Since Zeng Yifan and Tang Yi were more eye-catching, Xiao Lang decided to let the two wait in the corner of the ticket hall of the station, while he and Mo Rufeng went to queue up to buy tickets and choose the nearest train to that city. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although the West Railway Station is not the main passenger throughtake, the ticket office here also sells tickets for other stations, and it is just in time for the peak of ticket sales, and there are more people at the ticket office than the entire station. Xiao Lang squeezed for a long time, and the line in front of him still looked so long.

"Hey, hey, friend, where are you going?" was lining up, and a thief-headed guy came to Xiao Lang's side.

Xiao Lang pushed his glasses and glanced at the man, who was short in stature, had a sallow face, and looked like he was sleep-deprived, so he should be a ticket seller.

"Is there a ticket? Four. Xiao Lang reported the name of the place, and looked honest.

When the ticket seller saw Xiao Lang's appearance, he thought that the sale had come to the door, so he took out a stack of train tickets from all over the world from his arms like a trick, made a fan shape with his hand, licked his fingers, and accurately pulled out four tickets to that city.

"Two hundred and twenty-one, four for a total of eight hundred and eight." The ticket seller said with a mouthful of big yellow teeth, "Look at you are an honest man, I will give a discount, count eight hundred and five." ”

The price on the face of the ticket is 16, and the price of the ticket seller has risen a lot since he sat on the ground, which is obviously a practice of taking advantage of the fire to rob.

"It's too expensive." Xiao Lang lifted his glasses, shook his head and said, "I'd better line up." ”

The ticket seller rolled his eyes: "There are still hundreds of people in front, and you probably won't have any tickets when you get to the line." ”

Also, the queue in front of Xiao Lang is so long that he can't see his head, and at this speed, he won't be able to queue up for two hours, and if he delays it any longer, I'm afraid that he really won't be able to buy tickets.

"Can it be cheaper?" Xiao Lang finally relented, "I don't have much money on me." ”

As he spoke, he took out a stack of bits and pieces of paper money from his pocket and clicked on them.

"Alas, it's hard to be a good person." The ticket seller sighed, pretending to be annoyed, "Eight hundred and four, I also make hard-earned money, no matter how low it is, I won't sell it." ”

Coincidentally, the stack of money in Xiao Lang's hand happened to be eight hundred and four, which was still connected to the steel hammer or something. The two handed over the money with one hand and delivered the goods with the other, and the ticket seller smacked his lips and picked up the money and flashed into the crowd.

"Eight hundred and four." Xiao Lang pinched the ticket and sighed with emotion, "No one can cheat me like this." ”

Putting away the train ticket, Xiao Lang squeezed out of the crowd, but he didn't rush to meet Zeng Yifan and Tang Yi, but stayed near an inconspicuous no-smoking sign.

"The ticket is here." Mo Rufeng rushed to him from one place, "A ride in forty minutes, your friend was very helpful." ”

He was also holding four train tickets in his hand, but the destinations marked on them were different from those that Xiao Lang had just bought. Taking the train ticket, Xiao Lang took out the four tickets he had just asked the ticket seller to buy from his pocket, and said something in Mo Rufeng's ear.

"They're really fast." Mo Rufeng nodded, "Okay, I'll do it." ”

Before he could finish speaking, the man disappeared like a gust of wind.

"Eight hundred and eight, eight eight kun is the land." Xiao Lang pinched the ticket in his hand and smiled, "A villain is a villain, and even the quotation will be inadvertently sinister." ”

He said the first offer of the ticket seller, eight is Kun, and eight eight is "Kun is the land", which is a pure yin hexagram, pure yin can be a villain, and it should be the appearance of a villain.

You have something urgent, and somehow someone comes up to you, and it's a little weird.

What's more, Xiao Lang didn't really wait in line to buy tickets, he was just waiting for someone who made him feel unwell.

From the moment he entered the ticket office, Xiao Lang sensed that something was wrong nearby, but the other party's feeling was very peculiar and made him unpredictable.

He quietly arranged for Mo Rufeng to go to the station to find his acquaintances to help get tickets, and he lined up in the line to attract attention. Although he was not sure that his feelings were correct, he had to be cautious at such times.

Sure enough, the ticket seller came up and opened his mouth to make him alert to an offer, and it seemed that someone was indeed targeting.

The "quantity" on Zeng Yifan's body has completely disappeared, and Xiao Lang and the other three have been well hidden, what kind of person is so powerful?

Of course, no matter how well it is hidden, if you encounter a tracking master, you will inevitably leave something behind. Therefore, Xiao Lang was very energetic from beginning to end.

Regarding Xiao Lang's train of thought, the ticket seller must have no idea, otherwise he wouldn't have gone over there to ask for a reward.

Leaving the ticket office, the ticket seller made three or four turns in the station, and also did two ticket business along the way. His eyes always glanced behind him, consciously or unconsciously, and when he saw that there was no suspicious person following him, he boldly entered a café next to the station.

Turning right after entering the door, there was a short and fat man sitting in the window seat, with a beard and a lot of pockmarks on his face. However, his hands were so white and delicate that they didn't match his whole person at all.

"Third Master." The ticket seller said hello flatteringly, and sat down next to him, "I've done what you said." ”

As he spoke, he took out the stack of tickets from his arms, took out one of them, and pointed to the name of the place on it: "This is where they went." ”

"Okay, you're doing a good job." The pudgy man squinted, "Get me three too." ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, and the ticket seller was a little reluctant on his face, but he still drew three tickets and handed them over.

"There was no less black money in selling that ticket just now, right?" The short and fat man squinted at him, "Lao Tzu didn't let you bleed much." ”

"I only made two hundred, and I lost four hundred and four when I went in and out." The ticket seller muttered, "I knew that I would have insisted on eight hundred and eight in the first place." ”

He just complained, but the short and fat man's face changed suddenly, and he didn't take the ticket, but grabbed the ticket seller's collar.

The ticket seller didn't pay attention, and as soon as he carried it, the whole person passed, and the short and fat man didn't care what the guests next to him thought, he reached out and pulled it into the ticket seller's pocket, making a fuss about the big and small tickets with steel hammers and spilling them all over the ground.

In the eyes of the short and fat man, several of the coins were particularly eye-catching, and they were exactly the pile of change that Xiao Lang paid to the ticket seller.

"How much the did you report?!" The short and fat man asked, with red eyes.

"Eight...... One hundred and eight...... "The ticket seller was so frightened that his soul flew away, and his voice trembled, "That's the initial offer." ”

Smack, the short and fat man raised his hand to be an ear scraper, and his face was pale, like a manhole cover on the side of the road.

"You're such a fucking idiot." The short and fat man scolded viciously, and after speaking, he left the ticket seller there, and did not pay the bill, got up and hurriedly walked out of the door.

This short and fat man is Yun San, who has been traced all the way through traces. Although Yuan Gang was not by his side, he had learned a little bit of divination in the past few days. It's a pity that it was ruined by this ticket seller.

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