After having seen the filth and stench of the black streets and the hardships and difficulties of the poor, when Lu Ban entered the luxurious banquet in the upper city, he felt that the difference was even greater than when he had traveled to a foreign land.

In the brightly lit hall, men and women in gorgeous clothes were dancing and singing, some were sitting on the sofas chatting, and some were standing on the terrace, holding expensive cigarettes and cigars in their hands, puffing away.

On the dining table in the banquet hall, there were a wide variety of foods, including roasted suckling pig with crispy skin and tender meat, sizzling steaks on the iron plate, roasted chickens, fried fish, etc. Although not as exquisite and shaped as those in Lu Ban's era, in an environment like the Wasted City, these foods were definitely luxurious.

"There are so many foods, can I eat as much as I want?"

Xia looked at the table full of food and felt that even her defeated soul was already flowing down from the corners of her mouth.

"You...pay attention to your image."

Trist also knew that he would not be able to persuade Xia. This foodie would definitely be drowned in the sea of ​​food and forget the purpose of his trip.

However, he also noticed that there were quite a few guests sitting around the table, including a member of the Catania family, the eldest brother of this generation, Peter.

"Peter Catania is more of a gourmet than a gangster. He likes food and has no interest in his family's business. You can monitor him while he's eating."

Drizzt said to Xia.

Xia's eyes had turned into the shape of roasted chickens, and it was unclear whether she understood what was said or not.

As soon as Trist let go of her hand, Xia immediately rushed to the dining table, took a mountain of food from her plate, sat down two tables away from the gangster boss, and ate voraciously, which surprised many people.

No one bothered her.

Most of the people who attend such charity banquets are wealthy people who have too much money to spend and need to satisfy their spiritual needs through donations. Everyone is very polite and will not speak rudely to strange and beautiful girls.

Even her eating habits were no better than a pig's.

Lu Ban had experienced such situations several times and knew how to deal with them.

He and Drizzt each took a glass of wine and greeted the others as if they were familiar with each other. Meanwhile, Drizzt was telling him some basic information about the Catania family.

The Catania family of this generation now has two sons and three daughters.

It was there that the eldest brother Peter enjoyed the delicious food and wine, and dealt with the flattery of others.

The second oldest, Corsica, is the most likely person to inherit the family position. He is ruthless and has high fighting ability. He once took the lead in a fight with other gangs and killed more than a dozen people. The man next to the dance floor, surrounded by many people, is him.

The eldest daughter, Carol, is gentle and teaches at a school in the upper city. She did not attend the dinner today.

The second daughter, Talia, helps with the family business and is very shrewd. She has a strained relationship with her second brother. She is dancing with a woman on the dance floor, and the woman in suit trousers is her.

The third daughter, Mrs. Martina, loves drama. After marrying a drama actor, she often attends various evening parties and is considered a socialite.

Mrs. Martina was not seen at the banquet. Only her husband was talking loudly and showing off with several pot-bellied businessmen.

Lu Ban looked around and had forgotten all the names.

He simply divided the people present into the gourmet, the second brother, the tomboy, and Mrs. Martina.

As for why only Martina deserves to have a name, it’s because Trist mentioned her too many times.

Their father, the real head of the Catania family, Godfather Corneone, usually did not attend such banquets, or he would only sit in a room in the banquet hall, holding a cat and listening to other people's requests to kiss the ring on his finger.

There are as many people in Feidu who want to please him as those who want to kill him.

Suddenly, the music on the dance floor changed and a classical melody sounded. Lu Ban looked over and saw a woman wearing a dress that fit her body like a cheongsam in front of the microphone on the stage in front of the band. She smiled and then sang.

"I don't know why, but sadness surrounds me. I pray every day, hoping to drive away the loneliness of love..."

Her voice is full of emotion, gentle and lingering, and when paired with old tunes, it's easy to immerse yourself in it.

"Why is it her?"

Drizzt was stunned. When he saw the singer, he stopped.

Lu Ban took a look and saw that the singer was dressed gracefully and had a very beautiful face with a classical charm. She was far superior to those internet celebrity-looking beauties in his world.

"Is she the singer you were talking about?"

Lu Ban was curious.

"Yes, Lady Charlotte, a real singer."

Trist subconsciously straightened his clothes.

"I didn't expect they invited her."

"Do you want to go and reminisce?"

Lu Ban took a look at the female singer. At least in Lu Ban's opinion, she didn't have any strange body structure. At least she was a normal person.

"No, no."

Trace's face was particularly exaggerated, as if he suddenly had a soft spot, or as if he suddenly had armor.

The charity dinner officially started in about ten minutes.

The one who gave the speech was the second brother. Lu Ban saw that Shitou, or Stone, was standing in the shadow behind the second brother. He was like a shadow, secretly observing everyone.

"...I hope to build a beautiful new waste city. We can eliminate poverty, hunger and crime, improve the living conditions of the workers in the factories, make the air in the black streets no longer smell bad, and let every person in the waste city get their own happiness..."

The second brother spoke passionately. He has a natural talent as an orator. The pauses, intonation and body movements of his language can arouse the emotions of the audience very well.

When he mentioned that factory workers were suffering from diseases due to overwork and polluted air, some people present were wiping tears. And when he talked about the threats outside the abandoned city, those monsters and the terrible ratmen, some guests showed fear.

If Lu Ban hadn't known that he was the leader of a gang, he would have almost believed it.

Afterwards, donations began. Lu Ban vaguely remembered that a meal downstairs at Trist's house cost only about 10 or 20 yuan per person, but the donations here were in the tens or hundreds of thousands. Who knows how many factory workers could have a full meal with this money.

"It's all fake. They say it's charity, but it's actually forced donations. Many small entrepreneurs who run factories or shops have to follow those big guys to donate money. In the end, the big guys return all the money they get, and the rest is split 70% with the gangsters, leaving only one tenth for the workers."

Trist whispered beside Lu Ban.

"Let's go find Madam Martina."

He found a gang member and explained his purpose to him.

The man then brought Trist and Lu Ban to the door of a lounge outside the banquet hall.

Two tall thugs were stationed at the door. They glanced at Trist and opened the door to the lounge.

Originally, Lu Ban was curious about what the attitude of Mrs. Martina, who had a unique hobby, would be.

But when the door opened, everything was broken.

In that room, on that soft sofa, the gangster woman who was over thirty years old but still charming was lying on it in a crooked position in a strange posture, with her abdomen, internal organs and bones pulled, twisted and rotated.

The glass flower blooms quietly.