"money is not a problem."
As he spoke, Han Feng took out a few gold-edged silver notes from his arms and flew them into the mist with his inner strength.
Not to mention being the leader of an unknown cult, even as a famous best-selling author, Han Feng has never been short of money.
The voice in the mist seemed to be moved by Han Feng's generous move, and his voice became much more enthusiastic:
"In that case, let's go inside and discuss it in detail."
Following the sound, the fog in front of him dispersed, and several rows of scattered houses appeared in front of Han Feng. A white-haired old man wearing a black eye patch for his right eye was sitting on the door of the open black brick house in front of him, holding a pipe in his hand.
Swallowing clouds and puffing out mist.
Han Feng's eyes were fixed on the pipe in the old man's hand. Upon closer inspection, he found that it was exactly the same material and size as the pipe in the hand of the old Miao Zhu from the Chenghuang Temple outside the back street.
"I thought that a place like yours where you buy and sell information would be spooky and weird. I didn't expect that after this fog, it would look like a warm and cozy market place. I was surprised."
Han Feng walked towards the white-haired old man with a rustling smile.
"Hey, if you can live openly, who would want to live like a rat in the gutter? The old man has to work here as long as he is old, isn't it just to earn a pension~"
As the old man spoke, he stood up, put away the mazaar, and led Han Feng into the black brick room behind him.
This room doesn't look big from the outside, but it's very wintery inside. It's half empty on three sides, and has drawer walls like those in traditional Chinese medicine pharmacies. There's a long table in the middle, and above the table there's a pipe that goes straight to the roof.
Blue rope.
The old man entered the room and sat behind the long table. He motioned for Han Feng to sit in front of the chair. He then took out a golden abacus from under the table and cracked it before handing it to Han Feng. He showed a smile unique to a profiteer.
: "The Xiao family is a century-old family. The Feng family can be said to have covered the sky with one hand in the Yunchen City in recent years. Mantianxia is one of the best forces in the Fuyuan Green Forest League. Its development in recent years has been quite good, including their future prospects.
The risk fees that development will bring to us, plus labor fees, lost work fees, confidentiality fees, intelligence channel depreciation fees...the total is this amount~"
The old man pushed the abacus in front of Han Feng.
Han Feng did not bargain, took out a stack of banknotes from his arms and pushed it over.
"Any extra money I will call you my friend."
“Boss Han is awesome!”
The old man took the stack of banknotes, glanced at them and stuffed them under the table. He stretched out his hand and pulled the green rope above the table. The three scrolls slid down the rope and landed on the table.
The old man put the scrolls together and handed them over:
"Han Zhijian, this is all the information about the Xiao family, the Feng family and Man Tianxia. We have both money and goods, so you can check it carefully."
Han Feng reached out and took the three scrolls, picked up the information about the Xiao family and flipped through it. He found that it was so detailed that even a certain sentence said by a servant of the Xiao family in a certain year and month was recorded. Regarding the snake path,
Gained a practical understanding of intelligence capabilities.
He stood up, nodded to the white-haired old man, turned and left:
"Very good. I am very satisfied with Snake Road's intelligence capabilities. I look forward to the opportunity for us to cooperate next time~"
"We also need to ask Han Zhijian to take care of the business. We have a reserve of information not only on the aristocratic families, martial arts sects, young girls, traffickers and lackeys, but also on the things we don't have, as long as Han Zhijian wants it and can afford the price, we will
I can get it for you~"
Han Feng heard from behind that the word "young girl" was emphasized, and he couldn't help but have some doubts about the rigor of this organization... Or does this old gentleman have some misunderstanding about me, Han Zhijian?
After leaving the Snake Road and walking out of the back street of the City God's Temple, Han Feng nodded to the old temple and was about to walk out of Yunxiao Alley, but he was blocked on the road by a dozen gangster-looking men.
The man in the ragged coat who wanted to steal just now but was taught a lesson by Han Feng was among them. He pointed at Han Feng and yelled: "Brothers, it was this boy who beat me just now!"
Hearing this, more than a dozen people gathered around, cursing.
Han Feng looked at these worms and scum under the shadow of prosperity and couldn't help but feel a little funny.
"It seems that my attack just now was a bit gentle..."
Mingyu's true energy surged out, and his overbearing inner strength enveloped the dozen or so strong men in front of him. How could these gangsters who were wandering around the city bear this kind of martial arts true energy? At the same time, they fell to the ground like pieces of paper blown down by the wind, their limbs and joints
Too cold to move.
Han Feng walked slowly through the streets, walked out of Yunxiao Alley, and returned to Yunchen Capital City.
Walking out of Yunxiao Alley, the light in the area suddenly became brighter. Although it was still a little dark due to the heavy fog in the sky, at least everything was very clear.
I looked up and saw that the old man who was selling candied haws was still hawking on the street.
Han Feng walked over with a smile, took down two candied haws from the straw shelf, stuffed another piece of silver into the round-faced brother before he could react, and then rustled back towards the Xuanjian Division.
With a bunch of candied haws in his mouth and another bunch in his hand, Han Feng walked on the road.
When I glanced at it, I noticed a six or seven-year-old girl wearing a flowery apron on the side of the road, staring at the candied haws in her hand.
Next to the child, a middle-aged woman with a square scarf on her head was squatting in front of a wooden bucket to wash clothes. Behind it was a small steamed bun shop, in which a middle-aged man was laboriously carrying a steamer.
Han Feng walked over and handed the candied haws in his hand to the girl, smiling gently at her:
"Here, give it to you."
The little girl swallowed, her eyes flickering slightly as if she was worried, but the temptation of food still prompted her to take Han Feng's candied haws, and quickly bit one as if she was afraid that Han Feng would regret it.
"Thank you~"
The little girl's voice is soft and waxy, which makes people feel beautiful.
Han Feng touched her head, turned around and left quickly to avoid being regarded as a human trafficker.
This world is very beautiful, but I am not the same and it is destroyed.
Although... I am not necessarily beautiful.
Stride all the way back to Xuanjian Division.
Liu Minghua was waiting at the door of Xuanjian Division.
"The boss is back? What information did you buy?"
Han Feng didn't expect that Liu Zhijian had actually been waiting here. He took out three scrolls from his sleeves, waved them gently and said:
"It's nothing, just information about the Xiao family and the Feng family."
"It's so expensive, can you afford it?"
Liu Minghua's voice was full of shock.
"Ah? Liu Zhijian knows something about Snake Road's quotation?"
"Um...I tried to buy it once, but our Yunchendu Xuanjian Division really couldn't come up with the money, so I gave up..."
Han Feng didn't expect Liu Minghua's reasons to be so real, and he was a little speechless for a moment...
Liu Minghua continued to ask:
"Then what did Han Zhijian see from it?"
Han Feng quickly handed over the information in his hand. The three scrolls were densely packed with words.
"See for yourself. The so-called righteous family is nothing more than a scumbag. I really can't wait to kill such a scum of the world with a knife."
Liu Minghua took the scroll and looked at it.
Soon, his face was full of anger.
Chapter completed!