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Chapter 17 - Chapter 16: Underground Black Market

After going back from work, Nonwind deliberately went to the clothing market and bought a black cloak, a black mask, and a black duck tongue cap to cover his identity.

In order not to leave traces in the black market, he also deliberately bought a pair of very ugly new shoes, and a bottle of poor quality perfume, very pungent and disgusting.

Saturday, ten o'clock in the morning.

Nonwind quietly came to the thirteenth district, the most prosperous pedestrian street, looking at the bustling crowd of people pouring into stores and out of stores, he lowered his voice and said in surprise: "In this kind of place to engage in the underground black market, there is really no problem."

As it turns out, it's not just a problem, it's perfect.

This pedestrian street has a huge flow of people every day, and there are all kinds of people who eat, drink and play everything inside.

For example, the teahouse, both young and old, such as the bar, most people like quiet and want to drink can be accepted, and then play: video games city, Internet cafe, crane machines, etc., drinks: milk tea stores, coffee shops, etc..

About walking for a few minutes, non wind visual estimation of this street at least a kilometer long, and the outside of the pedestrian street, there are a lot of local special snack stores, and the atmosphere of the pedestrian street is very different.

"Wait to go out to eat a bowl of wonton," so thought the non wind, into a strange milk tea store called "wind to milk tea".

He thought what name is not good, but must be called "wind to", one day really give you a big wind, you will have no place to cry.

"A cup of pearl milk tea," said non wind.

"Okay, please pay this way," the waiter smiled and placed the order, the right hand gestured down the sweeping code payment machine, and asked: "Now drink or pack?"

"Pack it," Nonwind took out his phone to pay.

There are several entrances to this underground black market, one of which is next to this milk tea store, the entrance ticket is to buy a cup of milk tea here, or go in through the alley next to it and pay ten dollars as an entrance fee.

The black market is accessible to anyone, as long as you can find the entrance.

Raising his hand to take the milk tea bag handed to him by the waiter, Nonpho turned out and walked into the alley next to him, "Go straight twenty meters, there is a door, push it open and someone is guarding it."

Walked more than twenty meters, but the end does have a door, there are also people guarding, "look at you like this, is new to it, do not stay too late inside, careful waist was gaga."

The man guarding the door was a gangster, playing a game, and when he saw the strange visitor, he knew what was coming.

His deliberate admonition was because the boss didn't want too many people to die in the black market, lest it end up being seized and he had no place to make money.

"Well," Nonwind nodded in a thick voice, quickly swept a glance at the long, narrow courtyard, walked into the house, bright lights, the ground has a conspicuous but particularly abrupt staircase.

The stairs are downward, flanked by walls, just outrageous.

Go down about four or five meters, anyway, two dozen narrow steps, not yet out of the stairway, you can hear the noise like a vegetable market.

"Hahahaha, old man blackjack, through the kill!"

"Damn you this medicine cheaper okay, three hundred dollars a bottle, the pit ghost it!"

"Guest, come to play ah ~"

"..."

Underground black market, more chaotic than non wind thought, at least to the stairway as the center point, a hundred meters in diameter, all messy ground stall vendors.

Selling a variety of things, such as rare herbs (mountain He Shou Wu Huang Jing Lingzhi, etc.), individual for the men below can not be weak special drugs (whether there is no use do not know, anyway, sold quite expensive), jade jewelry, chess card game machine.

There is a stall, sitting there playing cards, listening to theater and drinking tea, what have you.

Out of this range, is the official stores, stores outside the decoration is very simple, all gray cement layer, but the interior is beautifully decorated, not at all worse than the outside of the pedestrian street.

"Guest, want a massage, I have the most soul-crushing technician, but also an Avatar yo," next to a massage store boss lady in a smile to solicit customers, calm and calm look, it can be seen that her family is not bad business, at least not bad for him a single business.

Nonwind stopped and asked, "Where is the Yuan Tong inquiry store? Know it."

"Eh! You want to find that dead old ghost ah," the boss lady face slightly stiff, not bothered and do not want to take care of waving his hand said: "front three hundred meters, go go go, finish the business remember to come back cool."

"Thanks," Nonwind continued to lift his feet forward.

He asked, just to confirm in advance, short fat man's words, in the end credible or not.

So it seems that Lin Yuan is really here.

What to do, to call the Division well, or I go to check out some more ...

Think about it, adults do not make a choice, he all want, take out the phone to send a message to Yan Zhengsong, the phone is not suitable to play now, but the message must be sent, after sending him to Fang Qiongzhen also sent a strip, just in case.

[Lin Yuan, District 13, Qingfu pedestrian street, underground black market, entrance wind to the end of the alley next to the milk tea store, quick!

Lin Yuan, you should never expect, I will give you a big gift at this time!

Stopped in front of a store, turned to open the glass door, into the store instantly, a cold air forced face, so that the non wind can not help but frown, the heart subconsciously thought: "too cold, right."

"Is not a little cold, sorry sorry, I am used to this person."

Seeing that a guest had arrived, the man lying on the rocking chair, immediately took off the black fedora that covered his face and got up to welcome him.

It was a face in his forties, white complexion, like years without sunlight, eight eyebrows, spacing less than a finger width, thin cheeks, like malnutrition, but also a little long, high nose, both sides of the nose narrow, slightly pointed jaw, thin lips.

The man is about six-foot-five, wearing a gray vest, while walking to turn off the floor air-conditioning, while finishing clothes, "This guest, ask something?"

"Of course, do not ask what to do here," non wind secretly deep breath, pressed his voice, glanced at the figure that made his heart hate stupid, and then look around the very simple store, a rocking chair, a long table and two benches.

"Big deal or small deal?"

"Small matter."

Lin Yuan face slightly loose smile, as if small things are not so stressful for him, go back to sit back, "is a friend introduced? Or..."

"Yes, a friend," non wind blandly sat down on that bench opposite Lin Yuan, put the packed milk tea, on the ground, "I heard that you are well informed here."

Lin Yuan respectfully extended his hand, "Then you ask."

"How is the cost," non wind two eyes unconsciously by Lin Yuan that right hand drive the line of sight, "can first ask some general people do not know the news?"

He was trying to calm himself down, trying to act as if nothing was wrong.

"Yes, yes, please ask, I know everything," Lin Yuan nodded hastily, in a humble manner.

"My friend said that anything related to smuggling, just ask you," Non Feng thought for a moment and asked, "So, which road is safer these days?"

Lin Yuan smiled faintly and wryly winked down, "This... this question is charged, but then, seeing as you are an old friend, I'll give it to you for free."

He looked up and whispered, "Just say the article everyone knows, but does not know much. Twelve districts of Hengan wharf, Dingzhou River of those few branches belong to the smallest and most remote there, every day between two and four in the morning, you can smuggle some small objects, large objects can not, can not pass is also too obvious, will be seen by the river patrol of the Department of divine differences."

Nonwind puzzled, "there is this pier?"

This piece of news, he knows, a few days ago old He inadvertently mentioned, said the Division is prepared to put a large net in that, to see if you can get a few big fish.

The old fox is an old fox, the news are given just right, not high value, but for foreign smuggling groups who want to establish a firm foothold in Dingcheng, very practical.