He turned sideways to push the door, but he didn't notice the tail ring on Gu Jie's little thumb, a soul word, which was dark to the end,

"The old rules." The boy walked to the side door of the convenience store and stopped: "Entrance fee." ”

Gu Jie's expression was clear: "How much?" ”

"How much?" The young man raised his eyebrows: "You didn't tell you over there?" Just let you come to the dark street? ”

Gu Jie's dark eyes were shallow: "I'm a newcomer, and I have only recently come into contact with the business here." ”

"Now these companies are more and more trouble-free, 19, cash, do not accept online payment." The young man pulled out the card hanging around his neck and pasted it on the door: "By the way, your boss told you, dark street transactions, only cash." ”

Gu Jie drew a hundred yuan to him: "I know." ”

Of course, the rules of self-establishment are clear.

But.

"19, that's too cheap."

The young man looked back: "Who said no, it's not enough for me to eat supper, okay, the rest of the way, you go by yourself, I'll go back." ”

The package is not delivered.

Before I touched it, everyone in the company thought that dark street was just an adjective.

Even the nearest red light district and downtown area don't know that there is a hidden street between them.

It's just that this street is not on the ground.

A door opens, and what appears in front of you is the brightly lit ghost market of the underworld.

The lamp here is a resurrection lamp.

The road on the ground is a bluestone road.

The flowers planted are the flowers of the other side.

Blooming all the way, in full swing.

Standing by the door was a bull-headed horse in a suit and leather shoes.

A death-like existence, unable to see his appearance, and his voice is very gentlemanly.

"Welcome to the Dark Ring."

"Do you want to buy the news, or sell the news?"

When he said this, fireworks fell from the sky, and paper money flew up, indescribably extravagant.

Gu Jie turned a blind eye: "Buy." ”

The horse face gave way to the left: "Please." ”

Gu Jie paced, his black boots ran over the dark coins on the ground, his waist-length hair moved with the wind, and his face was elegant and sharp.

The horse's face and the bull's head looked at each other.

"Is this normal?"

"Not normal."

"The little young man who came last time, didn't he call his mother in fright as soon as he came in?"

"I just took a look, and my husband deducted his salary, saying that I scared the guest out of a heart attack, which is considered a work injury."

"So, this little girl is a bit wicked."

As he spoke.

Another announcement.

This time, it sounded in a different direction.

The bull head and the horse face stood up straight at the same time.

On the door number, only one word slowly appeared, Gu.

Gu family, want to come and settle in?

"Welcome to ......"

The bull head and horse noodles are not finished.

The people who came began to weaken their legs, panting heavily: "This, here ......"

"Dark Street." The bull head helped the person at the right time, and said in his heart, don't faint, you faint, I have to be deducted from my salary!

Ma Mian quickly walked through the process: "Manager Hao? Coming on behalf of the Gu family? Please. ”

Let's go, let's go, even if it's dizzy, it's not ours.

Hao Mingliang was pushed onto the street like this.

He took a heart-saving pill from the pocket of his suit before he dared to re-examine the world in front of him.

This...... This is the legendary Dark Street!?

Isn't this the eighteenth layer of hell?

What do the people who built the dark streets think!?

Hao Mingliang was scared to death, but he always had to use a way to balance the trouble caused by his daughter.

If you can get the dark street done, you will be able to get the credit off...

"Hehehehe, guest officer, do you want to come and sit upstairs, the buns made today are very fresh, and the human flesh is stuffed..."

A girl in Tsing Yi shaking a paper fan walked over to Gu Street.

Gu Jie stretched out his hand to block, and when he looked at people, he was angry and pressed people: "Crossing the road in the sun, where is the Naihe Bridge?" ”