Merchant of the Underworld

"It's me." Lan Hua replied unusually calmly.

"Xiao Lanzi? Why are you here?" The man opposite dimmed the lights.

Only then did I realize that the person standing behind the light was an extremely burly man, wearing a wide-brimmed peaked cap that covered most of his face. He had a neatly trimmed haircut on his chin and cheeks, which looked very stylish, similar to that of Baker. Ham's beard. Holding a large searchlight in his hand, he stood above the stairs like a black tower.

"Do you think I can come here whenever I want? Hiding next to Zhang Jiulin as an undercover agent is no joke. Once he finds out, you will be dead! Hurry up and pick me up, I'm exhausted!" After that, he He took off the black bag on his back and beat his waist a little tiredly.

The big man grabbed it with one hand, turned it behind him effortlessly and said, "Come on, I'll be waiting for you."

The two of them continued to climb up, and when they reached the first floor, I continued to follow them.

After reaching the fifth or sixth floor, the two of them stopped climbing and walked along the corridor.

Judging from the dilapidated layout, this floor should be the presidential suite of the unfinished hotel.

I followed them through several large and small rooms one after another and came to the master bedroom.

Only then did I realize that there were already several people standing or standing in this empty room waiting here.

There was a thin man sitting on the window sill with disheveled hair, leaning against the wall with his face up, holding half a cigarette butt in his hand. It seemed that he had thrown the cigarette butt just now.

This is already the twenty-first floor. Once you fall from here, no one will survive.

But he was just sitting on the unprotected window sill, with one leg and most of his body tilted out. In addition, his body was extremely thin, and he was afraid that a gust of wind could blow him down.

When he saw Lan Hua and the others coming in, he turned around and said, "Damn, you never fucking know how to write the word punctual, do you? Do you need me to teach you?"

Lan Hua seemed not to have heard. He grabbed half a bottle of Coke from the hand of the short, fat bearded man sitting on the ground, raised his neck and took a big sip. Then he smiled and said, "Try it if you have the guts!"

"Looking for death!" The thin man threw away the cigarette butt, slapped the window sill with one hand, and flew over like a big bird.

There was a snake-shaped sharp knife shining brightly in his hand.

Lan Hua didn't seem to see it and started drinking again.

boom!

When the tip of the knife was only three inches away from Lan Hua's throat, it suddenly stopped.

The little skinny man's hand was entangled with a thin and long black thread.

The black thread is not a rope, but hair.

Standing against the wall was a young girl with her hands on her shoulders. She was wearing a light blue dress, white high heels, a sunhat with a wreath of flowers on her head, and a pair of wide-brimmed sunglasses. .

This outfit looks like he is playing at the beach, which is quite incompatible with the scene at this moment.

What is even more eye-catching is her thick shawl-length hair, which hangs down to her waist like a waterfall.

One of the strands flew out horizontally and happened to wrap around the little skinny man's wrist.

"Okay, let me tell you, when can you two meet without fighting?" A hoarse voice came from the corner.

The man was a dry and thin old man, wearing a long gray coat with a few sparse goatees on his chin. Next to him stood a long white cloth banner with the words "Rat and Flies Elimination."

Next to the old man, a short girl with short hair sat quietly, dragging her chin with one hand, as if she was thinking about something, and looked out the window blankly.

But the direction she was looking at was just the dove soul that kept circling!

It can be seen from this that she was the one who just dug out the soul of the pigeon.

Moreover, what Aunt Xu said, the beauty who helped her upstairs must be her!

"Don't you just rely on the fact that you are Mr. Chun's grandson? Why are you so arrogant? Just wait for me." The little skinny man finished speaking viciously and put away the knife.

The beauty in sunglasses also retracted her hair with a whoosh.

Lan Hua chuckled and said: "Then what are you pretending to me? Isn't it just because my grandma hasn't been released from prison yet? If my grandma is released from prison, your virtue will not be enough for her to be pinched with one finger! By that time By that time, it will be too late for you to be my grandson."

"You two usually quarrel, forget it, but now you are in front of outsiders. Do you want foreigners to see our jokes?"

Inside, a young man wearing glasses was squatting on the ground, holding a thick foreign language book and speaking without raising his head.

The little thin man and Lan Hua seemed to be extremely afraid of this person. At the same time, they choked and did not dare to speak out. They inadvertently turned their heads and looked to the other side.

On the other side, there were several people sitting or standing.

But they are all foreigners.

A pair of young people dressed in couple's costumes cuddled together and leaned against the window.

An old man in a tuxedo looked out the window with half-closed eyes and a pipe in his mouth.

A muscular man over two meters tall was standing in a handstand position with one hand on the ground, motionless.

A guy with curly hair and small eyes rubbed his chin and stared at the woman in sunglasses opposite him.

There is also an old lady with reading glasses and white hair. She is leaning on the wall with a cane in one hand and seems to have fallen asleep.

From their conversation just now, it can be seen that most of these Chinese people are masters of Longquan Villa, especially Lan Hua, who is hiding next to me and pretending to be a boy from Shufangzhai. He is actually Elder Changchun, the four great masters of Longquan Villa. grandson!

But the foreigners on the other side couldn't figure out the details.

Judging from the actions of the thin man and the girl in sunglasses just now, these people are very capable!

This is by no means an ordinary small role.

And a total of seven people appeared together!

On the other side, these six seemingly ordinary foreigners, since they can appear here and secretly collude with Longquan Villa, are not easy to mess with.

But what do they want to do by gathering here secretly?

Snapped!

The young man sitting in the back closed the book with a snap, pushed up his glasses, and said to the foreigners opposite: "Mr. Cohen, I made you laugh. Now we have brought you what you need." , it’s time to open our eyes, right?”

The old man holding a pipe took a long breath of smoke, nodded slowly, and said in a foreign accent with a strong nasal voice: "Very good."

Following his response, the muscular man standing upside down suddenly turned over and turned over silently.

The old lady who had been taking a nap with her eyes closed opened her eyes. The couple who were whispering by the window also turned around. The curly man who had been staring at the woman in sunglasses also reluctantly withdrew his eyes.

The people in Longquan Villa opposite also turned their heads.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the big bag that Lan Hua had brought and was now carried on the back of the big man.

Lan Hua reached out and took the bag from the big man, opened it and said, "I just got this, it's still hot."