"Boss, behind this black market is the 'Mobile Memorial'. Their mark is the dial pointing to six o'clock. As long as you see such a sign on the sign of the tavern, it proves that there is a black market here, and you just need to tell the waiter that it is

With the corresponding code, the other party will take you into the black market at this level. Of course, there must be other organizations that operate their own black markets, but you need to find them yourself or find other tour guides to ask.”

Holme said, pointing to the lower left corner of the sign. The symbol that was not too eye-catching at first glance looked like a very ordinary dial, but if you look closely, you will find that it points to six and twelve respectively.

The pointer is one short and one long and two swords.

"The Mood of the Demon is the name of the organization or the strange story behind the scenes? I remember that the Eastern Kingdom called the time of day and night the alternation of the day and night. There are also many people who are easy to see ghosts at this time and are easily influenced by gods.

A rough urban man like Yin said." Feng Xue thought in her heart, but she took a step into the tavern.

Although it has a colored name, after walking into the bar, Feng Xue did not see the young lady in her imagination dressed in revealing clothes. Well... in his eyes, everyone is a young lady.

However, although their dressing styles are different, most of them have nothing to do with exposure, and they are more chatting with each other in normal times rather than having some physical contact.

Hom walked beside Feng Xue and led him straight to the bar. When the bartender saw Hom, a trace of understanding flashed in his eyes, but he still calmly wiped the wine glass and asked:

“What do the guest want to order?”

"Give me a bottle of Erguotou. In addition, I have something to do with Amber. Is he there?" Hom took out a 2,000-degree note and placed it on the table, and casually said a normal secret code.

But Feng Xue had the urge to take out a pack of salt. It was normal to ask for beer, rum, brandy, whiskey and so on, but Erguotou... the style is wrong, okay?

But the code was like this. The bartender took the banknotes' subordinates and took a bottle of Erguotou from the counter behind him. Fortunately, it was not Feng Xue's familiar Bian Bottle Hongxing or Niulanshan, which made him feel a little better.

Handing Erguotou to Home, the bartender pointed to the door in the corner, as if it was a normal guide:

“Amber is in Box 5.”

...

Taking Feng Xue to the No. 5 box, Hom whispered:

"The code is to call a bottle of Erguotou for two thousand towers, and then ask where amber is. However, the door to the black market here is active and is changing almost at any time. Only the bartender knows the pattern of change. The wine of these two thousand towers is actually quite good.

For tickets, so don’t just come in directly next time just because you know the location this time. This will not only make you unable to find the right path, but even if you happen to encounter it, you will easily be hated by the bartender and it will easily cause trouble.”

"This is the ticket money." Feng Xue took out two thousand banknotes and handed them to Hom. Hom did not refuse, but from her slightly raised eyebrows, Feng Xue knew that she should be in a good mood at this time-

The premise is that the filter can achieve perfect transformation of micro-expressions.

...

Pushing open the door of the No. 5 box, what appeared was not the huge space Feng Xue imagined, but a normal box that looked very ordinary. If you want to say something different, it was an open space in the middle of the box. At this time

There is a big hole that can make two people go side by side. From the side, you can vaguely see layers of stairs winding down, giving people the feeling of an ancient castle secret passage.

This feeling made Feng Xue look very alert. Although Hom's performance so far has been normal, the tunnel looks so unreliable that Feng Xue only saw it

In the moment, it had come up with dozens of ways to be ambushed.

However, Hom seemed to have not noticed Feng Xue's abnormality, and took out the mask and hood from a small cabinet in the private room and said:

"Generally, there are such items that cover up your identity in the private rooms, but it is actually useless. After all, most people in the black market have identification tags. Even if you can't remember your appearance, you can still remember the tags on your body. Of course, if you

I think it is necessary to use it, but I must remind you that this behavior of covering up the ears and stealing the bell is a manifestation of being unconfident in yourself, and it is easier to attract trouble. However, some people are very confident in themselves and want to be black and eat black.

The guys will deliberately dress like rookies."

Feng Xue thought about it and felt that there was some reason, so she did not pick up the equipment, but gently pulled the cloak hidden in the shadows, ready to escape at any time, and then followed Hom into the tunnel.

.

However, unlike what he imagined, this "authentic" is a bit dark in the first part, the more it goes down, the more spacious and bright it looks.

After walking about a hundred meters away, about sixty meters in the vertical distance, Feng Xue truly saw the appearance of the black market.

This is a street view on a platform that is not known whether it is built underground or just creating a dark atmosphere. There are extremely solid black stone walls on both sides of the street, with windows with signs opening on it, revealing vendors and booths.

A road with a width of twenty meters opens in the center of the stone walls on both sides and continues to extend forward.

There were far more and more customers coming and going on the street than Feng Xue had imagined, which made him dispel the idea of ​​"the black market is underground in the bar" and began to wonder if the stairs were just a cover. In fact, he had been unknowingly

It is transmitted to the black market entity that is unknown on which platform it is located. Only in this way can it be explained that the black market has such passenger flow.

In addition to the windows and windows on both sides of the street, there are also many street stalls on both sides of the road. The seller spreads a piece of fabric and then puts the goods on it for passers-by to ask for the price and check it out, and he looks like he is not worried about being stolen.

Things just ran away.

Hom obviously guessed Feng Xue’s idea, and immediately pointed to the roadside with a man in black every ten meters. They were wearing the same uniforms, and the heraldry on their chests pointed to the dial at six o’clock, a

They stood still like puppets. If Holme had not pointed out, Feng Xue would even regard them as dummies.

"The black market here is protected by people from "The Demonic Mo"; although their combat effectiveness is not strong, there is a strange story behind it. Legend has it that the strange story entries that their boss has can accurately lock the enemy's position as long as it violates the situation.

After the rules he set, he will be caught up no matter how far he runs."

Listening to Holme's half-explanation and half-reminder words, Feng Xue nodded and asked casually:

“What qualifications are required to open a store or set up a stall here?”

"Only by joining the Mo Shi, you are eligible to open a store in the black market. As for setting up a stall, you can set up a day by paying a rent of 20,000 towers. However, street stalls cannot be purchased and can only be sold. Pay special attention to this."
Chapter completed!