"I'm so sorry, miss, I didn't mean it." The driver in front made an apologetic voice.
"No, it doesn't matter, it's nothing." Su Wanqing's voice was a little ethereal.
"Where do you want to go, Miss? I will take you there."
"Is there any shop selling knives around here?"
"Selling knives?" The voice of the driver in front of me was obviously stagnant, "I wonder what kind of props the lady wants?"
Su Wanqing smiled slightly, her voice a little unreal: "The kind that can kill people."
"Haha, I know, the lady must be joking." The driver's laughter was unnatural.
"Don't worry about it, just take me there."
"Hey, okay. Tokyo is not peaceful either. Miss, you are so beautiful, so you should have a knife to defend yourself." With that said, the driver turned around and drove towards another less busy street.
"In the whole of Tokyo, there is Miki Street where you can blatantly sell knives and guns. But ladies, be careful. They are all members of the underworld, and they can be very vicious."
"Underworld? Is it 'Jue'?"
"It's not Zetsu, it's Akatsuki. The entire trade of knives and guns in Tokyo is controlled by the Akatsuki organization. Okay, we're here."
The uncle driver stopped the car, leaned against the entrance of Sanmu Street, and said, "Young lady, just walk inside. Uncle, I have an old and a young girl with me, so I won't accompany you."
When Su Wanqing heard this, he just thought it was funny. It's just a street, why bother talking about it like a dragon's pond and a tiger's den.
Su Wanqing got out of the car and walked towards Sanmu Street.
This street is very close to the slum where Tuo lives. There are quite a lot of people on the street, and there are various bars and shops selling knives.
Su Wanqing walked into a prop shop without squinting and said in a deep voice: "Boss, give me a stack of blades and the sharpest dagger. The price is not an issue."
The shopkeeper was an old man, who had taken a nap with his eyes closed. After being awakened by the arrival of the guests, he glanced at Su Wanqing lightly and said, "Are you from Xiao? We don't sell things to outsiders."
Su Wanqing was stunned for a moment, she was indeed not from Xiao.
"Please, boss, I really need it."
"Go, go, are you bothered? Recently, a lot of Jue people have come to make trouble. We don't sell knives to Jue people!" The old man looked impatient and started to drive people away.
Su Wanqing was stunned and quickly caught something from the old man's words. "Xiao" should be an organization that is opposed to "Jue" and also has a place in Tokyo.
"Boss, sell it to me. Although I am not a member of Akatsuki, I need a knife to kill Hoshino Huang. He kidnapped my brother."
As soon as he said this, the old man's eyes lit up. Without saying a word, he took out a dozen daggers from the cabinet and said, "Young lady, you can choose whatever you want. These are the treasures of our store."
A smile appeared on Su Wanqing's face. Her eyes fell on the ten or twenty exquisite daggers. She picked up one at random and took it out to see. It was indeed a good thing.
"Miss, you are so brave. You went to kill that piece of shit Hoshino Huang alone to save people. Do you want me to call a few brothers to help you?"
The old man turned out to be a zealous and loyal man, and quickly took out two guns and a bunch of strange hidden weapons from the west wall cabinet, and said, "Just think of these as gifts for the lady."