The reason why Niu Xixi wants to get her into bed is too tricky, right? She will definitely be entangled again tonight...
And Luo Yong not only knew that the dragon head stick had reappeared in the world, he should also know that the Yixing Gang and the Sanhai Society planned to join forces to destroy Hong Shenghe...
Now that he is coercing Niu Qianqian into marrying him, he has actually betrayed the plans of Yixing Gang and Sanhaihui...
It can be seen that although this Luo Yong is a heinous person, he really likes Niu Qianqian in his heart...
"you..."
Sure enough, Luo Yong was so angry that he could not speak when he saw that Niu Qianqian was not grateful at all and even said in front of him that she wanted to get A Feng into bed.
"A Feng, let's go, I'll take you to find a room in an empty hotel!"
Niu Qianqian took Jiang Zhonglou's hand and smiled and said: "You have also heard that the prince has crazy thoughts about me, and even wants to dominate me. You must help me today. When we become a good thing, I won't
With my perfect body, the prince is no longer interested in me!"
"Uh...okay."
Jiang Zhonglou sighed, and in order to help Niu Qianqian get rid of Luo Yong's entanglement, he had to reluctantly pretend to agree to Niu Qianqian.
On one side, Luo Yong and Yixing were helping others. Seeing Jiang Zhonglou's unwilling look, they were filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred.
Niu Qianqian didn't even look at them, but this silly boy selling fish balls, Afeng, actually reluctantly accepted Niu Qianqian's embrace?
This is simply unreasonable!
"Okay, let's go quickly, a spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold!"
Niu Xixi took Jiang Zhonglou out of the small street, found a small, remote hotel, and opened a large bed room.
"You...didn't you say you were going to Tianguang Market to check out the dragon head stick? Why did you really come to book a room?"
Jiang Zhonglou entered the room and whispered nervously to Niu Qianqian.
"You just promised to help me, why? You just turned around and wanted to cheat?" Niu Xixi pursed her lips and smiled.
"I... I just pretended to say it to help you get rid of the prince. It's not true!" Jiang Zhonglou quickly argued.
"Pfft!"
Seeing Jiang Zhonglou stuttering and looking nervous, Niu Qianqian couldn't help but laugh and said: "Okay, I know you're pretending, but since we said we were going to rent a room, we had to show it to them, and that's just right.
Cover our actions!"
"Oh, what do you mean, do you want us to quietly go to Tianguang Ruins from here?"
"Yes, it's almost time, let's go now!"
Niu Xixi hung the hotel's "Do Not Disturb" sign outside the room door, creating the illusion that she and Jiang Zhonglou were having a ruthless fight in the room...
Then, he and Jiang Zhonglou quietly jumped out of the window of the room...
The hotels and bars on Quay Street are all of low quality, and the hotel Niu Xixi picked is of lower quality than the surrounding hotels. It has only three floors and no surveillance cameras...
Niu Xixi also specially asked for a room on the first floor, so she could easily jump out of the window.
The two jumped out of the hotel window, walked through a small forest, and came to a messy side street.
The whole street is full of stalls selling snacks, fish balls and shrimp slippers, seafood barbecue, spicy crayfish...
Many workers working at the docks were drinking skewers at street stalls...
Although there is no need to carry sacks now, there are still many workers doing heavy manual labor on the dock...
These workers are the lowest level of people in Hong Kong Island. Many of them came here illegally and have no identity. They can only sell their cheap labor force...
The Yixing Gang used violent means to control these dock workers and occupied this area of Dock Street, committing all kinds of evil and evil...
They also used the power of the dock to engage in massive smuggling and even engage in some unspeakable underground businesses, so they dominated Hong Kong Island and stood side by side with Hong Shenghe and the Three Seas Society.
Niu Xixi dragged Jiang Zhonglou through several small streets where dock workers had sex and drank, and finally arrived at a slum...
This slum is located on a small pier by the sea. It consists of low-rise and dilapidated buildings with three or four floors. Many of the buildings still have fishing nets hanging by the windows...
There are many fishing boats parked on the small pier.
Obviously, this is a slum where poor fishermen gather.
It was already midnight, and the low-rise buildings in the slums were all dark, but the only crooked street in the middle of the buildings was lit with dim lights. Many people set up stalls and sold things here...
Looking from a distance, there are many people walking around on the small street, choosing things at the dimly lit stalls...
Like a group of lonely ghosts wandering around in the middle of the night.
"This is the ghost market on Hong Kong Island... Tianguang Market, right?" Jiang Zhonglou looked at the dim market in the slum in front of him.
"Yes, let's go there wearing masks!"
Niu Qianqian took out two masks and handed one to Jiang Zhonglou.
The two of them were already wearing sunglasses that covered most of their faces, but now they put on masks, completely covering their faces...
Jiang Zhonglou followed Niu Qianqian into the Tianguang Market Ghost Market and found that everyone here, whether stall owners or customers, were all wearing masks, and some were wearing sunglasses...
Obviously, no one wants others to know their identity.
And the things sold at the stalls are also all kinds of strange and weird...
There are strange statues of gods carved from dark wood, wine bowls made of human skulls, and many gold, silver, jade, and ceramic antiques...
There were even several guns openly displayed on one stall...
This Tianguang Market is indeed a shameful ghost market.
Niu Qianqian and Jiang Zhonglou walked around Tianguang Market for a while, then squatted in front of a gun stall, picked up a pistol, and tried to pull the bolt a few times...
"Beauty, you are really discerning. My stall is full of world-famous guns. If you buy one and stick it in your waist, even the red stick boss will give you three points of honor!" the gun stall owner said with a wretched smile.
"Your gun is indeed a world-famous gun, but isn't it too old?"
Niu Xixi played with a gun and said: "This gun is an antique from 20 to 30 years ago. It is older than me. Are you sure it can still fire? I'm afraid it can only be hung in the waist to scare people, right?"
"Well...the guns on the stall are sold as antiques. If you want new ones, there are also..."
The stall owner looked around furtively, then took out a pistol from his arms and handed it to Niu Qianqian.
Jiang Zhonglou saw that the gun was indeed brand new and shiny, and it was the latest model.
"This is okay...how much does it cost?" Niu Xixi asked as she pulled the bolt of the gun.
"Twenty thousand!"
"How much?" Niu Xixi laughed, "Do you think I'm just a kid on my first day out? A new gun on the black market costs a few thousand dollars at most. How dare you ask for 20,000? It's better than robbing money.
Cruel!"
"this..."
Seeing that Niu Qianqian was an expert, the stall owner smiled awkwardly and said, "Since you are a friend on the road, you should also know the rules of Tianguang Market. Sellers ask for high prices, and buyers pay back the money on the ground. You can bargain for how much you want to buy."
Well!"
"Five thousand!" Niu Xixi said.
"Five thousand? Beauty, are you bargaining too hard? What I'm selling are guns, not clothes and cosmetics..."
The stall owner said: "Look carefully, my gun is the latest model in the world. I spent a lot of effort to get a few of them from the sea a few days ago. This is a business that requires a lot of effort. At least
Sell it for ten thousand!”
"With a role like yours, how can you get a gun from the sea?" Niu Xixi sneered, "You just bought this gun from the Yixing gang. The purchase price is two thousand at most. I'll give you five thousand already."
I'm very proud of you, but you don't know how to flatter me!"
"This...okay!"
When the stall owner saw that Niu Qianqian knew more about the black market than he did, he didn't dare to say anything. He took five thousand and sold the pistol to Niu Qianqian, along with fifty rounds of ammunition.
Niu Xixi put away her gun and asked casually: "Where is Guishou Jia's stall? I want him to make something..."