Ghost Shelter System

Alcohol is banned in Cairo.

Forbidden colors.

Not even revealing clothing is allowed.

Although somewhat relaxed for foreign tourists, these prohibitions are particularly strict in places like the old city, where Arab buildings are dotted.

But not here.

The damp corridor leading to the underground was filled with demons dancing wildly.

There are always openings in the stone walls on both sides, and the beer inside is available for free.

This seems to be an old underground fortification, now a fallen paradise.

The dancers are no less open than in Europe.

Qin Kun looked up. On the ceiling of the underground corridor, the symbol of an inverted five-pointed star hung unobstructed. Symbols symbolizing evil could be found everywhere. This is Satan's domain, a transcendent, fallen paradise!

The "Iblis" of the Arabs is, to a certain extent, the "Satan" of the Europeans. The concept of demons exists in religious countries. The reason why they are created is to test people's hearts.

It is obvious that everyone here has not passed the test of Allah.

Qin Kun passed by two men and women who were fighting against the wall. There was endless sound in his ears. Next to him, a mature woman with smoky makeup and a low neckline held a cigarette and blocked Qin Kun's way.

"Young man, if you go further from here, you need to pay."

Fishnet stockings, smoky eye makeup, and snake earrings.

The last time Qin Kun saw her iconic bangs and graceful figure was in the movie "Cleopatra".

"Pay? How much?"

"Watch it."

Qin Kun took out a beautiful knife and stuffed it into her collar.

The mature woman smiled and moved closer: "Welcome to the 'Dark Alley', this should be your favorite underground paradise."

She accompanied Qin Kun and continued walking down.

On the way, Qin Kun saw everything new. Qin Kun thought this was an underground boxing ring, but now he discovered that it was not just an underground boxing ring, it should be said to be Cairo's 'black market'.

On both sides of the passage, there are people selling food, medicine, and alcohol. There are even many pink rooms where giant pythons are kept. If you look carefully, you can see some women lying lazily among the snakes. The holes in the wall mark them. price range.

"My name is Tiabuka. Is this your first time in the Black Alley?"

"Um."

"You speak the local language quite fluently."

"Thanks."

"Why come here? Here you can taste fine wine, play with beautiful girls, experience the secret medicine of Egypt, attend parties that are not accessible to the outside world, or fight demons from all over the world."

Under Tiabka's long bangs, her deep black eyes shone with splendor. She raised the corners of her mouth and showed a confident smile: "Or you may seek help from some wizards to solve some problems that cannot be solved under the sun."

Qin Kun said: "It is indeed more interesting than the things under the sun, but I am here to keep an eye on a monster. He may have gone to your 'Colosseum' here."

Tiabuka shrugged. Unfortunately, if Qin Kun tried other projects, her commission would be very high. If she went to the Colosseum, she would not have much income tonight.

But it doesn't matter, following such a young man is a pleasure.

She hugged Qin Kun's waist calmly. This oriental man's muscles were as strong as iron. It was not like she had never seen a muscular man before, but this kind of touch could stir up the inner feelings, which was so vivid. .

"Where are you from?" Qin Kun looked at Tiabuka and asked curiously. This woman, at most 30 years old, has yellow skin. Although it is darkened, she does not have European or Middle Eastern characteristics. Her bones are very similar to those of Asians.

Tiabka smiled: "I am an Egyptian, an ancient Egyptian."

Qin Kun smiled: "Egyptian civilization has been destroyed long ago."

Tiabka regretted: "Yes, but the ancient Egyptians still exist in the world. It's a pity that we have lost the knowledge passed down by our ancestors and have become weak and need to be protected. In the dark alley, I am just a slave of the devil. .”

"Are you proud of this?" Qin Kun asked.

Tiabuka covered her mouth and smiled: "At least, the devil gave me hope to live."

The topic ends here.

Qin Kun didn't taste any wine and didn't need a mature woman to lead the way. He went straight to an open space in the underground workshop.

This place was transformed into a boxing ring, and the people inside had different expressions and yelled rudely at the combatants on the stage.

There was a mountain of banknotes piled next to it. Several tough-looking men in uniform uniforms sat next to the pile of money, guarding these greedy wealth.

In the boxing ring, two men were fighting in an almost bloody way. Qin Kun didn't notice the burly guy just now, so he sat in the stands.

"Did you find the person you were looking for?"

Qin Kun shook his head, looked at the two guys on the ring, both wearing iron necklaces around their necks, paused and said, "He might be on the field later."

"Is he a 'Mamluk' who sells himself in a dark alley?" The mature woman was startled and lost her voice.

Mamluk?

"what is that."

"The 'extremely brave men' who once severely defeated the Mongolian demons! They were the top war slaves. They were born to fight. 900 years ago, they wiped out the Mongolian cavalry and protected Jerusalem. The European Crusaders were no match for them! "

The mature woman said in shock, "The Mamluks were originally slaves. There is an unwritten rule in the dark alley. Anyone who participates in fighting must join the Mamluks!"

Qin Kun was stunned. He didn't know much about history, but he knew about the Mongolian cavalry and the Crusaders.

On the grassland, the recently deceased great witch Zhu Bilegong was a descendant of the Mongolian elite.

‘Wolf King’ Bilegon is also the only person in China who can draw a tie with Ge Zhan on the road of life and death.

Not to mention the Crusaders, the most elite knights among them are the 'Templars', whom we met last time.

These two groups of inheritance should have been in their heyday 900 years ago, but they were defeated by this unheard-of ‘Mamluk’?

So how strong are the ‘extremely brave men’ among these war slaves?

Qin Kun's curiosity was suddenly aroused: "You mean, these 'extremely brave men' are the people who fight in dark alleys?"

The mature woman Tiabuka smiled: "Only the top Mamluks will be called 'extremely brave', and the others are war slaves. These on the stage are all slaves."

The bloody scenes and the cruel underground intrigued Qin Kun, and when he was excited, he felt a little hungry. Will the old monster from the Underworld in the City of Ten Deaths meet the ‘extremely brave man’ who is in charge here?

Qin Kun really wanted to see that scene.

"Is there anything to eat? I'll have to gather my energy to watch the battle later." Qin Kun handed over a beautiful knife.

The mature woman said: "Fried cod fish sticks with oriental vegetables and roots, very popular."

The mature woman came back shortly after leaving, holding something like a family bucket. Inside were large pieces of cod fish, wrapped in potato noodles, and seemed to be fried together with pickled mustard.

It was fried in mutton oil and smelled a bit sour. Qin Kun fed it in one gulp and found that it was pretty good. It was served with onion juice soaked in vinegar. The taste was indeed much smoother than the food sold outside.

The mature woman praised: "The food in China is really delicious. If I have the opportunity to go there, I will definitely taste the food everywhere."

Qin Kun was helpless: "There is no such thing as 'Oriental fried cod fish sticks' in China."

A bucket of fried food couldn't bear to be eaten. The battle on the stage was over. A dirty, strong man was carried off with blood all over his body. Someone in charge checked his nose and ordered him to be buried.

In the stands, most of the frustrated people began to curse, and some excited people spat. This guy's defeat may have cost them several months of living expenses.

However, the next scene also begins.

"Next, there is a new war slave, a monster that cannot understand human language! He is coming to challenge Fahan, let us wait and see!"

A burly and deformed figure slid down from the ventilation duct above his head and hit the table hard, causing the surrounding earth to shake.

Colorful flowers were flying, and new odds appeared on the simple display screen. The odds of the monster were actually 1 to 2.

"Why are his odds lower than mine?!"

Fahan, the winner just now, yelled, here, the lower the odds, the stronger the evaluation strength.

Qin Kun took out a bunch of beautiful knives, handed them to the mature woman and said, "Help me guard that monster."

The mature woman was surprised: "This kind of gambling is usually controlled by the person in charge of the Mamluks. Even though the monster's assessment is very strong, what if it's the one who was invited?"

Qin Kun sneered: "If you win, I'll give you half."

The mature woman immediately shut up and obeyed.

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