The scene fell into an eerie silence once again, and finally someone couldn't help but speak sarcastically.
"Boy, you are not afraid to drink this, are you? Look at you, you must be a spoiled child. Go back home and cry!"
"You don't even dare to drink Bloody Mary, and you dare to come to the City of Slaughter like this? I think you are quite handsome, why don't you go to a nearby hotel with me first, and in exchange, I will take you in, how about that?"
"Oh, you are really handsome, boy. I'm afraid you have never even held a knife before? Everyone who enters the Slaughter City has to have killed a few people. Now many people are targeting you. It's not too late for you to follow me. I will keep you safe."
Listening to the dirty talk around him, the boy's eyes lit up. He looked at the man who spoke last, his tone meaningful.
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