People are looking for the legendary me

ps:The King and the Princess

83. Black Street

"Ahahahaha, keep going next time, keep going."

The night is dim, the lights are bright and the noisy streets are filled with unbridled joy.

A drunk man who was about to fall down was supported by a woman wearing a flashy and revealing waitress outfit and heavy makeup, with a smile on her face, towards a deserted alley. As for what she would do next, no one knew.

"Betting big or small! Place your bets and leave them alone! Go!"

"Big! Big!"

"Come on, come on..."

"..."

Chaotic and noisy sounds filled the entire black street. A young man with a pale face and black eye sockets had a wandering gaze and a panicked look, and his dry white lips were trembling slightly.

He had something in his pocket and walked around the loud noise with unsteady steps to avoid being seen.

His clothes were covered in dirt and mud, his hair was disheveled, and the stench of dirt that had not been washed for a long time permeated the air wherever he passed, making people feel extremely nauseous and holding their noses and walking around him.

At this point, no one noticed the smell of blood hidden in the stench, only a very faint trace of blood was left on the path where the young man had passed.

Walking on such a brightly lit but extremely dirty street, you can see pornography, gambling, drugs and violence everywhere. A strong man leads a group of younger brothers to dominate the street, causing chaos. Ordinary people seem to be walking on the street, but in fact they have ulterior motives.

In the darkness and under the lights, deadly traps are everywhere.

"It's really unbelievable that there is such an illegal place just a few kilometers away from the Hero Association branch building."

Verna Vincent pulled the hat on her head to further conceal her face from being seen by others.

Although he is not from this city, he is an S-class hero, so the chances of being recognized are still very high.

"Hey, you don't care about me anymore? Why are you following me?"

Dawn was also wearing a hat and a half-mask on his face. Even if he took off the hat, it was still difficult for others to recognize his true face.

"After thinking about it, I realized that it was hopeless for me to bring you here. I had to ensure your safety."

"Oh? You threw your beautiful assistant to those grown men. Don't you think you might be green-faced?"

"…………??! Don't talk nonsense. She and I don't have that kind of relationship. Yana is still a virgin. She has her own pursuits and won't get involved with other people casually."

"Hmm? The more you talk, the more I feel like you're having an affair with her. You even know that she's still a virgin. Isn't that because you've had that thought before?"

"Nonsense, aren't you here to look for that organization called the 'Dark Association'? Why don't you hurry up and find them? Why are you talking nonsense?"

"I can't help it. It's hard to find someone with a useless person like you."

"What the hell, I'm an S-class hero. I'm at least ten times stronger than you!"

"Oh, that's great. The world is nuclear flattened, nuclear flattened."

"Hmph." Seeing Dawn's disapproving expression, Willna Vincent turned away unhappily.

Liming looked around, judged the general flow of people, and chose a direction to continue walking.

"By the way, old man, you are already forty years old, so don't be so friendly with me, a young man in his early twenties. This will affect other people's judgment of my real age!"

"Huh? You look like you deserve a beating, you know that?"

"I'm telling you this seriously, I'm not joking.

"?!?"

"Besides, I'm more beautiful than you."

"What the hell!!? ? Have some shame!"

"Am I wrong?"

"I...ah, I've become rude and irritable after following you. You've caused me so much harm."

"Huh? I'm telling you the truth, and you say I'm swearing? Can you blame me for your embarrassing reality?"

"Fuck?"

"A vulgar fellow."

"I? ? ?"

Verna Vincent felt that her breathing was quite irregular, and the urge to beat someone up was running rampant in her chest. At this moment, she saw Liming suddenly turn to the other side, and that side was full of pedestrians of all kinds.

Verna Vincent hastily pulled her hat down to cover her face and followed closely beside Dawn.

"Hey, where are you going? Aren't you going to look for that mysterious 'Dark Association' organization? What are you doing here in a place with so many people?"

Liming ignored Verna Vincent who was following him, and moved among the crowd with a calm look, paying attention to the clothes, gestures, weapons, unintentional behaviors and small particles hidden in the hands of the people around him, observing the color and spirit of their expressions, the opening and closing of their lips and tongues, and finally walked towards a large restaurant with the most dense and frequent flow of people.

Verna Vincent walked with her head down, somewhat impatiently. She would immediately move aside when someone pushed past her, keeping a certain distance from others.

What he couldn't understand was that many women were walking around in the crowd with their three points exposed, which should have needed to be covered the most, and some even deliberately approached some men for contact.

He had already dodged two women who approached him like this, making him panic. When he raised his head slightly and looked at the Dawn in front of him, he found that Dawn walked freely and casually, and no shameless women approached him. Except for sometimes being squeezed and accidentally brushing shoulders with other pedestrians, everything seemed normal.

Looking back, he was just a younger brother, very panicked.

Soon, Verna Vincent followed Liming to the bottom of the restaurant. When she was about to go in, she was suddenly stopped by two staff members in black with dull expressions.

"personal I.D."

Ok?

Verna Vincent was shocked and immediately felt secretly resentful. How could there be no one checking identities in such a big restaurant? People were not fools who would let people in so easily. They came up so recklessly, weren't they just trying to attract attention?

What's wrong with this guy? Is he here to die?

Verna Vincent was in a state of anxiety, as he had seen many wanted fugitives here. Class B and C fugitives were everywhere, and Class A fugitives were also mixed in with the crowd. If they were exposed, they would surely be attacked by a crowd, and they would not have any support.

This place is like a land of exile. Basically no heroes appear here, or dare to appear here.

Why did I think this guy had any ability? I followed him here foolishly. No, I must take him away as soon as possible, otherwise if something happens to him, Li'er values ​​her friend so much, I won't be able to explain when I go back.

"Is it okay?"

Suddenly, Verna Vincent saw Liming present a small black card to the two staff members. After being checked by the staff, Liming was let in.

Verna Vincent's eyes widened as he saw other people around him also took out a black, red, yellow, and green card and went in. Suddenly, he realized that he had been left outside by Dawn!

"and many more!"

Verna Vincent took a few steps forward in a hurry, but was stopped again.

"personal I.D."

"..." Werna Vincent was speechless for a while, then she thought about it and quickly pointed at Liming who had walked in and said to the staff, "Hello, hello, I followed him here."

"Huh?" The staff member was stunned for a moment, his eyes full of disbelief and questioning.

"I was right behind him just now, but there were too many people and we got lost. Seriously, he was still waiting for me." Verna Vincent kept explaining, fearing that Liming would suddenly disappear inside and she would lose him too.

“Oh my goodness.” The staff member looked at Wilna Vincent speechlessly. “When he came in just now, he told me that his son would be here later. He said that if someone told me that this was the person he was waiting for, then it must be him. You… are his son?”

"…………" Verna Vincent shut up and looked at the staff boy in silence. It could be seen that the boy was also confused. It was obviously not the staff boy's fault. Fuck, that bastard!

"Yes! Yes! I... am... his... son..."

Verna Vincent gritted her teeth and squeezed out each word, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

"Okay then, you go in." The staff member stepped back speechlessly, making way for Verna Vincent, and then chatted with another staff member next to him.

"What's going on these days? He, as a son, looks 10 or 20 years older than his father. It's outrageous."

"Don't say anything, they are all monsters and demons."

"..."

Verna Vincent walked into the building with a gloomy face, and soon saw Dawn sitting in front of the bar.

"Oh, you're coming in too? How did you get in?" Li Ming glanced at him lazily and indifferently.

"You...I..." Verna Vincent felt constipated and wanted to kill someone when she was staring at Liming. "How did you get in? That's what I should ask you!!!"

Liming looked at Verna Vincent's angry expression, then looked at the people around him calmly, and pointed at the passers-by inside and outside the building.

"Here, there are so many passes, take any you like."

"Hmm?" Wilna Vincent frowned, not understanding. She looked at those people for a while, and then suddenly realized what was going on when she saw someone with cards of different colors on them. "I... Damn, you stole the black card... Hmm."

Verna Vincent suddenly realized that she had said the wrong thing. If others heard it, she would be in big trouble.

He lowered his voice and looked at Liming with some palpitations in his eyes.

"Aren't you afraid of being beaten to death if you're discovered? You don't even know whether to recognize faces when checking identities here. If we're exposed, we'll all be in trouble!"

"It's impossible to be exposed. It's no big deal." Liming was still casual. He turned around and shouted to the bartender behind the bar, "Give me a bottle of 82 Lafite."

"Puff..." Verna Vincent was startled and looked at the bartender anxiously. Is this guy crazy? He even said 82 Lafite. It's expensive, but it must be sold here! Isn't this just attracting other people's attention? Isn't this courting death?

However, the development of the matter was beyond Verna Vincent's expectations. The waiter looked at Liming, frowned slightly, and continued to mix the cocktails.

Wilna Vincent breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly sat down next to Liming, saying with unbearable anger: "Are you crazy? Do you really want to be exposed? What is our identity? We will die if we are discovered! In a place like this, I can't even protect myself, so there is no way I can take care of you! Can you understand things better?"

Hearing these extremely solemn words, Liming leaned back slightly, put some distance between himself and Verna Vincent, and then glanced at him calmly.

"A fuss, a fuss."

"I..." Verna Vincent stared at Dawn, her mind on the verge of exploding.

Liming didn't say much. After waiting for a while, the bartender poured a glass of grape-colored wine and pushed it to Verna Vincent.

"Come, try some high-end wine. Don't worry, I'll treat you."

"..." Verna Vincent's chest was heaving and throbbing, and with hatred in his heart, he suddenly picked up the wine glass and drank it all, then continued to glare at Liming. Then the unusual taste in his mouth instantly made him feel like he was sublimated.

I was shocked at the moment, looking at the remaining liquid in the cup, with an indescribable feeling in my mouth.

"This……"

"In the bartending industry, the most refreshing 'one-shot drink' can be made in places like this. When drinking here, it's not about what you want to drink, but the bartender looks at you and gives you what kind of drink."

“…Is that so?”

"You are a little irritated now, this is just right for you."

"…………? ?"

Why the hell am I so angry?

Verna Vincent sat there with a depressed look on her face. When she saw Liming, she felt tight in her chest and wanted to hit someone.

Liming looked around calmly, occasionally glancing at Verna Vincent who was groaning beside him.

"You seem to have been complaining a lot since you came in. What's wrong? Did something happen when you came in?"

“………………No, I haven’t.”

Time passed in silence for a while, and Verna Vincent swallowed her anger before she recalled why they were here.

"Hey, bastard, aren't you here to look for that black... or something? What are you doing here?"

"Have you ever heard the saying that we should take from the people and give back to the people?" Liming leaned against the counter, watching the ugly appearance of the drinkers and the people of all kinds walking up the stairs to the higher floors.

"Isn't this nonsense? Who hasn't heard of this?" Verna Vincent glanced at Liming impatiently.

"So, do you know that giving to the people is the way to take from the people?"

"Hmm? Is there a difference?"

"The difference? A world of difference."

Liming guided Verna Vincent to look at the people who were living a life of drunkenness and dreaming, and spoke calmly.

"When a displaced person is comfortable, rioting is just a stupid act to destroy a good life. A common characteristic of criminal organizers is to lure ignorant and stupid people with a comfortable and luxurious life. As long as they are given a lot of benefits, they can make them crazy."

“Although human desires are infinite, they will be temporarily saturated at some point in time, and once saturated, leaving becomes inevitable.”

"The organizers want these people to work hard for them and be dependent on them forever. So, the simplest and most effective way is to squeeze all the gains from these people from all corners of the world."

"Expensive drugs to enjoy extravagant sex, gambling to spend a lot of money to be the boss, the private money of monks under the cries of women will become their own possessions, or using violence to enslave the humble nature of the humble."

"An organization uses a large amount of money, luxury goods, and entertainment to attract irrational people, and then sucks every penny out of them. People are used to living a luxurious life. Even if they know the purpose of those people, even if they know that their lives are being taken, they can no longer turn back, because they are bound by fallen souls!"

"The greatest place of debauchery is where the conspiracy organizers created it."