The woman in Tsing Yi was stunned: "One hundred meters to the west." ”

She has been in the dark street for so long, and rarely when she is scared by others, she is scary.

This young lady ...... Good killing.

Gu Jie didn't look back, and he didn't even mean to stop his gaze.

There are ghost fires in the dark streets, more shops, and there are stalls that practice on the ground, but they are all wearing costumes, pretending to be paper figures that people often burn.

This is also one of the rules of the dark street.

In order to protect the informant.

You are a "ghost" in the dark street, and there is no such person.

Out of the dark street, you can be any identity, and you can't go into detail.

Hao Mingming's heart trembled every step he took, this road was too infiltrating.

Those who came to buy news were all queuing.

Naihe Bridge, Meng Po Soup, is to forget the past.

Gu Street walked over, and the old woman with snow-white hair was still boiling something.

Some people were not satisfied: "Granny Meng, can you say a little more, I ......"

"Dark street rules, point to point." The old woman glanced at him, her eyes were not cold: "If you want to know more, add chips." ”

The person who came clenched his fists, but he was also convinced: "I'll come back in a few days." ”

And so on, when she arrived at Gu Jie, the old woman was just about to hand over the bowl.

Gu Jie picked up her soup spoon: "I heard that all the gray areas in the neighborhood are under the control of the dark street, and there is a murder case in the red light district, why don't you see the person in charge to deal with it?" ”

The old woman's hand was paused, and her voice was vicissitudes: "Little girl, if you are here to make trouble in the dark street, I advise you to go back, and you don't drink this bowl of soup." ”

"How?" Gu Jie's lips are hooked, and the evil spirit is compelling.

The old woman said: "Every month, there are not ten but nine people who come to trouble the dark street, and they all regret it in the end." ”

Hear here.

People are looking around to see who is looking for trouble in the dark streets.

Among them, there is also Hao Mingming, who is watching on tiptoe.

It's just that Gu Jie discovered him one step faster than him.

On one side of the figure, he drank from the bowl and covered his face with his hand: "Thank you Meng Po." ”

When Hao Mingliang looked over, he could only see people, not faces.

"It's a bit of a figure...... Oh, what am I thinking, how could that country girl be here. ”

Hao Mingliang quickly interrupted his association, tidied up his suit, and waited to cross the bridge to talk about settling in.

Cooperative merchants do not need to drink Meng Po soup.

On the other side of the bridge, the old woman asked Gu Jie, "Your chips?" ”

Gu Jie put down the porcelain bowl, neither humble nor arrogant: "Dark street rules, if you don't get the news, you don't have to pay the chips." ”

The old woman squinted.

The people in the back thought that this little girl was definitely going to be cut.

I heard the old woman say: "Fate is destroyed." ”

Meaning, next.

Everyone: That's it? Is the little girl okay?

Gu Jie turned around, covered his extremely beautiful face with the brim of his hat as he walked, stepped on his black boots, and entered the crowd.

Hao Mingliang originally wanted to take two more glances here, but after a dozen mistakes, everyone was gone.

The old woman who was scooping the soup raised her eyes very slowly.

The rules of the dark street, how can a little girl know so clearly?

Thundered!

Thunder streaks across the night sky.

Such a little rain does not affect the fun in the slightest.

Just look at the sports cars parked in front of the Less and Theni gates.

The throttle has never stopped, and there is no shortage of handsome men and beautiful women.

There were two drunk drunken hooks shoulders and bumped into the teenager: "New record, 1 hour, girls are really easy to deceive...... Holy! You don't walk long, don't you! ”