Thick black smoke and dust gathered over the city, forming a severe haze that shrouded the city.
Since most of Tehran's industries are located on the outskirts of the city, and the city is still full of old vehicles, the air quality in this area is extremely poor.
Three-dimensional traffic rails have begun to be erected in mid-air in this city. In the near future, anti-gravity low-altitude flying vehicles flying between high-rise buildings will replace the old fuel vehicles and electric vehicles and become the most popular transportation in the world.
Tools, Tehran residents also hope that this change can bring a cleaner environment to the city.
Iran is an extremely religious country. They believe in Islam and are a minority of Shiites.
Due to religious reasons, women here, including foreign women, must wear headscarves in public places, and religious police will patrol at any time.
This kind of religious restraint, which is generally considered to be unfree, has not been improved due to the overall progress of civilization. The difficulty lies not in religion itself, but in the human heart.
In Iran, which has few entertainment venues, hiking and picnicking have almost become the most common pastimes for residents of this country. Depression and boredom are the main components of their lives.
But even in such a country, there are unexpected places hidden underground.
It is hard for ordinary residents to imagine that in the underground of Tehran, where bars, baths and massages are strictly prohibited, there would be a place full of feasting and alcohol.
The gorgeous lights shine on the naked dancer on the dance floor. The dancer wears a veil, her eyes are full of charm, and her soft belly rises and falls, presenting a beautiful visual feast to those who watch her dance.
Kamanche plays jumping notes in conjunction with the tombak drum, making the dancers twist their waists while also tugging at everyone's heartstrings.
Several scorching eyes were scanning the naked bodies of the dancers unscrupulously, as if they were going to eat them alive in the next moment.
The operation of all things in the world has its own laws, and everything has two sides. It is precisely because of this that an environment that extremely suppresses personality will create another existence that extremely releases oneself. This is the balance of life.
"How's it going? Farshid, are the girls I picked for you okay?" The man with a slightly curly beard took a sip of hot tea with some pride, wanting to hear what the person next to him thought.
"not bad."
A dull voice came from behind the curtain.
Kareem Abdul-Jabbar couldn't help but look at the fat figure.
No matter how many times he saw it, he would always be amazed by that man's figure. How much food did he have to eat to gain that fat body?
It has only been more than forty minutes since I visited this place, and I have already seen that man eat two roasted whole lambs and eight five-pound roasted fish. In the name of God, how much can his stomach hold?
?
The fat meat trembled like water waves. A three-meter-tall man sat on the Persian carpet, with nearly a hundred layers of fat meat around his waist. The giant man named Farshid smashed his mouth.
He looked greedily at the most beautiful dancer on the dance floor. Her waist twisting like a snake made him feel hot all over, and her eyes were full of desire.
His chin protrudes like a truck tire, completely burying his throat in fat. The clothes he ordered half a month ago used enough fabric for twenty people, but now they are already a little tight.
Even so, he still stuffed the whole roast chicken in front of him into his mouth, seemingly as easily as an ordinary person eating chicken nuggets.
As soon as his plump lips smacked, all the chicken bones were spit out, and Jabbar felt sick in his heart.
If possible, he really doesn't want to deal with this fat pig. Unfortunately, this man is the largest black weapons dealer in Iran. The advanced firepower he needs must be obtained from him.
Thinking of what he had to do, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar calmed down his emotions a little, and then restored his signature smile.
"I say Farshed, as long as you open your mouth and allow me to give you 30% of the blue crystal warheads this month, these beautiful girls I spent a lot of money to raise will be yours. In addition..."
Kareem Abdul-Jabbar's expression became extremely vulgar.
"They are all still genuine virgins..."
Hearing this, Farshed, who was still staring at the dancer, suddenly withdrew his gaze, looked down at Jabbar, who was small to him, and showed a meaningful smile.
"Jabbar, you also know that today's technology has advanced to a level beyond our imagination. Even those old ladies in their 80s and 90s can return to their youth, and it takes only a matter of minutes to repair that membrane.
, the concept of virginity has long been worthless."
"Uh..." After hearing this, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar's smile froze on his face.
"Besides... the blue crystal warhead is a rare product that was developed recently. I don't dare to touch it without orders from above and unless there are special circumstances."
No order? No special circumstances? Bullshit special circumstances, don’t you guys just want to get more benefits? Kareem Abdul-Jabbar cursed in his heart, this fat pig is really hard to coax.
"So, look at this special situation, what makes it special?" Jabbar asked in a lowered voice.
"Well...there are many types of special circumstances. One is ten million US dollars, and the other is three million blue coins. You can choose it yourself." Farshed shook his head.
After hearing this, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar felt like he almost fainted.
"How...how much? Three million Azure Coins?!"
Azure Coin is a currency issued to commemorate the arrival of the Blue Era. It is launched by the Shenyi Organization and has a secret endorsement for it.
Because they are large enough and can be deposited and withdrawn in Shenyi's banks in an anonymous manner at any time, they became popular in various black markets and gray industries as soon as they were launched.
In addition, Shenyi is now the largest evolution force, and most countries in the world are its cooperation partners, and they have also exchanged their own countries' currencies with it as soon as possible.
Today, the official exchange rate between one Azure Coin and the U.S. dollar is roughly 1:3, but due to the gradual instability of the U.S. dollar, Azure Coins are actually more valuable and more popular on the black market.
"Farshid, my whole body now only has about one million blue coins!" Jabbar gritted his teeth, "You are too loud!"
"That's it..." Farshid glanced at Jabbar with some pity, "Then there's nothing we can do. You know, azure warheads are a hot commodity. Let alone you, a second-rate dealer. Even some
The government is very interested."
"You..." Jabbar was a little out of breath. After taking a few deep breaths, he spoke again, "Two million!"
"Three million, no need to talk about it." Farshed shook his fat head, but he was sneering in his heart.
You can only earn so much by licking blood in this broken city where you can't enter and exit at will. You, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar, come up and ask for 30% of my blue crystal warheads this month? What a dream! If I don't beat you, you still have to
I really forgot who has the final say in this city, right?
Farshid did not take Jabbar seriously at all, even though he was known as the "trader" with the widest channels in Iran.
Huh, so what if you have the widest channels? You have secret support behind your back, so who do you think you are as a vendor?
Facing this fat and inexperienced Kareem Abdul-Jabbar, he almost jumped. The mercenary group he was trading with needed a large number of blue crystal warheads. He himself patted his chest and agreed to the business, thinking it would be a little sweet.
It was enough to satisfy the fat pig's appetite, but he didn't expect him to be so difficult to deal with.
If in the end we cannot get enough azure warheads to cause a breach of contract... those mercenary groups composed entirely of evolved people are not easy to get rid of.
Forget it, just three million, let's wait until I get the final payment from the previous transaction, and then I can get it in front of me if I have to spend some blood. It's better than offending those crazy people.
Thinking of this, Jabbar gritted his teeth and agreed to pay that astronomical figure.
"Farshed, I..."
Suddenly, the fat man raised his thick neck, his eyes widened, and he raised his hand to stop Jabbar from continuing.
He choked back in the middle of saying important things, and Kareem Abdul-Jabbar felt that sooner or later he would suffer internal injuries from holding back such things.
After the surroundings were eerily quiet for a while—
"Boom!"
Farshed suddenly hammered the ground with his huge fist, making a deafening sound.
"Everyone, be alert!"
A huge roar rolled from his throat.
The eyes of some people who were still looking at the dancers greedily turned cold instantly. They opened their suits and pulled out mini submachine guns and large-caliber pistols from their belts.
The guards who were on guard at various entrances and exits also pulled out various weapons from their waists, including machetes, Persian scimitars, bishkaboz (a short knife) and other weapons, which they held in their hands.
"What, what's going on?" Kareem Abdul-Jabbar was frightened by his sudden reaction.
"Something is coming." Farshid only said this, and then began to try to get up on the exquisite Persian carpet.
After struggling for more than ten seconds, he stood up panting with great effort, his three-meter-tall body almost touching the ceiling.
He walked towards the center of the dance floor step by step, and the whole room trembled violently with every move.
The music around them suddenly stopped, and the girls who were dancing seductively were also frightened by the chilling battle, and they all froze on the spot and were at a loss.
Jabbar, who was not far away, gave them a gesture, and these girls, who had been trained as commodities, hurriedly picked up the scattered gauze and walked to the stage.
The rumbling tremors did not last long, as Farshed walked to the middle of the room and stopped.
This guy... must weigh a thousand pounds, right? At this time, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar was still thinking about this kind of question.
So what happened? Is there a spy? Or are there other mercenaries who are greedy for this fat man's resources and want to take advantage of him?
I saw Farshid struggling to straighten his body and closing his eyes, as if he was feeling something.
"boom……"
A slight sound reached Jabbar's ears.
Hmm? It sounded like something was being smashed?
"boom."
"boom!"
"boom!!"
No! Kareem Abdul-Jabbar was startled. Why did the sound seem to be getting closer and closer? That was...
The next moment, Farshed let out a deafening roar, and his thick hands immediately crossed to instinctively protect his head.
"boom!!!"
The next moment, the heavy ceiling suddenly burst into pieces, and the huge body was instantly thrown into the air in front of everyone's stunned eyes.
Blood mixed with greasy pink fat spattered every inch of the room, and things happened so fast that no one in the whole room realized what was happening.
"Hmm? Eighteen floors underground? You guys really have a bit of a bad taste."
The thin man wore a crescent mask, and his strange tone penetrated everyone's soul.
In the dim light filled with blood and haze, he looked like a god.