Silt Gang will not trouble you."

After the words fell, Suoman had scooped up all the money on the table and put it in his pocket.

"It's okay if you just lead the way. No matter where you want to go, as long as you are in this gray fog area, I will be there at any time. I know several private operating rooms that have some level of combat transformation. If you are interested, I will Contact them now."

Suoman didn't care if Yan Jing was full and was going to die, he was sure to earn the extra money!
"I want to know the general situation of Asgard City, why it became what it is now, and what happened in the past?"

Still ignoring Suoman's proposal, Yan Jing asked his own question, but there was no answer he wanted on the Internet. The demons obviously modified the historical documents of the city to conceal the truth of the past.

"I don't know too well. When I was very young, the holy family already existed. They lived on the top of Asgard City, which is called the Heavenly Court. Legend has it that there are fruit trees everywhere, clear spring water, and sweet milk. .The Holy Lord and his heaven will rule over everything, guarding all living beings in the city, and outside the city is the real hell."

According to Yan Jing's request, Suoman intermittently described the legends and stories of Asgard City that he knew, and most of the content was to promote the greatness and holiness of monsters.

It's just that Yan Jing noticed that when Suoman talked about these rumors, he didn't have the slightest hope on his face, but was full of resentment and sorrow.

The two just asked and answered in this way, Suoman is undoubtedly a talker, many times he can continue to expand from Yan Jing's questions, and the latter does not interrupt, but just listens silently.

It didn't take long for a fairy palace city in the eyes of human beings to gradually appear in Yan Jing's mind.

There is no doubt that Asgard City does not belong to humans.

At least for now, this city is just a "heaven" for demons, but for human beings, it is a complete "hell"!
boom! boom! boom!
The gunshots outside the martial arts hall interrupted the conversation between the two, and Suoman, who was awakened, remembered that Yan Jing had taken the initiative to let people go back to rescue the soldiers, and got up in a hurry and wanted to run.

In the end, he found that the man beside him who had not spoken much put down the orange cat in his arms, took off his suit jacket, and the hideous tattoo under the shirt was clearly visible.

"I don't suggest you go out. It's still too late to escape. You may not know that the Silt Gang has something to do with the police station."

"I'm going to war games, it's the fastest way to get famous."

Yan Jing once again emphasized her goal, paused, recalled the situation of Xiangong City that Suoman had just described, and added another sentence,
"I want to take this opportunity to find out if those guys living in the heaven are really that great. Participating in war games is only the first step. If I can't even handle those people outside, I won't be able to achieve the goal of this trip .”

"What is your goal?"

Suoman swallowed and couldn't help asking.

"You'll know when the time comes."

Leaving the lights in the martial arts hall, Yan Jing walked towards the members of the Silt Gang who had already gathered outside the house.

The leader was a burly man with a rhinoceros head, holding a shotgun in his hand, roaring non-stop,

"Get out of the people inside immediately, otherwise when we go in, I will let you understand that cruelty is."

Before the words were finished, the rhino saw a figure rushing out of the martial arts hall.

The neon lights on the street flickered, illuminating the horrific figure slaughtering members of the Sludge Gang in the dark and stormy weather.

All the people I met along the way either flew up crookedly or simply fell to the ground, and the man's weapon was nothing more than fists and kicks!

Rhino regretted it.

Suddenly, he thought of the message he received on the way when he came.

There was a man who overthrew the underground arena in Yedu District and killed all the gladiators in their family. That man only relied on fists and kicks.

It is said that his identity seems to be a fighter.

The rhinoceros' eyes couldn't help rising, and finally stopped at the signboard with a string of small red lights hanging in front of the martial arts hall.

They seem to have come to the wrong place tonight.

This place is no longer a playground for the Silt Gang, but it has become their ghost gate!

(End of this chapter)