Without leaving this slum, Xu Huo turned back when he was about to reach the exit.
Those people who had been waiting for an opportunity behind his back appeared one after another at this time, but they were all desperate desperadoes who had no chance to get close to him and were all taken care of by the tangents arranged around him.
The boy who "escaped" originally wanted to turn around and run out of the slum after discovering that several people who were chasing him had been killed, but he stopped before walking very far. Facing the dark street that seemed to be endless, he seemed to have no idea.
Having the courage to run to the exit in one breath, he turned back and limped behind Xu Huo.
Xu Huo knew that there was a tail following behind him, but he did not drive him away. After killing the first batch of people who came to test him one after another, he stopped in front of a small door. The door was closed, and there were crooked words written on it.
With the words "accommodation knocking on the door".
Although the environment is simple, this is one of the few "commercial shops" in this slum.
Xu Huo stepped forward and knocked on the door.
The small window on the door opened, revealing a pair of bloodshot eyes. After staring at him for a while, he said in a hoarse and dry voice: "One hundred white bills a night, which can be used as collateral for items."
Xu Huo drew a white note and handed it over.
The person inside the door collected the money, quickly opened the small door on the side, stuck out his head like a thief, and whispered to urge him to hurry up, but after seeing the young man not far away, he suddenly
He closed the door, returned to the small window and threw the money out, "I don't accept people from the underground palace here, so hurry up and hurry up!"
In this messy place, even the stained boy looks clean. Such a "clean" person has no ability to protect himself. It is conceivable that he must have been raised by someone to be able to stand in such a place.
Most of the people who have a firm foothold are not kind people, and it is normal for them to be afraid of others.
Xu Huo turned around and left.
Although the boy who was following behind was scared, he still managed to keep up. When he passed by the door of the shop, he took the opportunity to grab the white banknote that fell on the ground but Xu Huo didn't pick it up.
The owner of the shop kept staring outside, watching the boy take the money. The joy that had just risen in his eyes disappeared instantly, and he closed the window with a curse.
It was not easy to find a place to live, so Xu Huo looked for three more places. Others refused in fear after seeing the young man, but they did not dare to offend him, so someone carefully reminded him that he could walk further in.
, there is a "disorderly zone", the most vicious and trouble-making people in the slums live there, and the "underground palace" generally does not go in to stir up trouble.
In return, Xu Huo gave the other party a small pack of biscuits.
Probably because she hadn't met a normal person for a long time, the elderly woman didn't even dare to reach out to pick her up. Xu Huo didn't say anything, put it down and left.
Just a few meters after he went out, there was a noise in the house. The woman who had not dared to take the biscuits just now was as ferocious as a hungry wolf. She stuffed all the biscuits and packaging bags under the struggle of two equally thin men.
She put it in her mouth and chewed it desperately, but the two men who were fighting did not give up even at this point, and even went to pick her mouth, but in the end the woman smashed one of the men to death.
The remaining man escaped. At this time, the woman took the biscuit out of her mouth, peeled off the chewed wrapping paper, and fed the biscuit crumbs stained with saliva to the child who was hiding in the rotten wooden box under the bed board.
"Mom, what is this? It smells so good."
"The biscuits are sweet."
"What is sweet?"
"Sweetness is what you taste, the best taste..."
The dripping acid rain kept falling. Xu Huo dealt with a few more snoops on the way, and finally found a place willing to let him stay in a neighborhood with almost all broken street lights. The boss didn't mind him taking the boy with him, and said directly
: "It's one hundred and fifty for you, plus two hundred for him. It doesn't include food and drink, and it doesn't include washing. If you want to wash your face, you have to spend money to buy water."
Xu Huo paid two hundred white notes, "I want a spacious room."
The boss was an old man who was blind in his right eye. He took the money and led Xu Huo upstairs with a small lamp. He walked up the creaking stairs and reminded him not very enthusiastically, "It will get dark soon. After dark, the store
If no one is here, don't come out to look for anyone. But if you break something, you will have to pay for it."
It can be said that this hotel has almost nothing but walls. There is only a small bench in the reception area downstairs. The shabby stairs lead to the shabby second floor. The floors in the corridor are patchwork.
Some parts have been worn and have not been repaired, and you can directly see the first floor.
There are only two rooms on the second floor. The door panels are full of marks from swords. From the outside, you can see the empty room and the bed in the room made of a piece of rotten wood.
The boss took the rusty key and poked it twice in the rusty keyhole. If it didn't open, he simply pulled the lock off, pushed the door open and said, "There are no other guests, so you can choose any of the two rooms."
Xu Huo had no other needs, so the boss immediately left with the lantern.
There was only one emergency light in the room, which could be used when turned on, but the light was dim and it could be seen that it would not last long, but he turned it on anyway.
The young man did not follow him. After he closed the door, he squatted down by the door. Xu Huo ignored him and simply observed the surrounding situation from the second floor.
Outside is a street that can only accommodate two people passing side by side. On the opposite side of the street, just like here, there are houses stacked one on top of the other, with some dangerous trails interspersed in the middle. You can barely go up and down. Overall, it looks like an ever-climbing mountain.
The hotel is located on the lowest level, at the foot of the mountain.
Judging from the previous exit, this slum should be hidden in a fairly small mountain. All buildings are built against the mountain, which saves some costs and can also block acid rain.
However, judging from some subtle movements nearby, there is not much difference between living above and living below. Because of the special external environment, even if it is not dark yet, there is almost no one walking outside.
It was not spacious from top to bottom, and this room would definitely not be able to support the weight of the shelter. Xu Huo sat down on the bed board, sealed the space with his spiritual world, took out the p3s injection, and injected it into his arm.
Probably because of the previous activation effect in the White Kou Laboratory, there were no adverse reactions after the potion was administered. He felt energetic after just a few seconds - a normal energy, not like an injection.
Excitement from special drugs.
At the same time, he also felt that his control over his body had made a qualitative leap, as if the body had become translucent in his eyes, and he could clearly observe the state of every part that made up the body.