700, can you forgive 24
Come here to Taobao, it is not enough to rely on strength alone, but also to rely on luck.
Even in the afternoon, there is no sunlight in this small alley, and the factory production room not far away stands tall, blocking all the light from the low bungalows here, and it is very appropriate to say that this is the slum of City A.
The people who live here are migrant workers, the rent here is cheap, but the environment is not good, gangsters, thieves are almost everywhere, and in this place, there is the most active antique dark market in City A.
"Stinky, Yuanyuan, what are you pulling me here for?" Mrs. Xu pinched his nose and wrinkled his face as soon as he got out of the car, and the pungent smell from the nearby factory made him extremely unhappy.
"Mrs. Xu, who do you think will be most interested in the ancient tomb?" Tian Yuan didn't answer the rhetorical question, and the smile that hooked the corners of her lips looked a little mocking.
"Archaeologist." Mrs. Xu didn't think about it.
"Wrong, there is another kind of person who is more interested in ancient tombs than archaeologists, you think about it again." Tian Yuan frowned slightly, the smell here is really not good, the factory next to it is a chemical factory, and the gas coming out of the big chimney always carries a strong smell of chemicals.
And the pedestrians walking on this road, all of them are ruffians and hooligans, smoking cigarettes, looking at Tian Yuan and Xu Tai, even uninvited guests, who seem to be weighing the lines on the two of them, and some people are staring at Tian Yuan's face and body nakedly, and some people are about to move at the bag in her hand.
Also, Tian Yuan is a weak woman at first glance, and Mrs. Xu is a pampered flower, in the eyes of these people, aren't they just two big fat sheep?
Xu Tai was thinking about Tian Yuan's question with great interest, while looking at the little thugs who surrounded Tian Yuan and himself little by little, put his hand in his trouser pocket, and then took out a pistol and put it in the palm of his hand to play with it, without looking at Tian Yuan, and said, "I know the truth, you mean, tomb robbers." β
"Clever." Tian Yuan smiled, "Put the gun away, this is a real thing, it's easy to get off, the purpose of our coming here today is not to kill people." β
Tian Yuan's words made those who were still hesitant immediately flee around like frightened birds, these people are the most inferior people in the underworld circle, they have seen the gun does not mean that they have touched it, so when they suddenly saw someone holding a gun, their first reaction was to scare people.
But listening to the delicate woman say this without fear, everyone knows at the moment that it is not a model for jokes, this is when they meet someone they can't provoke, and if they don't escape, they will die.
βS!hitοΌ Count this group of acquaintances! Mrs. Xu put the gun back, and then said, "Do you want to let it?" β
"It can only be understood, but not spoken." Tian Yuan interrupted Mrs. Xu's words and grabbed the white, those half-crooked eyes were still in the water, no matter how Rao looked at it, he would also say what a gentle and lovely woman this is, who would have thought that what was being calculated in these eyes at the moment.
It is not an exaggeration to describe the alley with the word deep, and after walking for more than ten minutes, Mrs. Xu saw the stalls scattered on the side of the road.
A piece of cloth with a clear pattern and color, and then piled up things, some of which even have soil sticking to them, no matter how you look at it, it looks like it was just picked up from the garbage heap, but it is this seemingly cheap thing, but it may be priceless.
The stall owner was smoking a cigarette, several stall owners were sitting around with playing cards crackling, and some were scolding vulgar words inarticulately, thinking that today's cards were unlucky.