The whole carriage was wrapped in a piece of worn-out canvas, and the craftsmanship of the sewing man was not bad, and the heart was very fine, and the stitches at the junction of the cloth were pressed very tightly, so that although the drizzle outside was not light, there was no water seepage in the carriage.

"Sir, it's here!" the middle-aged coachman said politely as he stopped the car and turned back to the man behind him.

Business is not doing well now, and he is so lucky to meet a person who is willing to sit directly from the airport to Tu Street.

Such a long distance is not cheap, and he kindly reminded the young man, but unfortunately people don't care at all.

"Sir, I only accept cash, so ......" He heard that the young man was from the United States, for fear that people would take out a card to pay the bill, and reminded him in advance, "By the way, sir, it's raining outside, I see that you don't have an umbrella with you, if you don't dislike it, you can use an old umbrella under the seat first." ”

He is simple by nature, and he doesn't want to make a lot of money on other people, and let others go out in the rain.

"Thank you, uncle!" Shao Weijie smiled slightly, the people in our country are friendly, unlike a certain country on the other side of the ocean, just because he has no money, he is not allowed to take the plane, so he can only really sit on the top of the plane.

"You just said that you only accept cash?" Shao Weijie patted his head, as if he had just remembered, and said with annoyance, "I just got off the plane and came over, and I didn't have cash with me, can you allow me to go to the store next to me to exchange it?"

I don't know if Shao Weijie's sincere eyes moved him, or if he felt that this well-mannered young man with a leather collar would not deceive.

He smiled and nodded: "It's okay sir, you can go, but please trouble quickly, I have to go home for my daughter's birthday later, so ......"

"Don't worry, I'll come out in a while!" Shao Weijie got out of the car with a smile.

"Sir, umbrella!" called the coachman behind him.

Shao Weijie didn't look back, walked unhurriedly to the shop in front, and shook his hand to show that it was okay.

It was a two-story old-style wooden building, and Shao Weijie walked up the stairs and stopped at the door of a pharmacy.

"Zhou Baotang!" Shao Weijie tugged at the corners of his mouth, "A black marketeer who resells monsters, and his name is still decent!"

At the door, two guys wearing sunglasses, one tall and one short, looked at him with an expression that no one should enter, for fear that others would not know that they were watching the scene.

He pushed the door lightly and entered, and immediately there was a strong smell of Chinese medicine in the store, but no matter how heavy the medicine was, it could not hide the sour smell contained in it.

This smell is somewhat familiar, Shao Weijie had only smelled it in the blood of the "blade head" the day before.

He looked around, but didn't see what he was looking for in plain sight.

"Snort, snort!" The clerk behind the counter also wore a pair of sunglasses, for fear that others would not know that he was a thief, and secretly used tone words to attract Shao Weijie's attention.

The clerk lowered his voice and said, "Do you want to buy monster bone meal?"

"Huh?" Shao Weijie was stunned for a moment, and said jokingly, "What do I want this thing for?"

"Aphrodisiac! The effect is wonderful!" the clerk looked around and leaned into Shao Weijie's ear, "I'm using it myself!"

"Haha!" Shao Weijie was so angry that he felt insulted, and pulled the clerk from the counter to his side, "I look like I need an aphrodisiac?"

"Let him go!" The tall and short people watching the field at the door thought that Shao Weijie was going to make trouble, so they immediately rushed over.

"Surprised!"

Shao Weijie turned his head suddenly, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and the two of them fainted to the ground with a bang as if they had been struck by lightning.

Syllable!

Another clerk behind the counter was startled and flinched and knocked over the medicine bottle on the counter.

Shao Weijie didn't pay attention to the scared clerk, he put down the sunglasses clerk in his hand again, and gently flattened his collar in his shocked eyes.

"Take me to see Hannibal Chow!" Shao Weijie patted his chest, calming his emotions.

The clerk in sunglasses swallowed, took a trembling step forward, and reached into the shelf in front of him with an unobedient hand and groped for a while before finding the mechanism of the secret door.

"The Hannibal Zhou you are looking for, he is inside!Please don't kill me, I'm just a part-time worker!" The clerk in sunglasses nervously begged for mercy, for fear that he would be stared at to death by him at the next moment.

Isn't that how it is played in movies?

The enemy comes to retaliate, and after the leader loses his use value, he will be killed by others in most cases.

Shao Weijie patted him on the shoulder and said that he didn't have to worry, and was about to step in, when suddenly he seemed to remember something, turned to the clerk hiding behind the counter and said, "There's a tricycle downstairs, you go and help me pay the fare." ”

"By the way, give him this too. Shao Weijie looked left and right again, and randomly selected a random ornament and threw it to the clerk, "Just say it's a birthday gift for his daughter, if you let me know that you didn't do what I said, hehe!"

Shao Weijie held his palm, and a glass bottle three meters in front of him flew into his palm, and was crushed by him with a bang.

The palm of the hand is spread out, and the glass is sprinkled on the ground in the form of powder, and the meaning is overflowing.

The clerk shuddered, didn't go any way, turned out of the counter directly, and crawled out of the store.

"Let's go in!" Shao Weijie slapped the face of the sunglasses clerk next to him, waking him up stupidly.

The shelves on the third floor slowly receded to the sides, revealing a hall with a hole behind it.

Rows of monster specimens on display, monster organs soaked in unknown liquids, and several monster butchers are cutting monster corpses.

Such a bloody and disgusting scene has long been accustomed to it in their eyes, and one by one the movements are neat and orderly, and the monster meat that has come down is skillfully bagged and preserved, obviously ready to be sold.

"Dude, this is not the place for you to come in!" a monster butcher looked up to spot the sunglasses clerk and Shao Weijie.

"He's here, he's here to find the boss......" The sunglasses clerk secretly glanced at Shao Weijie and said in a slurred manner.

"What scares you so much, my fellow?"

A white-headed man dressed in red and green, with a pair of leather shoes made of pure gold on his feet, turned around.

He put his hands in his trouser pockets, took a full position, and walked over with steps that he didn't recognize, his pure gold shoes stepping on the marble floor, making a sound that wanted to make people's hearts palpitate.

"Sunglasses again?" Shao Weijie twitched the corners of his mouth, looking at the white-headed man who was pretending to be forced, how could the sunglasses on his face be so familiar.

It seems that he is so good at kung fu that he has seen four people bring it, what's the matter? Do black market merchants have to wear black sunglasses? Or is it that business is not good now, and black merchants buy things in wholesale?