Chapter 314 Tears of Desire
Yan Xu had no interest in the dancers who were circling the pole and creating waves rising and falling against each other. Even if the waves were big enough to knock out anyone who got close to them, he didn't want to look at them any more, but instead observed the surrounding environment.

Troubled by strange things during this period, he has not yet taken a good look to see if the air abroad is really as sweet as the legend says.

However, Yan Xu obviously chose the wrong place. Although this kind of place is lively, it is also full of filth and dirt. So in addition to the smell of alcohol and body odor, there is also the stench of burning leaves in the air.

With just a glance, Yan Xu saw all kinds of leaf products flying around. Eight out of ten were having fun, while the remaining two were just grinning and vomiting.

Most of these are young people who come here to seek excitement. Many of them have not yet reached the drinking age, but they rely on some small tricks to sneak in here in twos and threes and quickly integrate into the group. The key is wine and leaves. If you can drink and take out leaves, you are the brightest one.

As their blood began to boil and their brains became ecstatic, it had become an instinct for them to sway their bodies to the music and lights, like animals courting a mate, searching with dazed eyes for a mate for that night only.

Those who are older have long passed this stage. They are not addicted to it and have better taste. For example, there are handsome guys who come specifically to hook up with married men, young women who come specifically to be hooked up, despicable people who drug their targets without any technical skills, and scheming women who deliberately pretend not to know. It is simply a dance of demons. When the devil comes, you have to punish yourself with three cups of wine and two sips of leaves, otherwise you will feel embarrassed to sit with them.

Shaking his head, Yan Xu followed Ames to the backstage, because the queen of the sea whose walk was like waves had finished warming up the audience and returned to the backstage.

There were naturally people watching over the scene backstage. They were all big and strong with weapons on their waists. You could tell at a glance that they were not easy to mess with, otherwise they would not be able to suppress the young men and drunkards who wanted to break into the backstage and cause trouble.

Aimees was obviously a frequent visitor here, and his status was not ordinary. He just greeted him, glanced at Yan Xu, and did not stop him.

When the curtain was drawn, there was a long and narrow dressing room. The makeup mirrors on both sides and the table full of cosmetics took up a lot of space. The plump and slim dancers could only huddle together to change into the scarce fabrics.

Aimees skillfully made a way through by pinching, grabbing, pushing, holding, twisting and other techniques, while Yan Xu, who was tall and strong with extraordinary temperament, could only force his way in. It was unclear who was getting the upper hand.

Yan Xu, who felt that his entire suit was permeated with the smell, finally met the owner of this place, the dancer from before, in the independent lounge inside.

"Long time no see, Emma." Ames stepped forward and hugged Emma, ​​who had not yet put on a bathrobe. At the same time, one hand skillfully slid down the other's tight waist curve until it was fully grasped. It was obvious that the relationship between the two was not as simple as just friends. They probably played together a lot on weekdays.

"No good comes from your arrival." Emma, ​​who had just greeted her in French, took a breath, rolled her eyes and sat in front of the makeup mirror to touch up her lipstick.

"The cases here have been marked by the bureau. If I don't come, someone else will." Ames said as she picked up a lipstick and touched up her makeup.

"Well, actually I'm also quite annoyed. Those nuns from the Church of Bliss have been going more and more outrageous recently." Emma said with a sigh.

"Emma, ​​you never told me that there are people from the Church of Bliss here." Ames put down her lipstick and said with a serious expression.

"Now, I'm not from the Abnormal Pollution Investigation Bureau, and you know how deep the relationship between the Paradise Church and the top leaders is. Maybe they will have to be invited to attend the meeting at the headquarters. In this case, what else can I do except pretend I don't know?" Emma rolled her eyes, casually took off two tasseled button-like things and threw them on the table, not even caring that there was a man next to her.

In the country of lighthouses, the country of Korea, and the country of little life, there are notoriously many messy churches, which are very bold and crazy. However, many people are obsessed with them and give up their faith, money, houses, relatives, and everything, just to wait for the day when the lies come true.

They don’t even think about this: if God is omnipotent, would he care about mortals like them?
If everyone in the church were noble, what would they need money and sex for?
The reality is that these churches have long been turned into tools. Otherwise, one would really think that the law enforcement agencies of various countries are vegetarians. The only reason for their existence is that they are still useful.

The Church of Bliss did not exist for very long, probably in the 1970s, when the hippies were popular.

When hippies met the Paradise Church, which pursued extreme happiness, it was not good. They created many big events, but the higher-ups liked it, so they just changed the name and it has continued to this day. Today, the Paradise Church does not create big events. Compared with organizing grand exchanges with tens of thousands of people, they prefer to recruit upper-class people to join through the high-end clubs they have opened.

After so many years of accumulation, the network of connections I have has gone beyond description.

Therefore, even if Aimees knew the news, there was no good way out. Even if he reported it to the director, all he would get was a warning: Don't act rashly without evidence.

As for what constitutes qualified evidence, I don't know.

But these are not the real reasons why the two are afraid. The real reason is that their power comes from the Paradise Church.

"Tell me you didn't touch the Tears of Love." Ames stared into Emma's eyes, but her evasive gaze disappointed her.

Then Ames took out a small bottle that looked like a high-end perfume from the drawer. It was less than half filled with pink viscous liquid.

Although it was clearly liquid, it always felt like a twisting pink beauty. The invisible temptation made Yan Xu focus his eyes on it.

Even though he was mentally prepared, Ames still couldn't help swallowing his saliva, not to mention Emma who was slumped beside him, like a fish out of water. This made Yan Xu immediately realize how powerful this thing was.

Psychics like Ames have strong physical constitutions and strong immune systems, so leaves and the like have almost no effect on them, and are less harmful than tobacco.

But in this place, pursuing sensory stimulation is a normal thing, so both Ames and Emma have tried many things, many of which are beyond the imagination and tolerance of ordinary people.

In this regard, you can refer to the gameplay in Black Robe.

But there are still some things that cannot be touched, such as tears of love.

This thing is the source of their power, and it is also a substance that can bring happiness beyond the limit. However, once too much is ingested, the mutation will become more serious, and they may even fall directly into the abyss.

Aimes noticed it early and used Easter eggs to suppress the mutation, but it was still almost at its limit.

And Emma has been addicted to this kind of environment, without any suppression, and has been exposed to the Tears of Love. Even if she mutates in the next second, Ames will not find it strange.

Aimees couldn't help but look at Yan Xu, and Emma noticed it keenly.

Although Yan Xu changed into a suit, he had lived in ancient times for too long and practiced for many years, which resulted in a very special temperament. He seemed incompatible with modern society, yet had a sense of independence.

Emma recognized the other person's identity immediately because of Ames' gaze and her experience working in the Abnormal Pollution Investigation Bureau.

(End of this chapter)