The south end of that small street is Hengjie, north of the railway station, and it is also the busiest street in Tangcheng, with traffic flowing every day.

To the east of the intersection, there is also a narrow street called "Happy Street", which is also very famous in Tangcheng.

It is not because of how beautiful this street is. This street is like that small street, and it is also a narrow old street.

On both sides of the street, there are mostly low bungalows. In the bungalows are mostly shops such as foot massage and hair washing, and occasionally some restaurants selling snacks, shops selling couples’ supplies and sex toys.

The only four-story building on the street is a business hotel.

Happy Street is famous because the hair washing rooms and foot massage shops are the most densely packed in Tangcheng. It is also because a TV station secretly visited the business hotel, and there were many women doing flesh and blood business inside, which caused an uproar for a while.

On the street before, many girls who rented old buildings also worked in this hotel.

Service has always been a requirement. Although it has been managed several times, the situation has not improved much.

After 11 o'clock in the evening, the simple shops on the street gradually closed, and the lights inside went out one by one, leaving only street lights that were more than ten meters apart on the street, emitting some dim light. The dilapidated communities around the street were completely shrouded in the darkness.

There is no lighting in the community composed of these old buildings. Between the buildings, except for the few residents who have not yet slept on the floor, and the faint light emitted from the windows, it is dark.

Fang Kuanming came from the other end of Happy Street and walked towards the small street.

Happy Street is now quiet. Restaurants and most shops are closed, with only the hair washing rooms and foot massage shops, and faint lights are revealed.

When passing by the window of a hair washing room, he occasionally glanced inside and saw a woman wearing very transparent clothes sitting on a small bed not far from the window.

The lights in the room were dark red and were installed on the wall behind the woman. Only when the lights passed through the woman could it shine on the window, which made the already transparent clothes on the woman's body look like nothing.

The window was pulled with a layer of gauze curtain, and when you looked in through the gauze curtain, there was a hazy feeling inside. The clothes the woman was wearing seemed to be similar to the gauze curtain, not to cover her body, but to produce a hazy effect.

Through the red light, Fang Kuanming could easily tell that the woman's body with a faint flesh-colored outline was wearing nothing except the gauze-like clothes.

Although I didn't wear anything, I couldn't see the details clearly because the light in the house was dim.

This looming and hazy feeling is said to be more attractive to men, inspiring certain factors in men's body, making them stop and unconsciously walk in.

Fang Kuanming did not walk in because he knew that the women who were fucking here were probably older than his wife, and they were definitely not as beautiful as his wife.

Good goods are not cheap, and there will be no good goods if they are cheap.

When I passed by the four-story hotel, the lobby of the hotel was brightly lit. There was only the entrance of this hotel on the street, and the light was the brightest.

When he walked to the wide glass door of the hotel close to the roadside, a young girl suddenly appeared inside, wearing a long red windbreaker and shouted to him: "Brother, are you staying in the hotel? Our service here is very good and very cheap."

One of the two was under the steps of the hotel and the other was above, only one and a half meters apart.

When the girl was talking, she quickly pulled the windbreaker to both sides with her hands. He saw that the girl was wearing only lace underwear, and she had a good figure, delicate curves, and very attractive.

But before he could take a closer look, the girl wrapped her windbreaker again, and her movements were skillful and sophisticated.

Fang Kuanming smiled at her, shook his head, and walked over without hesitation.

He understood the truth in it very well.

This girl is just used to seduce. Once you are lured by her, it is definitely not this girl who receives you, but some old women. Some of the powder on their faces are covered with thick skin, but they still cannot cover the wrinkles at the corners of their eyes.

If you ask for this girl, then the price of this girl is definitely something you can't accept.

The hotels in this alley have extremely poor conditions and are even more hygienic. They will never be able to afford a beautiful girl.

The same thing is true: good goods are not cheap, and cheap goods are not good.

Finally, he walked out of the alley and came to the intersection of Happy Street and the small street. When Fang Kuanming looked up, he saw a slim woman standing there under the street lamp pole not far from the street, wearing a thin beige skirt.

The woman also carried a green Kun bag in her hand, as if she was waiting for someone there.

But at this time, the streets were completely quiet and few pedestrians walked by. It was very unsafe for a woman to wait for someone here alone.

Fang Kuanming knew that the woman was not waiting for a specific person, but was waiting for the passing men to come and chat with her.

The weather is already a little cold. The woman's skirt is so thin, and the hem of the skirt is only at the knees, and the front chest is very low, revealing most of her career lines.

She must have felt cold, because she was wearing flesh-colored stockings, her slender and beautiful legs were standing constantly, and her legs crossed from time to time, rubbing each other, as if she wanted to keep warm for herself.

That friction action cannot bring warmth, at most it has some psychological effects.

Sometimes, Fang Kuanming thought that it was really not easy for these women. For the sake of the day's expenses, rent and electricity bills, no matter how cold the weather was, he had to stand in this cold and endure the torture.

Perhaps he was a little impatient when he waited. Seeing Fang Kuanming coming towards her, the woman spoke: "Brother, let's have fun?"

Fang Kuanming stood opposite her and looked her up and down.

When you look from a distance, the woman has a long figure, long hair, and very elegant temperament. When you get close, even under the street lights that are not very good, you can see that the woman is at least thirty years old, with her eyes slightly concave, her cheeks very thin, and her cheek bones are slightly convex.

At most, it is considered a medium-sized appearance, which depends on her good looks. From the perspective of her mental temperament, he would still judge that a woman should be involved in that thing, no wonder she is so slim.

But he still asked intentionally or unintentionally: "How to calculate?"

The girl seemed to feel that with customers, there was a hint of brightness in her dull eyes.

"Two hundred at a time, five hundred overnight." The woman said quickly.

Fang Kuanming grinned and smiled silently and said, "This price is enough to find a little girl."

"One hundred, three hundred is OK?" the woman changed her mouth.

Fang Kuanming wanted to say: "You are worth fifty at most, and it would be good to give you 200 per night."

But the woman looked very pitiful. For some reason, he felt sympathy and stopped talking. He left the woman and walked into the street with his legs raised.

If you don't say anything, it will probably hurt her less than saying it.

What he is going to wait for is not this woman.

After entering the road in front of a row of buildings, he found a dark corner, hugged there, and stopped moving.

The woman at the intersection finally waited for a middle-aged man carrying a big backpack from the direction of the train station.

The two of them muttered under the street light for a while, and the woman walked in front, and the man followed not far behind, heading to a community that was also trapped in the darkness.

The railway station is four or five hundred meters away. At such a long distance, at midnight, the man was reluctant to take a taxi, and his financial ability was obviously very average.

Tonight, I guess the woman won't be able to earn what she wants, the goal of how much money she wants.

The streets became deserted again, with only the street lights shining on the asphalt pavement, making the originally blue pavement look pale yellow.

After a long time, the target that Fang Kuanming was waiting for appeared. This was a woman with a rosy and very beautiful face, and she was not old, no more than twenty-five years old.

The woman also wore relatively exposed clothes and got out of the taxi. She got off with her, and there was a man who was dressed quite well.

The two walked side by side and entered a dark corridor.

Fang Kuanming has been observing this woman for several days. She is not alone, nor is she just doing this job.

Such a beautiful woman, if she really wants to do this job, she is fully qualified to go to a big hotel, find rich customers, and earn more money.

The reason I chose this place is because it is mixed here, and no matter what happens, it is difficult to investigate clearly.

The woman was not waiting for people nearby, but went to some prosperous places to find her goals. With her appearance, she let her follow her here obediently.

Her goal is of course to take advantage of the money from outsiders.

When the woman and the man from another place entered the corridor, Fang Kuanming faintly heard her relaxing her guard for the man.

"I am also from another place, brother. If there is another way, who would like to live here and do this? Brother, do you have any tricks? If you can help me, I will be grateful to you!"

Shortly after they entered a unit and went upstairs, four men in police uniforms came out of the darkness and went straight into the corridor.

At this time, in a room on the third floor, the man was trying to force the woman into his arms and kiss him through violence.

The woman pushed him hard and said, "Brother, don't worry, let's talk, I'll be yours sooner or later. For you and for me, we have to be hygienic, right? You can go take a shower and brush your teeth first, and then clean yourself."

"Let's wash together?" the man stopped violence and asked with a lewd smile.

"Brother, I haven't worked for a long time. I'm not used to taking a shower with strangers. Do you take a shower first?"

"Hehe, do you want to put my pigeons and steal my stuff while I'm taking a shower?"

"Brother, why are you like this? You are not at ease. You can just put all your belongings in the bathroom and plug them into the door? You are so underestimating!"

As expected, the man took all his belongings into the bathroom.

When the bathroom door was closed to death, contempt and disdain appeared on the woman's face.

When the man wrapped his bath towel around his waist and wiped the water droplets from his head with a towel, he came out of the bathroom, and his expression immediately froze. He then showed a look of fear and stood at the door of the bathroom, unable to move.

Because he saw that in the narrow living room, the girl was handcuffed to the armrest of a single sofa with a pair of bright handcuffs. On the other sofa in the living room, two solemn policemen were sitting upright.
Chapter completed!