On the first day of arriving in country T, Du Le did not rush to find a place where he could safely set the teleportation coordinate point, but first used the hotel's Internet network to inquire about the matters that need to be paid attention to in country T, as well as some locations that can be considered.

Du Le could not choose a place where some T people gathered to live. Because in these places, he is a foreigner, and his every move is the easiest to attract the attention of others.

And what Du Le needs most now is to keep a low profile, to do things later, and not to leave trouble. Because even though Du Le has some incredible special abilities, he is still just an ordinary Chinese without any power. What makes Du Le scruple the most is that he still has relatives who need to be protected. So don't get yourself into unnecessary trouble.

According to the current situation, Du Le obviously cannot expect to buy food completely from this side of the earth to help the displaced people of Chu State. After all, international food prices are too high, and too much gold and silver need to be spent. Therefore, Du Le had already planned that if he could not obtain food at a lower price, he would have to find another way.

After a day of getting to know him, the ideal hiding place in Dule's mind was Manchester's Chinatown.

Founded 200 years ago, Manchester's Chinatown is the old town of country T, which is not only the main place for Chinese to settle and live abroad, but also one of the most prosperous neighborhoods in Manchester.

Great hidden in the city. Chinatown is not only crowded, but also because it is mainly Chinese, Du Le will not feel abrupt here. On top of that, Du Le also received information that Manchester's Chinatown was still a relatively prosperous gold and silver circulation point. There are gold shops all over Chinatown, and at least 70% of the storefronts are all related to gold, and the volume of gold trading there is huge. It is best for Düle to sell the gold in his hands.

At ten o'clock the next morning, after getting ready in the hotel, Du Le greeted the travel agency and found a taxi with the help of the hotel attendant.

About 30 minutes later, Du Le arrived at the corner of Manchester's Chinatown. What is visible in the Chinese street is the very familiar Chinese culture, such as the Chinese characters that can be seen everywhere, as well as some statue buildings, and many Chinese people are shouting and buying.

However, Tule did not come to Chinatown for sightseeing, nor did he do historical and cultural research, he needed to complete his plan.

After walking a little in Chinatown, Du Le was disappointed that he didn't find the information he was looking for.

Although there are many Chinese people on the street, they give Du Le a strong sense of distance, because the Chinese in Manchester City are not very kind because of the villagers who see them, but just treat him as a tourist who can be slaughtered. It is even more difficult to find a better place to sell gold. Du Le even suspected that if he accidentally exposed the gold in his space, it might cause some trouble.

Almost the entire block, and it was almost dinner time, that Du Le had to stop his aimless wandering.

Feeling a little hungry, Du Le had to find a seat in a small restaurant in Chinatown. There is still a good thing about Chinatown, the menu of the restaurant is in Mandarin, so you won't be unable to find something to eat.

The restaurant is not big, about 20 square meters, and the seats are a little densely arranged. Fortunately, when Du Le entered the door, he had not yet arrived at the meal, and there were not many guests.

Coincidentally, the boss turned out to be a native of the south-eastern province, and the same hometown dialect made Durle feel a little at home in Manchester City for the first time. And the warm hospitality of the boss also made Du Le relax a little.

A plate of seafood fried rice, a bowl of pork rib soup, and a few special snacks, Du Le began to eat in the restaurant.

These days, Du Le is under a lot of pressure and has too many things on his shoulders. If it weren't for the cultivation of the Changchun Jue, which has the effect of maintaining the human body and the mind, Du Le would have been crushed by constant transmission and overwork. …,

The fried rice tasted good, and after eating more than half of it, Du Le slowed down and wondered if he would go back to the hotel or continue shopping.

At this time, there are more and more customers in the restaurant, and it is more and more noisy.

Sitting at a table next to Dule, there were three scrubberly dressed and dark-skinned youths who caught Doile's attention, and they looked like gangsters. What made Du Le feel strange was that they just ordered a drink each, and then they looked intently at the passers-by on the street at the door, looking very vigilant, and the people in the restaurant seemed to be very taboo about them, all of which told Du Le that they were definitely not good men and women.

In order not to cause trouble, Du Le is not good at staring at them all the time. He hurriedly finished the rest of the meal, drank the soup, and planned to settle the bill and leave.

Unexpectedly, Du Le had just finished settling the account and stood up, when the three people at the next table suddenly shouted at a person on the street outside, and the next second they rushed out of the restaurant and chased after that person.

When the person outside heard the sound, he subconsciously glanced at this side and immediately ran away as if he were running for his life.

Qin Xiang only felt that he was very unlucky, he had just escaped a wave of pursuit, and when he came out to find something to eat, he could meet Zha Gang's men.

Life is such an accident. If he hadn't greedily gone to a warehouse outside the city to steal a computer notebook, and hadn't noticed that the warehouse turned out to be zhagang, and he happened to accidentally find a pile of munitions in the warehouse, he wouldn't have gotten into such a big trouble. What's even more unfortunate is that Zha Gang and others have always colluded with Manchester City's sheriff Billey, and they don't think they have any good fruit to eat.

In short, you can't be caught by them, and if you do, you will definitely die. Therefore, when Qin Xiang heard Zha Gang's subordinates yelling at him, his first reaction was to flee quickly.

However, after turning two or three alleys, Qin Xiang still couldn't escape in the end, and was blocked by three thugs in a narrow alley.

"Brother De, hello, I don't know what is the matter with Lu Dao looking for my little brother?" Qin Xiang, who couldn't escape, could only pretend to be his grandson first, and obediently pretend to be stupid to please the gangsters.

"What are you running, are you taking something that shouldn't be taken in, your heart is empty!" Among them, the gangster called Brother De rolled up his sleeves as he spoke, revealing the tattoos on his hands, and walked towards Qin Xiang viciously, staring at Qin Xiang with murderous intent in his eyes.

"Brother De, where am I weak-hearted, is there anyone in Manchester City who doesn't know that Brother Lu Daode is mighty. Aren't I frightened by your might" Qin Xiang knew that he was going to suffer, and looked back and forth from time to time, hoping to find a flaw and escape.

"Don't talk nonsense, Boss Zha Gang wants to see you!" As soon as Brother De waved his hand, the other two junior brothers rushed up and grabbed Qin Xiang.

Qin Xiang was pressed to the ground, unable to move, and the two younger brothers punched and kicked Qin Xiang fiercely.

"I told you to be so good at running!" Brother De played ruthlessly and kicked Qin Xiang's stomach heavily.

Qin Xiang was beaten so much that he couldn't speak, and collapsed on the ground holding his stomach.

Seeing that he had caught the target, Brother De took out a mobile phone, made a call, and beckoned someone to come and answer.

Brother De and the others did not avoid the eyes of many passers-by, escorting Qin Xiang, who had a blue nose and swollen face, all the way out of the Chinese town, and got into a van at the corner of the street.

"Help" Qin Xiang asked for help in a weak voice, but where he passed, everyone retreated, and no one dared to have anything to do with it.

Du Le, who had originally warned himself not to cause trouble along the way, also wanted to dodge, but after hearing Qin Xiang's voice calling for help, his heart felt as if he had been punched hard, and he suddenly wanted to know what was going on.

So Du Le followed the group. Fortunately, there are many English-speaking people in the T Congress, and as an international tourist city, there are many taxi drivers who can speak English. So, Du Le managed to find a taxi to keep up with the van.