What Ye Zihao was interested in was not Bai Ruyu's body, but the whereabouts of the White Fox Sect.
So, he pretended to be natural and then asked, "Beauty! I heard that you have a very powerful organization in Bailong Town, right?}
"You mean the White Fox Gate?"
Bai Ruyu responded and said.
"Forehead?"
"Why do you say it's the White Fox Gate?"
Ye Zihao was slightly surprised and asked.
"Handsome guy!! Anyone who is from Bailong Town knows about the White Fox Clan, okay?" Bai Ruyu gave him a slightly contemptuous look and said.
"Oh? From what you said, this White Fox Sect is really powerful?" Ye Zihao asked, pretending to be interested.
"Of course it's amazing! The White Fox Sect was founded by a woman named Baihu, who was also a native of Bailong Town. Over there, she was a legendary woman. Many big shots in Bailong Town back then
, they are all her subordinates."
When mentioning the white fox, Bai Ruyu's eyes exuded admiration.
"Oh? Baihu is just a woman, is she really that powerful?" Ye Zihao asked, pretending to be surprised.
"handsome guy!"
"Don't look down on women! Bai Hu's methods are very cruel, even more cruel than men! Those who offend her never end well."
Bai Ruyu said seriously.
"Then the White Fox is so popular, doesn't she have any enemies?" Ye Zihao asked curiously.
"Yes! There used to be a man named 'Smoker' who fought fiercely with her for territory, but in the end he was picked off by the white fox and broke his hamstring. Now he has long been relegated to the second line and has never been involved in political affairs since then."
Bai Ruyu opened her mouth to explain.
"Smoker? Do you know where he is?" Ye Zihao asked.
"Uh? Handsome guy! I feel like you are very concerned about the White Fox Sect."
Bai Ruyu was a little suspicious and asked.
Ye Zihao had already thought about his answer, so he said with a natural expression: "Beauty! To be honest, besides doing business, I also have another interest, and that is writing novels! I prefer to collect some talented people.
The rumors finally appeared in the novel."
"Oh? I didn't expect you to come here as an author? Rich and educated! I like this kind of person the best!"
Suddenly, Bai Ruyu was slightly surprised, but she didn't suspect anything.
"It's okay! It's just out of interest!" Ye Zihao responded in a nonchalant manner and said.
"In that case, let me tell you! I heard that the smoker is sitting in the eastern suburbs of Bailong Town, but no one knows whether he is there."
Bai Ruyu responded.
"Oh? What are the characteristics of this smoker?" Ye Zihao asked slightly surprised.
"What characteristics can he have? He is very thin, his skin is very dark, his teeth are very yellow, and he likes to smoke!" Bai Ruyu explained and said.
"Oh! That's it!"
Ye Zihao nodded and did not continue to ask.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Zihao pretended to go to the bathroom, but took the opportunity to leave.
Originally, he wanted Bai Ruyu to guide him, but now he knows that there is someone more qualified than Bai Ruyu to play the role of guide, and this person is none other than... the smoker!
…
The next day!
A new day has begun again.
Since he was going to Bailong Town, Ye Zihao got up early in the morning, packed his luggage, and took a car to Bailong Town.
A few hours later!
He arrived at Bailong Town, and the first place he came to was the eastern suburbs of Bailong Town.
Eastern suburbs! Located on the east side of Bailong Town, it is where the local poor gather. The people who live here are basically migrant workers.
After Ye Zihao got out of the car, he pretended to be passing by and wandered around.
Maybe the weather was a little hot. Ye Zihao went to a small supermarket and bought a bottle of water. Just when he was about to pay, he saw a thin, dark-skinned man limping to the door of the small supermarket. Looking at his
The way he walked seemed like his legs had been injured in the past.
"Boss! Get me a pack of cigarettes!"
The man spoke, showing his dirty and yellow teeth.
Soon, the supermarket owner gave him a pack of the cheapest cigarettes without asking, as if he knew what the man liked to smoke.
Seeing the man take the cigarette, he immediately grinned at the supermarket owner and said, "Boss! Old rules! I owe you the money for the cigarette first."
"It's your uncle! You haven't paid back the cigarette money last month, and you have to borrow it again this month?" the supermarket owner protested and said.
The man grinned and said, "Money is tight lately! Haha!"
"Go, go! It won't happen again!"
The supermarket owner seemed a little impatient, and the man took a cigarette and limped away from the scene.
Could it be...that he is a smoker?
Suddenly, Ye Zihao was slightly surprised. He was originally worried about where to find a smoker, but what he didn't expect was that he actually met a smoker.
So, he asked the supermarket owner, "Boss! Do you know this person?"
"I know him! Who among the people in Bailong Town doesn't know him? He was so powerful before!" the supermarket owner said.
Ye Zihao pretended to be surprised and asked: "Oh? Who is he? Is he very majestic?"
"He used to be the first brother in Bailong Town, commonly known as the smoker! But back then he was defeated by a woman and had his hamstring broken. He has been in despair ever since! Now he relies on picking up scraps to make a living."
The supermarket owner sighed slightly and said.
"Quite pitiful!"
Ye Zihao narrowed his eyes slightly. After hearing what the supermarket owner said, he was already sure that the man was a smoker.
Immediately afterwards, he paid the bill and followed him quietly.
After following him for about ten minutes, Zihao saw the smoker walking into an alley. However, not long after he walked in, a group of gangsters blocked the smoker.
"Damn! You damn smoker, you've crossed the fucking line, do you understand?" A yellow-haired gangster scolded angrily with an angry look on his face.
"Brother Chicken! I...I understand what you mean?"
The smoker showed a flattering expression on his face. It was obvious that the downturn in his life had caused him to lose his former domineering look.
"paralysis!"
"Stop fucking pretending to me!! Have you recently gone to pick up scraps on the land under my jurisdiction? Did you get my fucking permission?"
This yellow-haired gangster looked angry and cursed angrily.
"Brother Chicken! I saw no one was picking it up over there, so I went..."
As a result, before the smoker finished speaking, the yellow-haired gangster reprimanded loudly: "Fuck you, uncle! Who said there is no one picking up scraps there? Anyone who picks up scraps there has to pay tax to me, you bastard
Mom doesn’t understand the rules and dares not to pay taxes? Come here!! Teach me a lesson for this bastard!”