In fact, it is understandable that the lower part of the world is far less large than that of the upper layer, because most of the business in the world can still be put in the sun, and that''s the only thing that can''t be shown in a big way.


    Rather, if the world''s black industry accounts for nearly half or even more of the total industry, sooner or later, someone will pull out the less black parts and put them on the table. Therefore, although the times are changing, and the types and demands of business activities are changing, there is always a dynamic balance between the so-called good normal industries and the bad dark industries.


    This may also be the reason why some people feel that the world is getting worse and worse in a time of rapid change. With the increase of tolerance, more and more businesses that were previously regarded as unreasonable or even evil have become neutral, and finally they go into the sunshine with dignity.


    It is said that before the popularity of night fair, the city had nominal control over weapons, and no business could openly sell standard weapons of military equipment or weapons with strong lethality, such as crossbows.


    As the night fair was gradually accepted, arms dealers moved out of the area. Even if we listen to the dwarves'' unabashed tone before, it is estimated that it will not be far away from the occurrence of normal weapon trafficking. In the future, there will inevitably be more conflicts around swords and so on. But what?


    Having said that, if there is a business that can be cleaned up, there must be a business that can not be washed away by the changes of the times. The killer is the most typical representative of these businesses. No matter what era, it''s not good to hire a murderer to kill someone in public. The reason is very simple. When you think that you can openly let the killer remove your opponent, your opponent can naturally do the same.


    An era has its own rules, but the era of bloody killing has gradually passed. It may come back one day, and until it does, killers will have to walk in the dark with their business.


    It''s hard to say whether the smell comes from water, fish or other things. The brighter the lights, the stronger the smell. Rao is a mage who has heard all kinds of smell in the laboratory, and will frown unconsciously.


    He lowered the brim of his hood as if he didn''t want to see things around him. In fact, the fishy smell may not come from the fish, because the people here are no different from the fish. There is a kind of trade that is even more taboo than employing murderers. It is really a business that can not be talked about, that is, human beings and the slave trade. There is obviously more demand in this industry than in hiring criminals.


    "Come and have a look. These are all good new goods from the south! There are still a few nobles. " "How do you sell the meat?" "Take a look at this. How tender and tender the skin is."


    The sound can be the wind blowing birds, can be the drums, harps and flutes. The voice of the people can also be a talk about the broad, can be the family''s strengths and weaknesses. But no matter what kind of voice, there is no such disgusting cheese as it is now. Perhaps he was too deeply influenced by the chivalry of the grey lion, or perhaps the people he met on the grassland were too free. He could have understood the birth of slaves and their status in many societies. Maybe he could understand and accept them. It could not be the same thing. The magic in the eyes fluctuated with the mood. If it had not been for the dim light and the haunted crowd, someone might have discovered the haze under his eyes.


    "Bang!" At this moment, something bumped up behind the mage, and then a hand tried to reach his belt. The technique is quite sophisticated. After all, it''s no better here than outside. The people who mingle in this area are cruel roles. It''s unnecessary to say how miserable the thief will be.


    Perhaps with this sophisticated technique, we can snatch money from those who are confused by desire. Unfortunately, this golden finger did not touch such a person. Cheese is not as good as Lothar, but it''s better than most of the loafers.


    "Ah, well." The thief, who was held by the master''s wrist, was about to cry for pain. He stifled his voice. Cheese just wanted to say something about this performance, but the thief took out a dagger with his other hand and cut it off at his wrist! This guy didn''t even think about pushing cheese back. He wanted to cut his wrist with this dagger to escape! What a cruel means, a good decisive judgment.


    Cheese couldn''t let him do it. He didn''t even use his other hand. Instead, he let go of his hand and turned his grip into a palm. He hit the back of his hand obliquely and directly knocked the dagger out of his hand. As soon as the thief saw that his hand was released, he turned around and ran away.


    In fact, with the mage''s reaction power, he can catch the other side completely, but the appearance of his broken wrist just now makes him worry about whether there will be more extreme behavior. After a moment''s hesitation, it is far away to find someone else. Cheese sighed and picked up the dagger from the ground. It''s rusty. I''m afraid it''s difficult to cut the meat, not to mention cutting the wrist.


    The mage hesitated and did not throw away the dagger. It was his booty. As for whether the little commotion attracted the attention of others, at most, those people ridiculed cheese for not catching the thief, which made them miss a scene to watch.


    There is no zone in the no zone. There is no order, and even trampling on the order does not exist. In a sense, it is more like the world before the emergence of law and morality. People walking here are absolutely free. They only need to be responsible for their own desires and lives. If the former occupies more, even the latter can be abandoned.It''s not easy to have buildings in such a place. Because the house represents the ownership, and the ownership contains the rules. The owner of the house must have enough energy to make the people who enter the house abide by his rules, and refuse those who can''t. Therefore, the pub with the sign of Youhe is not simple. Its open door is like the mouth of a giant beast, swallowing those bold guys.


    Cheese is standing in front of the door with a smile on his mouth. Can it be worse than here? He hung the rusty dagger around his waist and walked in slowly. As soon as I entered the room, the situation was quite different from what Cheese thought. There was no pungent smell of wine and messy tables and chairs. There was only a wooden corridor leading to the deep.


    His eyes turned around, and he could see many old marks and organs related settings on the four walls of the corridor. Think of it, this is the first pass of Youhe tavern. It is estimated that the man who has the intention of making trouble is half as brave when he sees this corridor.


    But with this kind of small hand, can you stand firm here? Thinking so, the mage entered the corridor.


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