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Chapter 384

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Coral Island.

The island was surrounded by mountains on three sides and had a natural harbor behind it. It didn't even need to be built to play an important defensive role.

This was Ghost Shark's territory.

In the apocalypse, every ambitious and ruthless person had their own title. Just like how Chen Feng was called [Balrog] or [Slaughterer] by some people, Ghost Shark's rise was also accompanied by a rain of blood.

At the beginning of the apocalypse, this place was also full of insects and beasts. Ghost Shark was originally just an inconspicuous professional, but he was ruthless and quick-witted. He roped in a group of allies and suppressed a group of enemies. Under such circumstances, he rose up and became a powerhouse.

In just one year, they finally ruled the nearby area and became the strongest force. It must be mentioned that those so-called allies of Ghost Shark all died unnatural deaths after the other party took over power. Some were swallowed by insects, some were bitten by wild beasts, and some were directly dismembered by zombies.

No one dared to raise an objection.

Anyone who disagreed would not even see the sun tomorrow.

Coral Island's harbor was relatively simple.

There were soldiers left to guard nearby. Basically, the soldiers took turns to go out to sea. This was just one of Ghost Shark's strongholds, just like Death Island. Its purpose was only to explore the surrounding situation, so it was not developed at all.

Outside, except for the soldiers on duty, the rest were all in the house.

"Brag! Brag! Brag! Damn it! It didn't open again! "

"Haha, this bottle of wine is mine!"

"Don't be complacent, I will win it back sooner or later!"

In a spacious house, there were more than twenty people. At this time, these people were gathered together. Cigarettes and liquor were placed on the table. Compared to money, the chips they used at this time were some daily necessities.

Gambling!

They were actually gambling!

This kind of thing was almost impossible to see in the [Order]. Chen Feng had strict rules for his subordinates. During work, all entertainment such as gambling were strictly prohibited. Violators would be punished.

"Beat me? Just by you? You have nothing. You want to flip your cards? Dream on! "A ferocious warrior who was missing half of his little finger looked at the other party and shouted loudly.

On the other side was a man in his early forties. His eyes were sunken like a drug addict. He spat a mouthful of phlegm and walked to the corner. He stretched out his hand and picked up a young girl.

The girl wasn't very old. She looked to be in her early twenties. She was supposed to be at the prime of her life, but at this moment, there was a dull look in her eyes. She was like a walking corpse that had no consciousness. Even though she was being treated so violently by the man, she didn't make a sound.

The woman was wearing very thin clothes, and there wasn't even any cloth to cover her private parts. She tugged and tugged, revealing pieces of her body. ,

"Here, this is the bet!" The man dragged the woman directly onto the card table. He used so much force that even the skin on her chest was exposed.

Bruises.

There were countless bruises on the woman's body. It was hard to imagine what kind of treatment she had suffered to end up in such a miserable state.

The middle-aged man placed one hand on the woman's head and grabbed her clothes with the other. With a forceful tug, he pulled her clothes to the ground and scolded, "I exchanged three boxes of cigarettes for this. Come, let's continue the bet!"

"Bah!"

The man with a broken finger spat on the ground and then pointed at the woman. He laughed and scolded, "I think you're crazy. Three boxes of cigarettes for this trash? Bah! One box, I'm telling you, just one box! "

The middle-aged man widened his eyes and looked furious.

The man with a broken finger picked his ear, raised his head and curled his lips, "What's wrong? Are you playing or not? Give me a straight answer! "

The middle-aged man took a deep breath and slammed his hand on the table. He shouted, "Play! One box it is. Just you wait. If I don't make you bankrupt today, I'll write my name upside down! "

Then, the sound of cards being dealt sounded again.

However.

From the beginning to the end, the woman didn't show any expression at all. She was still leaning on the table, motionless, and full of sadness.

"Hiss!"

These people actually used a person as a bet!

If entertainment during work in the order was only a misdemeanor, then disrespecting women would be defined as a felony punishment. Those who behaved badly would even have their spines broken and hung on the city wall.

But here, these warriors, no, they could no longer be considered disciplined soldiers, but a group of bandits, a group of bandits living on the coast.

Land of Chaos.

Compared to Chen Feng's order, the area ruled by Ghost Shark had completely turned into a purgatory on earth. There were no laws or rules here. The boundary between the strong and the weak was like heaven and earth, making people feel suffocated.

A dictator.

Both Chen Feng and Ghost Shark were the rulers of their respective organizations. As existences at the top of the pyramid, they had the power to control the life and death of the entire city. However, unlike Chen Feng, who had always followed the rules to deal with certain matters, Ghost Shark's motto was simple: enjoy yourself while you can, and be completely lawless.

Eat the best food.

Drink the best wine.

Occupy the most beautiful woman.

In this land, starvation was a very normal thing, just like the situation in the Abyss. In the case of a lack of food, the elderly and children of this force were the first to be abandoned.

Ordinary men were used as laborers to build various buildings, and slightly beautiful women became the sad playthings of Ghost Shark and a group of professionals.

Looking at the big picture through a tube.

It was just a simple stronghold, but it was already so chaotic. If it was in Ghost Shark's headquarters, how chaotic would it be? One could even imagine it.

People knew that ghosts were terrifying, and ghosts knew that people were vicious.

Sometimes, ghosts couldn't harm people. The ones who really harmed people were their own kind with the same skin and language.

This was the normal state of the apocalypse.

There were no laws, no morals, and even the basic principles of being a person. On this land, there were mostly demons and monsters. This was no longer the territory of humans, it was simply a terrifying ghost territory.

The sea breeze outside whistled, blowing on the glass, making some slapping sounds. It was like the cold wind couldn't look directly at this cruel scene and let out a cry.

This was just a corner of this island.

From time to time, some miserable cries could be heard from some houses. No one knew what kind of cruel and vicious things were happening in those houses.

In the east.

The three robbers leaned together absent-mindedly. After a while, it would be time to change shifts. This damn weather, they could finally go back and warm up.

The few of them chatted with each other.

"Shuffle …"

Some sounds came from the grass in front of them. Two robbers walked forward, trying to see what was going on. Not long after they took a step, a shadow groped from behind, took out a dagger, and directly stabbed the neck of the robber who stayed behind. He didn't even make a sound and directly fell to the ground.

The two robbers in front didn't know that their companion had lost his life in just a short time.

They held some knives in their hands and walked forward. Just as they approached the grass, they suddenly felt a pain in their legs. Two steel needles had directly pierced them. Just as they were about to call for help, two daggers stabbed into their backs. Their pupils dilated, and they suddenly lost all signs of life.

The murderer was a half-elf.

He was a male, and in his tribe, he had the strength of a silver. At this time, he first hid the corpses of the robbers, and then said to his companion beside him, "Inform the lord that the target has been cleaned up. We can go ashore."

The latter nodded and suddenly disappeared on the spot.

The half-elf looked into the distance. Even though she had just killed a life, she didn't show any discomfort. Instead, she looked at the lights in the distance with some anticipation and curiosity.

No one knew what would happen later.

But one thing was certain.

Today.

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