Although Ji Ye's power can be used to settle matters, Gu Qingjiu is just an ordinary young lady from aristocratic family. If she can avoid getting into trouble, it is better to cause as little trouble as possible.
After all, she didn't want to cause trouble to Scarface and the others.
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"arrive."
Gu Xizhi's words brought Gu Qingjiu back to reality from his thoughts.
"Put it on."
She took out three masks from her bag, threw two of them into the hands of the two Gu brothers, took the remaining one and got out of the car.
If she hadn't brought two extra masks just in case, I really wouldn't know what to do now.
The black market in Haiji District is hidden underground. Under the leadership of Gu Qingjiu, he finally reached this underground world after going through various winding alleys.
Because the underground area is a place where the sun cannot shine, the black market is filled with dazzling lights all year round, feasting notices, the bustle of people coming and going, and the cyberpunk architectural style, which seems to declare that this is a city that never sleeps.
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The three of them walked among the neon chaos, and Gu Mingxi exclaimed in surprise: "I didn't expect that there is such a place in Haidu..."
Since the five brothers of the Gu family moved back to their ancient residence in Haidu, they most often go to the bustling central business district because they have to work and handle matters. For Gu Mingxi and Gu Xizhi, who have been in the two-point-one-line position for a long time, Haidu
The black market seems to be a new thing, an area they have never been involved in.
However, compared to Gu Mingxi, Gu Xizhi seemed much calmer. He just observed the surroundings quietly without uttering any exclamations.
After all, although this was his first time coming to the black market in Haidu, he had been to similar places when he was in Longjing, so it was not surprising.
A short middle-aged man suddenly rushed in front of them.
If you look closely, you can see that he is dressed strangely, wearing a brown and yellow mandarin gown. He has a simple abacus in his pocket. Because the abacus is too big, part of it is exposed from the pocket, and he carries a fortune-telling flag on his back.
The clothes are weird, and the person looks weird: the round head is obviously bald, but there is still a small pigtail, a round face with freckles, slightly bulging eyes, and a malicious smile on his mouth.
When he smiled, he showed a pair of bright rabbit teeth, and his hands rubbed together, showing a shrewd and calculating look all over his body.
Standing in front of them, this strange man jumped sideways like a rabbit.
"Is this...a dwarf?"
Gu Mingxi was quite surprised. He didn't expect to go to the black market. Not only were the things here new, but the people here were also all kinds of strange.
Seeing Gu Qingjiu and the others, the man looked happy, his eyes narrowed when he smiled, and he looked at them, rubbing his hands like flies in anticipation:
"It must be the first time for the guests."
As soon as these words came out, other people passing by in the black market and those who were relatively close to them seemed to be sizing up the three of them, with a hidden light in their eyes.
Gu Xizhi could clearly feel the feeling of being treated as prey, and frowned unhappily.
Gu Qingjiu bent down to the man's side, ignoring his jumping around, and placed a hand on his bald head, forcibly stopping him from twisting around, and lowered his voice:
"Ji Shitong, don't you know who I am?"
The moment she said her name, the man she called Ji Shitong froze, then twisted his neck and turned his head, looking at her uncertainly.
In the black market, few people know his full name. If he is a new person introduced to the black market, most people will call him Uncle Ji.
How did this woman find out?!
Facing Ji Shitong's suspicious look up and down, Gu Qingjiu calmly turned her head and looked directly into his eyes, with a cold and secretive look in her eyes.
Ji Shitong trembled under her gaze. He had not felt this way for more than ten years... Could it be her?! That crazy woman?!
A terrifying image reflected in his mind, but he gave up the idea instantly.
"How, how is it possible? She hasn't appeared in more than ten years..."
He comforted himself with some uneasiness in his heart, but he could still match the only upper half of the woman's face in front of him with the person in his memory.
At that moment, he was like a frightened rat and wanted to fly up, but Gu Qingjiu held down one shoulder firmly.
The devil in front of him whispered: "Don't worry, I'm not here to cause trouble when I come back this time. I'm just bringing two friends to hang out and be familiar with each other so as not to cause too much trouble."
Seeing that Ji Shitong was actually able to talk honestly to these newcomers, the hawker on the side who had something to do asked asked:
"Uncle Ji, who is this?"
His words seemed to be just a curious inquiry, but they actually meant something.
People who can survive in the black market either have excellent skills, or are smart and quick-thinking people. Naturally, the big targets for such people are newcomers who are new to the black market and want to find some treasure.
The common characteristic of this type of people is that they come prepared and spend generously.
This kind of people come to the black market just to buy things. How can the black market merchants not treat them as a fat sheep to be slaughtered and take advantage of them?
The hawker was asking Uncle Ji, an old man with a lot of knowledge, whether these three customers could make a lot of money.
But what he didn't know was that not only was Gu Qingjiu not a lamb to be slaughtered, but these traders who fell into her eyes were the real lambs to be slaughtered.
Uncle Ji Ji Shitong is equivalent to the watchdog of the black market, and is also the guide of the black market. Whenever new people come here, he introduces them to suitable sellers, and he makes 30% profit from them. His biggest hobby is usually
Wander around the black market looking for potential buyers.
He has a kind appearance, always smiling, and he is also a dwarf who seems to have no power. If a newcomer is not familiar with his appearance, he will naturally relax his vigilance towards him.
Ji Shitong, this person, relies on his harmless appearance to deceive new people into his trap.
"Spit!" Hearing the hawker's searching voice, Ji Shitong turned to glare at him and spat. The original flattering smile on his face was no longer there, showing a rare serious look: "What does a little brat know? This guy is
Sir, don’t—”
Gu Qingjiu blocked his mouth in time to prevent him from spreading his identity and attracting more troublesome people. He just showed a rather amiable smile, hooked Ji Shitong's shoulders, and pretended to be familiar with him in front of the vendors and everyone.
Luo said: "Uncle Ji and I are friends, just friends."
When she said this, and because Ji Shitong did not deny it, others immediately understood:
It turns out they are acquaintances, but I can’t kill him anymore, so it’s boring.
Seeing that other people's eyes were gone, Gu Qingjiu let go of the struggling Uncle Ji Shitong and looked into his eyes. Gu Qingjiu looked even more cunning:
"We haven't seen each other for so long, but Uncle Ji is still as enthusiastic as before. Since you want to treat us to dinner, it's hard for us to refuse."
Her familiar remarks made Ji Shitong, who had always been cunning and cunning, stunned:
"What's the treat? I..."
He wanted to refute, but when he met Gu Qingjiu's eyes with murderous intent, he swallowed back half of his words:
"Ah...yes, yes..."
At the same time, he couldn't help but scream inwardly:
