The basement has undergone two expansions, with iron railings separating compartments on both sides of the passage.
Light bulbs hung from messy wires made the cold basement dimly illuminated.
The black man walked down and the two big men guarding him bowed their heads respectfully and greeted him.
The basement was filled with a stench like slop, accompanied by some wailing sounds, and the atmosphere was somewhat eerie.
Walking along the passage, there were only one or two people lying in each cubicle, both were relatively young men and women, most of them were dirty and had numb faces, with only a few rags covering their bodies.
Only a few people saw someone passing by and begged for mercy in a hoarse voice that made the blacks laugh.
The city is home to more than 100,000 survivors, and federal officials are so busy dealing with threats outside the city that they have no energy to manage it too much.
䀴In the dark corners of the city, the desire-driven gangs are constantly trying to disrupt order and revel in chaos.
This dungeon is just the tip of the iceberg. The lone survivors of the lower class are tied up by the gang and taken to the dark dungeon for obedience training from humans to dogs.
The black man walked to the end of the dungeon and saw a man in sportswear lying on the cement floor of a cubicle. His head was covered with a sack, revealing a few strands of golden hair.
Although the face could not be seen, the female outline could still be seen through the red and white sportswear. The skin on the arms and ankles was as white as jade, which was simply incomparable to those dusty and dirty workers.
"Tsk, tsk, it looks so delicious. Could it be the lost child of some big shot in the inner city?"
The black man swallowed, opened the cell and moved closer.
Hearing the footsteps, the tied-up woman struggled subconsciously, like a maggot wriggling on the ground.
The black man paused while touching her waist, and reached out to remove the hood from her face, "Don't let that fat pig trick me, what if it's an ugly ghost..."
The sack was pulled open, and the woman with short golden hair shook her head, revealing her beautiful face.
His thin and moist lips were a little dry, his nose was high, his brown pupils revealed a murderous look, and he stared at the black man with a sinister smile.
The black man was a little surprised and felt something was wrong, "Asian? Are you a student at the academy?"
The blonde woman had distinct Asian features, but her short golden hair was very natural. She spoke softly, her voice very low and hoarse.
"Nigger, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
The golden arc of electricity illuminated the dim cell, and the dark shadow surged over it in an instant.
…
The fat woman stood at the door of the basement, locked the door with an iron lock, and walked up with a heavy face.
A group of naked men surrounded her and asked her worriedly, "If we trick him like this, and the gangsters come looking for us, won't it be..."
The fat woman snorted coldly and wiped her greasy face with a handkerchief. "We can't afford to offend both sides. What can we do?"
The subordinate looked a little unhappy, and said cautiously, "It would be fine if the nigger died, but if he comes out alive, we're dead!"
"So I called the police. The guards will surround this place soon."
"ah!?"
"Bullshit!" Mary knocked on the table. "Hurry up and pack your bags and run away. Everyone in this alley will be put in jail soon!"
Boom boom boom!
The knock on the door startled everyone. The fat woman frowned and said, "Open the door, you coward!"
The door slowly opened, Fang Ming walked in, looked around, and saw the big fat pig Mary.
Mary showed the enthusiasm of greeting guests, "Sir, if you want to have fun, go down to the alley."
"Oh, those things outside are too boring, do you have anything more fun here?"
Mary carefully looked at this strange Eastern man. He looked energetic and neatly dressed. He seemed to be well-fed. She smiled and tested him, "What kind of person do you like?"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
