The night was bitingly cold, and there were not many adults in sight on the deserted streets. The end of the world was a torment for most people. If there was nothing to be happy about, it would be better to go home early and go to bed. Of course! If Zhang Ziyu hadn’t sent a lot of
Without cotton-padded clothes and quilts, they might not even be able to sleep.
"Zizi~"
The street lights in the wealthy areas flickered like will-o'-the-wisps, but there were no street lights outside the wealthy areas. The small hydropower station outside the city only had this ability, but the night was undoubtedly the best cover.
Xia Fuji walked slowly along the roadside. He wore a grass-green general's woolen coat with the collar raised high, a black woolen hat on his head, and a black mask covering his face. He looked like a standard
He dressed up like a big boy in the courtyard and didn't attract anyone's attention at all.
This was the last night he stayed in Hongjiashan. The Heavenly King's Army stayed in the camp like a shameless ugly daughter-in-law. No one expected him to dare to come out alone. It didn't take long for him to arrive at the northernmost point, which was close to the mountains.
There is no city wall to protect it, only barbed wire and patrols on the mountainside.
"Brother! Do you know how to get to Ma Kuishan's house..."
Xia Buer walked outside a grocery store and threw a cigarette. The boss pointed to the back and said, "You are talking about the eighth-level fitter old horse. His home is on the white second floor in the middle. Half an hour ago I’ve seen him before, he should have just returned home from get off work!”
"Thank you!"
Xia Buer looked at his watch and it was already almost eight o'clock. He tightened his woolen coat and walked to the back of the store. However, he was not looking for an eighth-level fitter. He was just in case someone followed him and asked for information. An eighth-level fitter
It can help him confuse things.
The area in the north of the city is mostly composed of self-built houses and factory dormitories, and the conditions are slightly better than those in the slums. The residents are either gathering at someone's house to play cards and gossip, or they are happily drinking small drinks, and some people gather together to watch videos, which makes
Xia Fuji had the illusion of returning to his hometown.
'Damn it! It's like a maze...'
Xia Buyer suddenly found that he was dizzy. The sky covered with dark clouds made it difficult for him to distinguish the direction. There were countless shacks and tin houses built haphazardly. He had no choice but to walk towards a place with lights. Suddenly he encountered
Several naughty kids ran over like crazy and bumped into him.
"Bang~"
Xia Buyer suddenly turned sideways and tripped with his feet. The four naughty children immediately screamed and fell into a ball. After looking back at him angrily, they immediately ran away quickly with a small flashlight, even the mud on their legs was covered.
Don't take a photo.
"This is close to a den of thieves..."
Xia Buyer gave a wry smile and continued walking forward. These little kids were all very skilled pickpockets. If he hadn't reacted quickly, he might have emptied his pockets. But as soon as he turned a corner, he suddenly met a few more people standing there.
The street girls leaned on both sides of the alley and kept gesticulating at him.
"Handsome guy! Let's have fun, it's good quality and cheap..."
A plump young woman suddenly came over. Xia Bu walked around sideways without squinting. These women can't talk to each other at all. Once you talk, they won't let you go. But he didn't go far when he realized his mistake.
Well, the scale of this den of thieves was larger than he imagined.
Ahead was a long and narrow alley. A dim tungsten lamp was lit at each end of the alley, but the middle of the alley was completely dark. Not even a ghost fire could be seen in the three-story dormitory buildings on both sides. It was obvious that there was something shady.
It's weird, the small lights at both ends are just for seeing people coming outside.
"Stop! What do you do..."
Four strong men came out with unkind expressions and stood in the darkness of the alley with their hands behind their backs. The road they came from was also blocked. Street girls and naughty boys were also with them.
, standing on guard at the corner looking around.
"Looking for a big face! Selling a few bundles of sugarcane
sugarcane……"
Xia Fuji slowly opened his windbreaker. On his left waist was a small sword, and on the right was a badly worn Black Star pistol. He took out the sword and threw it to the leader along with the scabbard. The other party looked at the scabbard.
Then he looked at him again.
"You've come to the wrong place. We don't sell sugar cane, we only sell steamed buns..."
The other party coldly threw the small sword to him. Xia Buer put away the sword and said: "You misunderstood. I am selling sugar cane, not buying sugar cane. Brothers, it is not easy to walk through the water. It is not Liangzi who knows the way. I am here."
A good big black sugar cane won’t knock on the door, why don’t you give me a nice word?”
It’s not that the people on the street couldn’t understand this slang, but the leader Curly Hair obviously understood it. He walked under the light and looked sideways. Several street girls nodded to him gently, and Curly Hair asked
He asked: "Where does the sugar cane come from? Is it sweet?"
"The sugar cane on the farm, do you think it's sweet or not..."
Xia Buyer raised his head and chuckled, Curly frowned hesitantly, but finally waved him and led him into the alley. Several heads suddenly appeared in the dormitories on both sides. After looking down,
He quickly retracted it, and at the same time he retracted several shotguns.
Curly Mao walked to the middle of the dormitory building and pushed the door in. There was indeed something fishy hidden in this building. Curly Mao walked into the kitchen and moved a movable cabinet. Behind it was the stairway leading to the basement. Xia Buer followed Curly Mao directly.
Go down.
"Hand over the gun..."
Curly Hair suddenly stopped at the entrance of the basement. Two tattooed men were guarding a small iron door. Xia Buer walked over and handed over his pistol, and then took out a folding pistol from his armpit.
Rifle gun, unloaded the magazine and said: "This is goods, you have to bring it in!"
"Click~"
A man grabbed the rifle with his hands, unloaded the bullets from the barrel and threw it to Curly Hair. After touching Xia Buer from head to toe, he opened the small iron door expressionlessly. Curly Hair
He walked straight in with an empty gun in hand.
'dugout!'
Xia Buyer was slightly startled after following in. The basement was actually connected to the air-raid shelter in the mountains. Judging by the color of the walls, he knew they were from the war period. And before he went too far, he smelled a strong smell of tobacco and alcohol, and there were people there.
Shouting something loudly.
'It turns out to be an underground casino...'
Xia Fujian didn't expect that he was so lucky. After walking blindly, he ended up walking in the right direction. In front of him was a low but spacious space with more than a dozen gambling tables scattered among them. Hundreds of gamblers crowded in and shouted, and there were also girls accompanying them.
They were laughing wildly.
The scale of this underground casino is not small. There is a VIP casino in the tunnel opposite. The dealers are also very professional in their clothes and skills. There are even a few foreign girls and bunny girls walking through it. For those who don’t know, they think they are in Las Vegas.
This is enough to make the local leopards in Hongjiashan show their cowardice.
"I'll give you some chips later. If you have nothing to do, come over and play..."
Curly Hair suddenly turned around and smiled happily. Xia Buer shook his head and said nothing. He knew that this kid was testing him. The arms business was a beheading business. Neither the buyer nor the buyer wanted to know each other. If he agreed to come here,
When it comes to gambling, you are a rookie or undercover who doesn't understand the rules.
"Boss is here, there is someone who wants to sell sugar cane..."
Curly walked straight to the VIP passage, chatted with the guard for a few words and then let him go. He once again led Xia Buer through a long tunnel, opened a very tacky golden door, and smelled a good smell of powder.
The smell hits your nose immediately.
Although the room is not as spacious as the hall, the decoration is quite luxurious. Dozens of tall and long-legged beauties are all wearing evening gowns, holding champagne glasses and talking and laughing, but the male protagonist only
There were two of them, sitting behind the large gaming table, playing cards and betting.
"Fuck! You're a fucking waiter again. You have a grudge against me, right..."
A man in a white suit suddenly cursed angrily. The girls around him hurriedly shut up. They looked nervous and seemed to be afraid of him. But Xia Fuji also frowned. He never expected that this guy was actually him.
My uncle Bai Mufeng.
"Master Feng! You lost everything again, let's call it a night..."
The middle-aged man sitting directly opposite had a mustache, and he playfully threw down a trump card. Curly Hair took the opportunity to run up and whisper to him, and the mustache calmly waved his hand.
Bai Mufeng had his back to Xia Buer and didn't even notice him coming in. He picked up a glass of foreign wine and drank it all, shouting: "What are you doing? I'm afraid I can't pay the bill, so bring me another box of chips!"
"Misunderstanding! I have a guest here. I have something important to talk to him about..."
Mustache stood up and looked at Xia Buer with a smile. He was obviously looking for an excuse to end the bet. Everyone knew that Bai Mufeng had a bad character. Even Ouyang Bai said that he would not wipe his ass for him. If he really refuses to pay, who will
Nothing can be done against him.
Bai Mufeng also turned his head drunkenly, but Xia Buer was wearing a hat and a mask, so he didn't recognize him, and asked doubtfully: "Who is this? What is more important than playing with me?"
"This is my little brother, give it to me..."
Mustache walked over and threw a cigarette to Xia Buer, but before he finished speaking, Bai Mufeng stood up, frowned and pointed at Xia Buer and said: "Are you sneaking here to sell stolen goods? Quickly take off your mask and give it to me."
Look, I must have seen you somewhere!"
"Master Feng! You drank too much..."
Mustache smiled and hugged Bai Mufeng, beckoned and shouted: "Xiaoyan! Go get a box of chips for Mr. Feng. You must let him have fun tonight, otherwise I won't be able to spare you!"
Xia Buer took the opportunity and walked out quickly. If Bai Mufeng found out that he was here, he would never find the missing Hua Wuyan. I'm afraid they would also follow the clues and seize Hua Wuyan and hand it over to the Daxian Temple.
Fortunately, Bai Mufeng's tongue was so big after drinking that he was quickly calmed down by several girls. However, after Mustache came out, he said with a half-smile: "Brother! I'm afraid the surname of this batch of sugar cane is Ouyang. I can't speak well."
It’s too delicious to tolerate such hard food, you’d better take it back!”
Xia Buyer knew that he was bargaining, so he whispered: "It's not their product, but I have thirty black sugar canes, two boxes of bitter melons, and two hundred corns. As long as you give me a woman, I'll sell them all to you at half price."
!”
"who?"
Mustache's eyebrows suddenly raised, he quickly closed the door behind him, and led Xia Buer directly into the office diagonally opposite.
"Liu Zixin!"
Xia Buyer looked at him with bright eyes, and his mustache showed a very surprised expression. After thinking for a while, he went out and called a young woman, and asked suspiciously: "Do we have a woman named Liu Zixin here?"
"Liu Zixin? Let me think about it..."
The young woman also blinked in confusion, then suddenly patted her head and said, "Oh! I remembered, the one who stole the guests' things was named Liu Zixin. She was kept in the kitchen washing dishes, and several cooks lined up to fuck her every day.
, my belly is already very big, and I seem to be a little stupid!"
"Thirty percent off! Take the person away..."
Mustache looked at Xia Buer slyly, and Xia Buer suppressed his anger and agreed. According to the information he had, this Liu Zixin was probably Hua Wuyan. If she hadn't been imprisoned here, she wouldn't have