After listening to a tune, I came to 1983 inexplicably and took on a bullshit task, and Qin Kun was enough.

Fortunately, there is no penalty for failure in the mission that suddenly appeared, so you should come here for a trip.

The hunchbacked ugly ghost Quasimodo was very familiar with the terrain of the church, and when he heard that Qin Kun was leaving, he enthusiastically took Qin Kun to copy the path and went out smoothly from here.

I don't know French, I don't have money, I can't sleep on the street like the homeless people under the bridge and at the end of the alley, Qin Kun walked on the street, found a T-shirt in the elastic space and tore off his face to cover his face, and walked towards a dimly lit alley.

The Moulin Rouge nightclub is the largest red light district landmark in Paris, and there are many equally romantic and charming venues in the surrounding neighborhoods, which seem to bring warmth to the whole world. The alleys were dimly lit, and where there were prostitutes, there were gangsters, and a few drunken gangsters rubbed their crotches and smoked cigarettes against the wall, as if talking about their own affairs.

Qin Kun appeared next to them like a ghost, and several people didn't notice Qin Kun's existence at all, so they found that one of their companions suddenly disappeared in place.

When the words are incomprehensible, the fist is more effective than anything else, and the gangster who was taken away by Qin Kun covered his mouth was punched out of the nosebleed, and then the matter of making tea was much easier, Qin Kun drank the silent tea, and found 1000 francs in the gangster's wallet, and then walked away.

"Who are you!! We are disciples of the Light of Marseille and you will be punished! ”

"Does the Holy Soul Sect know? Retaliation is welcome. ”

The words in French popped out, and Qin Kun patted his ass and left.

France in 1983, as the fashion capital, will definitely not lose to the world in a few decades, beautiful women are sexy and enthusiastic, the price is fair, and there is no place more comfortable than spending the night in the gentle country.

There was a 100 franc tip to open the way, Qin Kun was suddenly regarded as a stupid tourist with a lot of money in this kind of small alley, and several French girls stood in a row, and some took the initiative to come directly to hold Qin Kun's arm.

Qin Kun picked a slightly indifferent girl, she smoked a cigarette, and took Qin Kun to her room.

At this time, the net stockings were far inferior than those decades later, but they were even more itchy, and the woman took a bath indifferently and motioned to Qin Kun to wash them too.

"No, I won't sleep with you in the bed, and the house will be left to me." 500 francs were taken out, and the woman was slightly stunned, thinking that this person was very strange.

However, she has seen a lot of strange guests, men are wolves, and gentlemen are just appearances.

The woman chuckled lightly and sat next to Qin Kun and read the book, she wanted to see how long Qin Kun could endure it.

Taoist priests sleep, prostitutes read, this kind of occasion is very strange, Qin Kun took a bath and lay on the bed, looking at this apartment-like room, maybe the yin qi is too dyed, Qin Kun has no impulse, and has some insomnia. After all, the surrounding sound insulation is too poor.

At 1 o'clock in the evening, Qin Kun yawned heavily, the indifferent prostitute was reading a fashion magazine, full of interest, someone would take care of her tonight, and she didn't have to work hard, to be honest, she thought about this kind of day every day.

There was a knock on the door.

Qin Kun glanced over and found a little boy with blonde hair running in.

"Messerine, is someone robbing you with me again today?"

Qin Kun squinted, the little boy was five or six years old, looking at him hostilely, Qin Kun couldn't cry or laugh.

The little boy arched into the arms of the prostitute, and the prostitute rubbed his head helplessly: "You will be a Marseille lion in the future, how can you come to such a place." ”

"I don't care! Who are you, get out! Otherwise, the disciples of the light of Marseille will not let you go! ”

The blonde boy looked at himself with fierce eyes, Qin Kun clamped his two fingers, and a piece of yellow paper appeared on his fingertips and was pinched into a ball by him, and he sighed and smashed it on the blonde boy's eyes.

The little boy looked at Qin Kun with teary eyes, and Qin Kun said, "Little friend, it's 1 o'clock, sneak out to prostitute yourself, don't the family care about you?" ”

The blonde boy was furious, but he looked at Messerine with a straight face, and begged for mercy: "Messerine, you said you would marry me in the future." ”

Mertherine's indifferent expression melted, and she said helplessly, "Your father will kill me." Let's go back. ”

Messerine pushed the boy out and slammed the door shut, feeling a little depressed.

This scene Qin Kun saw from the beginning to the end, and sighed, unruly love, worthy of being a romantic capital, there are all kinds of dramas.

"You go too, he just saw your face, you're going to make him angry."

"His father is the godfather of the largest gang in Marseille, and he has been in the limelight in Paris lately, with hundreds of outlaws. ”

Qin Kun didn't answer, and smiled slightly: "It's too embarrassing for me to be scared by a child." ”

"Trust me, he's definitely not as simple as a child! If you ask about their family's last name, you won't laugh. ”

"What's his last name?"

"Robert! Naland Robert. His father is none other than the Marseille Lion – Wayne Robert! ”

Seeing that Qin Kun became silent, petrified, and his expression was very strange, Maitherine was extremely puzzled. Be...... Intimidated?

After a while, Qin Kun suddenly got out of bed, grabbed Mertherine and asked, "You mean, this kid is Naland Robert?" ”

Qin Kun looked at the apartment and said why is this place so familiar, and if the neon sign is removed from the decoration outside the apartment, what is the difference between it and the Golden King's apartment!! Compared to the apartment of the Golden King, although it is older, the structure is exactly the same!

That kid just now, it turned out to be the Golden King?

In other words, the strings played by the old man of the Dead Palace are the causal line of the Golden King?!

I ...... day

The last time I remembered meeting the Golden King in England, who knew that his childhood experience turned out to be here!

Messerine is sluggish, what the hell is wrong with this oriental man? Stunned?

Bang –

The door was kicked open, and a blonde boy childishly shouted, "It's the man inside, take it away!" ”

Six or seven thugs poured in, and among them was the one that Qin Kun had just blackmailed.

"It's you!" When the thug saw Qin Kun, he was furious, "Little master, he robbed me of my money, claiming to be from the Holy Soul Sect, you have to be the master for me!" ”

Qin Kun breathed a sigh of relief, for the sake of the Golden King, it was not appropriate to go on a killing spree today.

Pushing one hand on the chest of the gangsters in charge, Qin Kun suddenly exerted force, and six or seven gangsters were pushed out by the huge force and directly crashed into the door of the opposite room, and the house opposite screamed.

The blonde boy looked at Qin Kun in a daze, a little frightened, how could the person he brought with him turn over on his back when he was lifted in front of him?

Qin Kun squatted down and touched his head: "No wonder you grew up so, don't bother me tonight, go back." ”

The little boy's head was twisted by Qin Kun, he was kicked on the buttocks, and he staggered away, seeing Qin Kun close the door, and the Messerine inside suddenly gasped.

The little boy came angrily, and Qin Kun's warning voice came from the door: "If you don't leave, the light of Marseille won't be able to protect you!" Do you think no one here will dare to kill you? ”

I......

Uncomfortable tears flowed, and the little boy clenched his fists and swore that he must dismantle Qin Kun into eight pieces!

Hearing the little boy walking away, Qin Kun yawned and lay back on the bed.

"How can I thank me for helping you?"

Seeing Qin Kun regain his gentlemanly appearance, Maitherine was stunned, she once thought that Qin Kun finally couldn't help but attack herself, who would have thought that she was acting in front of Robert.

"You...... Why do you think it helped me! ”

Qin Kun sighed: "There is a little lion who interferes with your business every night, who dares to prostitute you." He was given a warning today, and his father should be optimistic about him in the future. Isn't it? ”

To her surprise, this oriental man seemed to be able to see through everything, and he guessed correctly! Little Robert had not received a deal of business for a long time since she had seen him a few months ago, and he always had a way of running out of the house and coming to him at night, and several of his regulars had been beaten several times by his father's men.

Qin Kun paused and said, "When I picked you just now, I wondered, no one picked such a good-looking girl, it turned out that no one dared to choose." ”

Maitherine's cheeks flushed, and Qin Kun said, "In this way, I should still have a sum of money in Hong Kong, which can fund you to study fashion design." ”

Matherine was stunned: "How do you know I want to learn this?" ”

She just read the content of the book, Qin Kun saw it all through the Tianyan Technique, except for basic fashion magazines, they are all books for design introduction, how could she not know.

Qin Kun said: "You only need to do one thing, which is to tell that little lion that I am a member of the Holy Soul Sect, and let him be the enemy of the Holy Soul Sect as much as possible." ”