The prosperous Bayam, the entire city, is artificially divided into two completely different worlds.

This aspect is very similar to Backlund.

Backlund's East Side is characterized by poverty, numbness, and weakness... while Bayam's Dockside Area is characterized by chaos, indulgence, and madness...

There are two roads leading to death, and it is unclear who is nobler than the other.

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As Joyce strolled down the street, he seemed to be able to feel the arrogant desires and evil thoughts rising.

He has not personally summarized the rules for playing the role of "the instigator", he just wants to imitate the experience of his "predecessors".

Like Triss, instigating the crew on the entire ship to kill each other in order to digest the potion...

Therefore, Bayam's dock area became his best choice.

Here, pirates and gangs run rampant, and people disappear and even die every day, which is enough to cover up the disasters he caused when he played... Joyce's original idea was to join an evil pirate group and use the ability of "abet" to tear it apart.

But before that, he planned to test the water first. After all, you have to eat one bite at a time, and the road has to be walked step by step. If you take too long, it will be easy to lose your eggs...

Thinking too far...

He swaggered into a bar called "Tulip".

At this moment, Joyce had lost her elegant aristocratic dress and put on a pair of cheap clothes. Her skin was deliberately roughened, and her hair was messy and hanging around her forehead.

He took out two coins and placed them on the table in a pretentious manner, while his eyes always deliberately glanced at the back door of the bar:

"A Southwell beer."

The bartender's eyes were quite vicious. He clearly noticed that the man in front of him secretly glanced at the coins he paid out, as if reluctant to part with them. He quickly concluded in his mind that he was a poor man and a gambler.

A full glass of beer, with golden foam rising, Joyce immediately stepped forward and took a sip.

The bar put away the coins and said lukewarmly:

"The game will start soon, you can go down."

Joyce smiled sincerely when he heard this, said "Thank you", picked up the wine glass, turned around and walked underground.

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If you don’t have something exciting to do in a bar in the dock area, you’d be too embarrassed to open the door!

The bar in front of you is most famous for its underground boxing ring. It is very popular because it often beats people to death in the ring.

So, it was lucky enough to become Joyce's first test subject.

The so-called underground boxing ring maintains the most original style. There is a ring in the center of the hall and there are no seats around it, but it still attracts many spectators to watch the match.

When Joyce came in, the game had not yet started, and there was only a ragged woman dancing passionately on the ring.

Unfortunately, the audience did not buy it, and some even shouted:

"Why hasn't the game started yet?"

"Yeah, start quickly!"

"I waited until the flowers withered..."

The dancer was not embarrassed. She ended the warm-up session early, took a breath, and acted as the host with a smile on her face.

"Thank you all for your enthusiasm. Then, the competition will begin immediately!"

"First of all, I would like to invite our defender today, the berserker who has not lost a single game in thirteen consecutive games and killed his opponent seven times, Hansen!"

As the woman's introduction sounded, a tall and round bald man walked onto the stage, took off his cloak, bare his upper body, raised his arms and shouted.

The audience in the audience was even more enthusiastic, waving the receipts in their hands, shouting "Hansen", "God of War" and other different titles... These people probably put gold pounds on him.

Then, the woman introduced again: "Now, welcome to today's challenger, a little-known boy, Evan."

Unfortunately, before the cheers could start this time, they were drowned out by waves of boos.

Evan is a young man, shorter in stature, but with bulging muscles, and he looks very powerful. He jumped onto the ring, looking very relaxed.

With the woman's loud announcement, the game officially began.

After a brief confrontation, the two contestants started a fierce fight. The feeling of punches to the flesh made the audience in the audience soar with adrenaline, and they kept shouting and cheering at the top of their lungs.

Unfortunately, in Joyce's view, neither of them combined is his match.

In addition, from his professional perspective, the fight between the two people on the stage looked passionate, but in fact it looked like acting.

Bald Hansen's moves were sharp and he always had the upper hand, but his attacks would not cause much damage to his opponent, as he seemed to be deliberately holding back his force.

On the other hand, Evan's few counterattacks caused considerable damage, and he didn't look anxious at all and was full of confidence.

It didn't take much wisdom for Joyce to guess that these two men were fixing the match.

Looking towards the stands upstairs, as expected, I saw a middle-aged man holding a glass of red wine, watching the game with great interest.

He must be the owner of the bar... Joyce guessed in his mind, then a sarcastic smile appeared on his lips, and he waited until the intermission time.

This period of time is not only to give the boxers a rest, but more importantly, to leave enough time for the audience to raise their bets based on the situation on the court...

Joyce easily squeezed into the crowd and came to the favored bald Hansen.

He lowered his voice and said:

"That guy not only wants you to lose, he wants to take the opportunity to kill you."

Hearing this, Hansen turned around suddenly and saw many people surrounding him. They were all talking so loudly that it was impossible to tell who the words came from.

However, those words seemed to have some kind of magic power, arousing suspicion and malice in his heart.

Hansen turned to look at his opponent. The boy named Evan was staring at him, his eyes full of confidence, arrogance, and "murderous intent."

Does he really want to kill me? Is this what the boss means, or... The thoughts in his mind became more and more confusing. Hansen stood up and waited for the start of the second half.

When the two met, Evan whispered:

"Don't forget the boss's instructions."

Hansen nodded expressionlessly, becoming more and more convinced of what he just said.

As a result, his next attack became even more fierce, like a violent storm, beating his opponent to the point where he could only parry and was unable to fight back.

Finally, he hit Evan with an uppercut on the jaw. The latter fell heavily to the ground and lost consciousness for a short time.

Bald Hansen won the final victory, vented his grievances with a roar, and accepted the enthusiastic cheers from the audience who had won money.

Joyce noticed that the boss in the stands upstairs crushed the wine glass in his hand and disappeared from his sight.

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