“It feels really good.”
The man who was injected with the drug swayed, feeling the beauty, and couldn't help but speak.
In the shadow of old Dunling, this hallucinogen has become an indispensable thing. For a low price, you can enjoy the happiness that you will never enjoy in this steel city.
Although the authorities have cracked down on them several times, their greed for money and happiness has only made them more stubborn. Under the current martial law, the price of hallucinogens has skyrocketed, and these goods are enough for them to make a fortune.
The mounted police were patrolling the land above their heads, but they could never imagine that they would hide here and transport goods in this way.
"Don't use too much, I won't carry you back." said another person.
These words seemed to sober the man up a little. After all, a few days ago, a man used too much medicine, lost consciousness and fell into the channel. Perhaps he would be rescued by an interception net, or he might be drowned or thrown directly into the combustion chamber.
"Phew... these new products are really good."
He rubbed his eyes vigorously, and just like taking stimulants, he felt full of strength.
"I'm a little curious about where these things are made from." Picking up a hallucinogen, behind the exquisite container was the **'s wealth.
"I hope you can give up this idea. This involves the wealth of those big shots."
The leader said, his tone extremely cold, they were all rats living in the shadows, unable to see any light at all.
"I know, I know... but these things are awesome."
The man gently stroked the cold surface. Under the afterglow of the searchlight, the flesh inside glowed with brilliant colors. It was not known whether it was the effect of the hallucinogen or the nature of the flesh, but it seemed as if there was starlight inside, colorful and brilliant.
They continued to carry the goods. Here, deep underground, near one of the exhaust systems of the furnace pillar, the high-temperature steam threatened their lives at all times.
Fortunately, they have done this many times and are familiar with the complicated route. The ladders that have been in disrepair and severely corroded have also been reinforced by them.
Perhaps due to the safe venue, the joy of wealth and other factors, they did not notice that a strange shadow had appeared in the darkness. The distance between the two was neither far nor close, maintaining a delicate balance.
Lorenzo walked in the blind spot of their sight. He approached cautiously and tried to hear their conversation.
The moment the man injected the hallucinogen, Lorenzo clearly sensed the breath of the demon, or the smell of secret blood.
The hallucinogens were mixed with secret blood. Only Lawrence had done such a thing, but now he was dead. So where did these drugs come from
Thinking of this, Lorenzo couldn't help but sigh at the strange connection. The answer that the Purifier had been looking for for a long time, Lorenzo discovered it inexplicably, or rather, the big hand of darkness pushed the two together, just as Lorenzo initially held Eve hostage, which triggered the beginning of the story.
Starting from the smallest things, little by little, you can reach the center of the vortex.
Lorenzo might be able to find the source of this cargo, Lawrence's accomplices.