I have a magical world

This bar is called "Dream".

A very simple name.

According to the saying that the fewer the names, the greater the background.

"Dream" bar belongs to the Sun Gang.

It can be regarded as one of the largest established bars in the waterside witch black market.

The music in the hall is so loud that it feels like you are in another world.

The criss-crossing square air ducts are densely distributed above everyone's heads.

The surrounding walls still maintain the original color of concrete.

The decoration here is very rough and has a strong industrial style.

Several large-displacement industrial blowers were placed in the corner, blowing hard at the people on the dance floor.

The surging air currents raised the skirts of the fiery girls.

The music was mixed with whistles, screams and cheers.

The heat and cold here are incompatible with the outside world, which is why people who set foot here for the first time always have the illusion that they have arrived in a new world.

That feeling of being alone is really strange.

The booth area has old-fashioned central air conditioning.

Judging from the style, it has not been updated for at least ten years.

At this time, these air conditioners are also "whirring" to deliver air-conditioning.

Yes, it's air conditioning.

Moscow in autumn is neither hot nor cold.

But not to the point of being air-conditioned.

But "Dream" Bar actually did this.

The temperature is constant at around 16℃.

The temperature is lower than during the day and higher than at night.

This temperature has been studied as a good soothing effect on young people who drink alcohol, take hallucinogens, and have burning desires.

There are enough disturbing elements here.

Sometimes, just being quiet a little bit is to be able to move longer.

Vaino showed excitement as soon as he walked into the bar.

He looked around for a long time, but could not find his acquaintance.

Then the excitement on his face suddenly stopped and turned into a hint of loneliness.

Chen Xuan saw this scene in his eyes but said nothing.

He had long known that the "villager guard" he picked up at the forest farm was a Slavic uncle with a story.

None of this is important to Chen Xuan.

Anyway, he only found Vaino to have more companions.

Chen Xuan never liked wandering alone in strange places.

After standing there for a moment, Vaino came to the bar and gently knocked on the table with his rough, hairy fists.

"Is there a roulette game?"

“How much is the admission fee?”

The loneliness on his face disappeared, replaced by excitement.

Behind the bar, one of the waitresses put down the wine glass she was wiping, raised her head and glanced at Vaino, and took a look at his outfit.

"Just in time."

"There are a few big games now."

"The entrance fee is $1,000."

Not everyone has to play roulette on their own.

Betting is also one of the ways to play.

Of course, if you play by yourself, if you can win, in addition to taking the opponent's chips.

You can also draw a certain percentage of the total amount bet.

Many times, this is a significant amount of money.

Therefore, many desperate desperadoes, as well as debt-ridden gamblers and drug addicts are willing to take a gamble.

The result of winning is great.

But if you lose, the price you have to pay is your life.

But to a desperado, the least valuable thing is his life.

The admission fee is $1,000, so it seems like it’s not a small game.

The admission fee here is non-refundable and is equivalent to a ticket.

It costs 3,000 dollars for the three of them.

After saying hello, Vaino turned his head and glanced at Chen Xuan.

In response, Chen just nodded lightly.

Zoya, who was standing behind, didn't dare to neglect, and quickly took out a small stack of green Dadaole with a hundred-yuan denomination from her pocket.

After quickly counting 30 cards, she put the money on the bar.

The waitress took it in her hand and felt it, and she knew it well.

He took out three armbands from under the bar with his backhand.

"Go inside, turn right and there is a staircase going down."

It seemed like she was used to people looking for excitement, or maybe she was a little tired of the job.

In short, the attitude of this waitress is not very good, but not too bad.

I guess there is some background.

Chen Xuan disagreed with this, and Vaino didn't say much.

Holding simple armbands, the three of them walked quickly towards the place she pointed.

After turning out of the hall, they quickly saw the descending stairs the waitress had mentioned.

There were two lazy men guarding the outside.

They were leaning against the wall, with a cowhide gun belt slung across their chests.

There was a pistol attached to it.

Based on Chen Xuan's recent in-depth knowledge of various weapons, it was not difficult to tell that it was a Beretta 92FS semi-automatic pistol.

They didn't say a word, but when they saw Chen Xuan and the other three wearing armbands, they consciously moved out of the way.

His eyes were calm and he didn't look around.

The "Dream" bar is one of the Sun Gang's cash cows.

Among them, roulette is even more popular and highly sought after.

It creates a lot of wealth for the bar every year.

The two bodyguards are both senior members of the gang, so naturally they will not make those stupid mistakes.

Chen Xuan looked at the surrounding situation with some curiosity.

Walking down the stairs, the loud music was immediately forgotten.

Below is a brand new hall.

The area is huge, even larger than the dance floor above.

This is where the crazy roulette game begins.

Looking around, it can be roughly divided into three areas.

In the center of each area is a heavy, three-meter-long table.

Participants stand on either side.

The table was filled with chips.

There were also several gang members armed with ammunition and wearing body armor nearby.

In the past, there were also some crazy guys who did not have the courage to shoot at the moment and chose to give the last bullet to their opponents.

These people from the Sun Gang are here to prevent this.

Be willing to admit defeat.

Their guns were loaded and the safety on.

Whoever intends to violate the rules will have the last bullet fired by them themselves.

There are people participating in all three divisions.

There is also a classic bunny girl exchanging chips nearby.

On the long table between the participants, the chips were almost piled high.

The light here is relatively dim, and colorful ball spotlights are hung on the ceiling.

There is no very rhythmic music, only dance music similar to bullfighting music.

On the contrary, this made the participants' blood boil.

Chen Xuan and Zhuo Ya stood next to one of the divisions, watching the competition on the field with interest.

Vaino used the tip he gave him and ran to the bunny girl next to him.

He drew out a hundred swords and stuffed them into the ravine boldly.

Then he pinched the round buttocks calmly.

When he came back, there was a lipstick mark on his face and a bottle of Birdie Vodka of unknown brand.

After unscrewing the bottle cap happily, Vaino stood behind Chen Xuan, looking at it with interest as well.

A game with life as a bet is extremely exciting no matter what era it is.

Such was the Colosseum in ancient times.

There were two people in the field looking at each other with splitting eyes across the long table.

One person was wearing a messy suit, the collar of his shirt was torn open, and there were scratch marks on it.

Not only was he wearing glasses, he also had a flat briefcase beside him.

It can be seen that he is definitely not a gangster, but more like a white-collar or clerical employee.

I just don’t know why I embarked on this path of exchanging life and luck for money.

His opponent was a scarred middle-aged man with an open chest and a forest wolf tattooed on his chest.

This middle-aged man is not strong, and his expression is sinister and cold.

There was no sound during the entire process, nor any strange screams or provocations.

His eyes were like those of a wolf, always cold, and he was tapping the trigger expressionlessly.

The pace of the scene was not fast, and now they both pulled the trigger for the second time.

When it was the scar-faced middle-aged man's turn, the young man couldn't help but exclaim.

But the result disappointed him.

Empty ring!

Generally speaking, the winner is often determined between the third and fifth trigger pulls.

Reality is not a movie and rarely waits until the last shot.

Basically before the final shot came, the situation was decided for both sides.

The scarred middle-aged man is still stern, making people feel that he has a chance to win.

On the other hand, the young man wearing glasses was much worse.

This resulted in many people siding with the scar-faced middle-aged man.

It was the young man's turn to start the third shot.

With trembling muscles, he brought the revolver to his forehead and aimed it at his extra-protruding temple.

His condition at this moment can only be described as bulging veins.

Under the cheers of the people around him, he slowly waited for five minutes before pulling the trigger.

These five minutes are the limit.

As the organizer, it is naturally impossible for the time to be delayed indefinitely.

Five minutes is just the right pace to stir up the atmosphere without taking too long.

This situation immediately aroused boos.

"Snapped!"

The empty sound of gunfire appeared, and the bullet wheel rotated one frame again.

The man with glasses jumped up in ecstasy.

He picked up the chips on the table and kissed them.

Such a move was again met with boos.

Excitement is excitement, contempt is contempt, but there is no conflict between the two.

It was the scar-faced middle-aged man's turn again, and his expression remained calm.

Chen Xuan couldn't help but want to bet on him with such a confident look on his face.

I saw him calmly raising the gun and pulling the trigger without hesitation.

The gunfire flashed away.

"Bang!"

This was followed by the sound of a huge gunshot.

The bullet blasted through the scar-faced middle-aged man's head in an instant.

A bloody bullet hole was left in his temple.

Red and white things and flying bone fragments splashed onto the people eating melons nearby.

The scene was quiet at first, and then turned into thunderous cheers.

This kind of upset is often the most exciting!

Many people did not expect that a middle-aged man with a scarred face who seemed confident would be so frustrated.

Luck is indeed illusory.

Those who bet on young people with glasses are making a lot of money.

This is also true for young people with glasses themselves.

He almost burst into tears, as if he didn't expect that he had won.

Chen Xuan stood beside him thoughtfully.

"I want to play too."

"Zoya, go and exchange the chips for two hundred thousand dollars."

Chen Xuan said casually, raised his hand to grab a handful behind him, and took out two stacks of beautiful knives in the dim light environment. Zoya had already become accustomed to his extraordinary methods, so she calmly borrowed the money.

Two hundred thousand chips were exchanged for him.

Chen Xuan took out 100,000 chips, leaving the rest for the two of them to play freely.

This amount of chips is considered a considerable amount here.

Most of the people present only exchanged a few thousand dollars, and some exchanged tens of thousands of chips.

This kind of game has no rules to follow, and the main focus is entertainment.

I saw Chen Xuan taking the small tray of chips.

There was also a dedicated waiter who came over and tidied things up quickly.

The body was packed in a ready-made body bag, and the two people took it away directly while looking at the hands and feet.

Several other waiters brought powder and disinfectant with a smell similar to 84.

The blood stains on the table and the ground were cleaned up in three strokes, five strokes, and two strokes.

Both sides replaced new revolvers and loaded ammunition.

This set of procedures seems to be smooth and smooth, and it can be said that practice makes perfect.

The young man with glasses has retreated to the sidelines, and he will accept the protection of the Suns Gang.

You can redeem your chips at any time and leave protected.

This is the established rule.

If he had just received the money he had fought for, he would have been robbed in the blink of an eye.

So who dares to come here and play roulette?

Compared with the bettors on the sidelines, the real participants are actually on the court.

"Another lucky person is born!"

"Who else is going to play?"

A rough-looking young leader of the Sun Gang shouted with a microphone.

The situation is different for each partition.

Some participants made reservations in advance, while others signed up on-site.

There is only an impulse between many bettors and participants.

Before Chen Xuan could wait for this guy to finish speaking, he walked through the crowd with a small tray and walked to the front.

"I come!"

"Putting one hundred thousand dollars on one's own account."

"Is there anyone playing?"

At this time, Vaino, who was standing on the sidelines, couldn't wait to raise his hand.

"I'll keep you 50,000!"

Seeing this, Zoya also raised her hand and deposited 50,000 yuan together.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Xuan had 200,000 chips in front of him.

"Hehehe."

"So is there anyone willing to be my opponent?"

He grinned and looked around provocatively.

This brought silence to the scene again.

…

On the other side, several small trucks covered with black cloth drove into the warehouse next to the Waterfront Witch.

The warehouse here leads directly to the underground.

When the black cloth was lifted, there were living people with their hands and feet bound and their eyes covered.

These living people are the main goods that will be sold at auctions on the dark web.

There are also many mysterious-looking plastic boxes.

While Chen Xuan was participating in roulette, the evening session of the darknet auction in the black market was also being rapidly prepared.

The Dark Web is a loose and mysterious organization.

The Sun Gang and the Mammoth Gang had a share of the business.

At the same time, the auction for sheltering the dark web will proceed as normal.

Many oligarchs and wealthy businessmen need the dark web to do some shady things for them.

Where there is need, there is evil.

The influx of wealth and capital has made the dark web more notorious.

But to the insiders of the waterside witch black market, this is just a business.

The OMOH that appeared in front of the black market just now aroused the idea of ​​the person in charge.

Soon the bosses of the two gangs called.

It means that everything is going according to the normal plan, but those peripheral yellow hairs must be restrained.

The reasons for doing so are vague.

It's a little confusing. (End of chapter)