If you want to say that the most lively and prosperous place in Xiangcheng at night is, of course, Fengliu Street, where Qinglou brothels gather.

Fengliu Street is divided into upper street and lower street, and the upper street is the place where the dignitaries can consume, where there are all kinds of high-quality brothels of Qinglou, as well as all kinds of high-cost rouge gouache shops and clothing jewelry stores. The lower street is a place for ordinary people to consume, crowded with ordinary brothels and casinos and other chaotic places.

Gu Qinghe and Hongdou went to Fengliu Street, and most of them could be seen on the road with groups of men with poor eyes, even if they saw a few women, they were all coquettish Qinglou women.

Gu Qinghe walked on such a street, his face did not change and he was calm and unhurried, as if he was walking in his own courtyard. But the little girl Hongdou was so frightened that she grabbed Qinghe's sleeve and followed closely behind, guarding against the movements around her.

"Little ...... Childe, what are we doing here?" Red Beans trembled, this kind of place is really terrifying!

"Find someone. Gu Qinghe's gaze roamed around.

How could Miss have someone she knew here, but Hongdou didn't ask any more, she just asked Qinghe to find someone as soon as possible and go back to the house as soon as possible.

Gu Qinghe chose a brothel with many customers and was extremely lively, she led the red beans in, and immediately a bustard greeted her.

Gu Qinghe threw a silver ingot of ten taels to the old bustard: "Open a room and serve me a table of good dishes." ”

Seeing that Qinghe was generous, the old bustard hurriedly ordered to go down, and personally led Qinghe and the two upstairs and chose an upper room.

The old bustard laughed with him: "Two sons, what kind of girl do you want to choose?"

"Girl, you don't have to, just hurry up with the meal. ”

The old bustard nodded and went out, I'm afraid that the little boy at this age can't eat women, it is estimated that the son-in-law of which family will come to see the fresh, no matter what, as long as there is money to collect.

The food was quickly delivered, and Gu Qinghe ordered that no one should disturb him, and then the door was slammed shut. The little guy who delivered the food secretly wondered if the two inside were with broken sleeves and weak faces, but the more they looked at it, the more they looked like them.

"Miss?"

Gu Qinghe opened the window, looked down, and said to Hongdou: "Hongdou, you can eat something here with peace of mind first." ”

Hongdou heard the meaning of this: "What about you, Miss?"

Gu Qinghe turned on the windowsill: "I'll go out and do something." When I go out, you close the window, and after two pillars of incense, you go out of the brothel and go to the left, and I will wait for you in front. ”

After speaking, Gu Qinghe jumped off the windowsill and landed on the outer wall of the first floor, and then jumped down the wall again, quickly disappearing into the darkness.

Hongdou was dumbfounded, but he didn't forget Qinghe's instructions, and quickly closed the window.

Gu Qinghe came out of the brothel and walked forward in the darkness. She turned into a small alley where there were several gambling houses, and she stood under the tree at the entrance of the alley and watched the people entering and exiting the gambling house.

After about half a pillar of incense, a tall strong man came out of the gambling house, and the strong man carried a big knife, obviously knowing some martial arts. The strong man seemed to have lost the money, and walked in the direction of Gu Qinghe with a scolding.

Seeing that the strong man arrived at the entrance of the alley, Qing He rushed out of the darkness, and quickly punched the strong man's ribs and stomach a few times, the strong man bent down in pain, and Gu Qinghe immediately hit the strong man's chin with an uppercut.

The strong man fell on his back, and Gu Qinghe immediately stepped forward and stepped on the strong man's chest, holding the strong man's neck with one hand.

"I asked, you answered. Gu Qinghe's voice was cold and without a trace of emotion.

In the dark, the strong man couldn't see Qinghe's appearance clearly, and only felt that the other party's cold murderous aura was terrifying. His throat was caught, let alone talking, it was difficult to even breathe, he could only nod his head.

Gu Qinghe's fingers loosened slightly: "Is there a gladiatorial arena in Xiangcheng?"

The strong man took a few sharp breaths, he gasped and stammered, "What, yes, gladiatorial arena?"

"It's a place where two people fight, and others bet on winning or losing. ”

"Yes. ”

"Where?"

"Donglai Gambling House underground. ”

"Far away?"

"It's down the street. ”

"Take me there. Gu Qinghe let go of the strong man.

The strong man got up from the ground, his hand quickly reached back, and he grabbed the hilt of the knife and was about to pull out the knife. Gu Qinghe had long expected him to be like this, so he kicked his calf bone, and with a click, the strong man's calf bone suddenly broke, and the strong man fell to the ground with a scream.

Gu Qinghe smoothly pressed the arm of the strong man who grabbed the handle of the knife with his backhand, and continued to press back hard in the direction, and the bending of the arm had reached the limit, so that there was a gurgling sound at the joints of the arm.

"No matter how honest you are, I want your life!"

"Don't dare, I don't dare!" the strong man begged for mercy, no longer showing weakness, and his arm could not be kept. He didn't dare to make any more pretentiousness, and obediently dragged his legs and led Gu Qinghe to the Donglai Gambling House.

The strong man was already a frequent visitor to the Donglai Gambling House, and he connected with the boss with the code and took Qinghe down the ground to the gladiatorial arena.

The gladiatorial arena is about the size of a basketball court, with a five-meter-square platform built in the middle, and two people are fighting on the stage. There was a circle of spectators around the perimeter of the platform, and the number of people was roughly estimated to be nearly fifty or sixty, all shouting to cheer for their bettors. Among the spectators, there was a man standing on a stool, holding an iron gong in his hand, who seemed to be the main man of the gladiatorial arena.

Gu Qinghe saw that there was nothing suspicious in the gladiatorial arena, so he paid attention to the two people who were fighting in the arena.

It was a middle-aged man in his thirties and a teenager of eighteen or nineteen.

The middle-aged man is tall and strong, about 1.9 meters tall, and his muscular arms are as thick as ordinary people's thighs. The boy was thin and thin, not as tall as the shoulders of a middle-aged man.

Because it was stipulated that weapons could not be used, both men fought hand-to-hand with fists. The middle-aged man was extremely powerful, and every punch he threw carried a strong force, and it fell on the young man, and the young man was immediately beaten back a long way. Comparatively speaking, the boy's fist was insignificant, and when it hit the man, the man's body did not move at all.

However, even so, the man's face was not good-looking, because he knew that although his fist seemed to be really hitting the boy, in fact, the boy was only pretending to be beaten back by his strength, and the boy did not bear much force.

On the contrary, although the boy's fist seems to be insignificant, but every punch he hits is a vital part of the human body, one punch or two punches have no effect, five punches and six punches are different, after more than a dozen rounds, the middle-aged man has felt that his body is sore in many places, and when he swings his fist again, his strength is insufficient.

Gu Qinghe could naturally see the doorway, so he asked the strong man standing meekly beside him: "Who is that young man?"

"Everyone calls him Qin Jiu, don't look at him thin, in fact, he is one of the best thugs here. Bet on him, and nine times out of ten, you'll win. Listening to the tone of the strong man, he was also one of the people who had bought him.

The lights in the gladiatorial arena were dim, and Gu Qinghe couldn't see Qin Jiu's appearance clearly, but he felt that those eyes were very cold. This cold, with a bloodthirsty ruthlessness.

It's a good piece of material.

Gu Qinghe didn't have the heart to look at it, in this gladiatorial battle, the winner or loser had already been decided. She silently withdrew from the gladiatorial arena and hurried to the brothel she had just had.

She's going to have to find out the guy who was following her!