Chapter 1994: City of Chaos

Rifiat, the most chaotic country in the world, has a small land area, but is rich in various mineral resources, and even has rich gold mines. However, the continuous wars and the leaders who do not understand politics and change like a revolving lantern have not only prevented the residents of this country from moving towards peace and prosperity, but have dragged this country into the abyss of decline bit by bit.

For ordinary residents of Rifiat, living here is just a matter of getting by, because they have no tomorrow and no future.

Here, all kinds of crimes are rampant. Locals may be better off. If outsiders rashly enter here, losing money is a small matter. If you are not careful, you can only come in vertically and go out horizontally, or you don’t have to go out at all, and sleep here forever.

Poverty makes people here become extremely vicious and aggressive. Kindness cannot survive here at all and can only be completely buried in the grave.

Even if it is a child in his teens, if you are not careful, he may steal your package. If you chase him, he may pull out a pistol and pull the trigger at you.

The land of chaos is the grave of good people, but it is a paradise for criminals.

There are countless criminals in the world who have been wanted and hid here, continuing to commit crimes without restraint. To some extent, this place is a paradise for vicious criminals. Even Interpol dares not come here to arrest people.

It's not that they haven't tried, but those who come here basically never go back.

There are not only ordinary criminals here, but also powerful practitioners. There are killer organizations, mercenaries, local forces, and the underground ruler here, "Angel of Death Samael".

Angel of Death Samael is a code name, representing a person. His real name is no longer known. Samael is his name. He has no official position, but his words are still valid as President Lifiat's words.

You can disobey the president, then you may not die, but if you disobey Samael's orders and disobey his will, then you will definitely die.

No one knows how powerful Samael is, but more than 20 years ago, someone chased to Lifiat because of a notorious criminal. Knowing the specialness of this place, he asked a supreme strongman for help and asked the supreme strongman to enter Lifiat to capture the criminal.

As soon as the supreme strongman entered Lifiat, he saw a man in an empty street. It was a masked man. Without any nonsense, he only said one sentence.

"This is my territory. Either get out or stay forever!"

The supreme strongmen are all the top strongmen in the world. They are naturally unwilling to be threatened by such a tone. They have to fight anyway. If they can't beat it, they will run away!

There was no fierce fight. The masked man pointed out.

The spiritual energy between heaven and earth instantly gathered in this finger, like the gathering of wind and clouds, and instantly hit the supreme strongman opposite.

The supreme strongman was a body practitioner, and his body was harder than fine steel, but he couldn't withstand this finger, and his body exploded directly and shattered to the ground.

After the news spread, no more righteous people came here to cause trouble.

It's not that there is no way to deal with the angel of death Samael in the world, but this is originally a chaotic small country. Whether there is Samael or not, it can't change its nature at all. Under such a premise, who is willing to fight a pervert who can kill the supreme strongman with one finger?

After that battle, Lifiat became famous all over the world, attracting more and more criminals to come, just like a country of criminals.

The sky was full of dark clouds, the sun was nowhere to be seen, and there was a faint sound of thunder in the sky. A rainstorm is coming.

People sitting at home and standing on the street all looked up at the sky, looking expectant and excited.

It has been dry here for too long. If it doesn't rain again, let alone taking a bath, even drinking water will become a problem.

On the street, there is a shabby old hotel with old tables and chairs, but there are many people sitting there. These people are of different shapes and skin colors. Almost everyone has a pistol or a rifle on their body. They are gathered around the old wooden tables. Some are playing poker, some are drinking, and some are taking a nap on the chairs.

A bearded man drank the beer in the draft beer cup in front of him in one breath, then slammed the beer cup heavily on the table and shouted: "Hey... another draft of beer! Hunter, you added water to this beer, right? Why is it so light? Such a light beer costs thirty dollars. You are simply extorting!"

A middle-aged man wearing a vest and holding a cigarette standing behind the old counter responded in a flat tone: "If you think it's expensive, you don't have to drink it!"

The bearded man seemed to be used to the bartender's answer: "Drink, of course not! In this ghost place, besides drinking, gambling can also What are you doing?"

A black man next to him laughed and said, "You can still play with women."

The bearded man spitted and said, "Women here are worthless and expensive. It's better to go to other countries. Wouldn't it be more fun?"

The black man laughed and said, "Everything is expensive here, but it's safe here. If you have so many lives on your shoulders, you will die if you are targeted. I heard that your bounty has reached one million."

The bearded man snorted coldly, "These people are so stingy. I'm also a great success after all. I can get more than this little money with just a few moves."

A man next to him said, "Jeff, I heard that you made a big fortune and earned a lot of money. You can't spend it all in your lifetime, right?"

The bearded man's face changed slightly, and he said, "Who the hell is talking nonsense? If I were really that rich, I would have gone to heaven to drink good women and play with good women. Why would I hide here to drink this beer that is so bland but so expensive?"

Everyone laughed, and the few eyes that were originally on the bearded man turned away.

"Your beer."

The bartender Hunter put a bottle of beer in front of him with a bang, with a rather bad attitude, and then turned and left.

The bearded man Jeff took a big sip of beer, and looked at the people around him who turned their eyes away, and his face relaxed a little.

This is Lifiat!

Who is a good person here?

If a person comes here with a huge sum of money, it is easy to be killed by others for money. Here, no matter how powerful you are, it is always the most important thing not to show off your wealth.

"Squeak!"

The old door of the bar was pushed open, and a tall, thin middle-aged man walked in. He had yellow skin, black eyes, and was a typical oriental man. His face was slightly pale, and he looked like he hadn't seen the sun for a long time. He looked a little weak...

PS;

Still writing, one chapter later