Just when Xiao Fan secretly swore for the great ideal, the Forgotten Worry Pavilion in the Chengdong District of Xiqing City ushered in the most popular time of the day.

The three large characters made up entirely of neon lights shine brightly, illuminating the four nearby streets.

The planned underground parking garage has been full of vehicles, most of them are hundreds of thousands of good cars, and even the garage has been parked, and the roads outside are parked in turn, and some late guests look at the vehicles parked everywhere, and secretly shake their heads in annoyance.

Almost all the guests who come here are rich masters, and those who don't have money don't dare to take a step at all, and all the consumption is staggeringly high.

After a year of development, the Forget Worry Pavilion has become a real gold cave, and the daily flow of water is completely beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

The underground boxing arena is the most popular place, because of the perfect protection measures, as well as the wonderful duels, and the set up of private rooms to protect the privacy of some people, whether it is the service or the environment, it gives guests the best experience and enjoyment.

Compared with the underground boxing arena of the Tang family, I don't know how many times it is advanced, many rich people who are empty in their hearts and poor enough to have only money left like to come here to find excitement, screaming and scolding, betting on their favorite fighters, winning crazy laughter, losing crazy roaring, unscrupulously venting their emotions that have nowhere to vent, intoxicated.

In addition to the underground boxing stadium, the gambling dart arena is also full, countless women dressed in fancy clothes shuttle among them, a table of guests hustle and bustle, occasionally a woman is eaten tofu, provoked a burst of coquettishness, the eyes will be pulled into the arms of the man to sit down.

Gambling darts are actually the same as underground boxing stadiums, the only difference is that gambling darts belong to cultural fights, while underground boxing stadiums are martial arts.

The guests of the gambling dart hall like to make money quietly, holding the woman in their arms, winning or losing at will, the charming smile of the woman in their arms, the soft body of the fragrance, and the amazed gaze of others when shouting out the chips, is their greatest enjoyment.

If you win, you can find a place to hug a woman and make a good job, and it doesn't matter if you lose, you can also find a place to vent your bad luck and bad luck on the woman's body, and go away with satisfaction.

Compared with the hustle and bustle of underground boxing and gambling halls, the order taker pavilion is as dead silent as a ghost.

Every guest who came to the order taker pavilion came with their faces covered and wrapped in black robes, except for a little fat and thin, there were no too obvious features.

In the past, it was difficult to receive an order a month, but as time went by, the order cabinet gradually became popular.

However, relatively speaking, there are still very few guests in the order taker pavilion, after all, each business starts at 100,000, depending on the identity and status of the target, and Xiao Fan has a rule that if it is found that the other party belongs to a 'relatively good person' after the investigation, this business cannot be accepted.

In fact, this kind of behavior violates the sixth norm of the international killer world, but the Forget Worry Pavilion is Xiao Fan's, Xiao Fan can do whatever he likes, and the killers outside will not be full to blame.

At the same time, the order cabinet also accepts the business of probing news, but it is relatively out of the door, and even a rich woman suspects that there is a woman outside her husband, and comes to the order cabinet to investigate her husband, and opens a reward of 10,000 yuan, and feels that she has given enough......

If you want to say that the most profitable, it has to be the black market.

In fact, the scale of the black market in the Forgotten Worry Pavilion is not very large, it is only six floors, and how many good things can there be? As long as the top black market in the world is opened, it is a few streets, just like a bustling commercial street, all kinds of rare treasures are mixed with countless fakes, and there is an endless stream of customers, rubbing shoulders, that is the real black market.

However, in such a small place as Xiqing City, the six-story black market is enough, and the good things transported from various foreign channels in it have opened the eyes of many customers and excited at the same time.

Xiao Fan has many enemies in the international community and many friends, regardless of good people and bad people, at least he can get some good things that he can't find in China.

Rare things are expensive, and there is even an auction presided over by Mai Hanazaki herself, and every time an auction is held, it means that a large amount of flowing water enters Xiao Fan's pocket.

There will be another auction on the black market tonight.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the guests in the black market have almost gathered, and the entire auction area on the third floor is already full, exquisite melon and fruit snacks and fragrant tea and coffee are served for free, and there are special service staff to bring the exhibition table of the auction items for customers to find what they want, and then prepare it, such as transferring money to raise funds......

Hanazaki wore light makeup, wore a cheongsam, and her slender legs were exposed, which made the men's already fiery hearts even more restless.

After taking the stage, Mai Hanasaki had just the right smile on her face, with a spring breeze in her soul, and the feeling of scratching and scratching touched every man's heart.

However, no one dared to make a mistake.

There was once someone who was disrespectful to Hanazaki Dance.,The next day it never appeared again.,A few unlucky ghosts have become a lesson from the past.,People who come to the Forget Worry Pavilion know that the other women in the Forget Worry Pavilion can move.,Only Hanazaki Dance can't move.,Whoever moves dies.。

Its power is not even inferior to the once so-called 'ink queen' Xia Wanru.

Hanasaki Mai bowed to everyone gracefully ninety degrees, and when she raised her head, she looked at countless pairs of hot eyes, smiled slightly, and said: "Welcome to the auction of the Forgotten Worry Pavilion, you have already seen the list of lots today, I believe everyone has a bottom in their hearts, so don't talk nonsense, don't waste everyone's time, and now officially start to enter the auction......

"The blue brick of the Han Dynasty is 88 centimeters long and 38 centimeters high...... This lot is very valuable and has not been so well preserved...... The reserve price is 30,000 yuan, and each price increase shall not be less than 10,000 yuan, so don't miss it if you are interested. ”

The auction was carried out in an orderly manner, and the interested guests continued to open their mouths to bid, and the atmosphere gradually became hot, and the smile on the corner of Hanasaki Mai's mouth became brighter and brighter.

But Hanazaki Mai didn't notice that a man with glasses sitting on the edge stared at Hanazaki Mai for more than two minutes before getting up and walking out of the Forgotten Worry Pavilion.

After turning two streets, the man looked around covertly and found that no one was paying attention to and following him, so he took out his mobile phone, pressed a long list of symbols that ordinary people couldn't understand at all, and sent it out.

Five minutes later, the same symbols were transmitted back to the man's phone.

After the man finished reading it, the corners of his mouth hooked up, he looked back at the three neon characters in the Forget Worry Pavilion, and said with a slight smile: "I didn't expect to be alive, traitor, I must die!"