Zhongying Street, located in Sha Tau Kok Street, Yantian District, Pengcheng, is silted up from the bed of a small river flowing from Wutong Mountain to Dapeng Bay, and was formerly known as "Heron Path".

It is less than 0.5 kilometers long, less than 7 meters wide, the center of the street is bounded by the "boundary stone", there are many shops on the street, and the variety is complete, because there is a Hong Kong Island area inside, and to enter it, you need to go to the bureau to get a thing called "Concession Pass to the Border Restricted Area" to be able to enter it, which is very troublesome.

However, because of its special geographical location created by historical reasons, it has formed a very distinctive commercial area, not to mention that it is more similar to a tourist attraction later, but in the period around the turn of the millennium, it is still very lively, and the commercial atmosphere is also very strong.

The old crooked man we are looking for is on this Zhongying Street.

I heard Ma Yiao say that there are many people in the trade-off industry who like to get a nickname, and the name "Lao Wei" seems to be very popular, as far as he knows, there are three - one in the south, one in the Yunnan-Guizhou area, and one in Inner Mongolia. God knows why these people have such a soft spot for this name, but from a certain point of view, this old crooked man in the south has a good reputation in the industry, Ma Yiao has also cooperated with him several times, and even about public welfare news, such as abduction, that guy provides news for free, which can be regarded as a good person.

It is precisely in this way that Ma Yiao has such trust in Lao Wei, and the relationship between the two is not as simple as doing business.

Speaking of which, he is also a friend of Ma Yiao.

It's a pity that this time the news of the secret realm was leaked, which proved two things - first, Martin is problematic; Second, this old crooked can't escape the relationship.

After passing through the first pass, I took a short rest and arrived at Chung Ying Street early the next morning.

From yesterday to today, I have already felt the benefits after the tribulation.

First of all, the body is much lighter, a single arrow step, you can jump a few meters away, if you use your hands and feet together, I feel that I can even climb over three or four meters of the wall, flexible in a batch, similar to a monkey; The second is the control of my body and strength, because the meridians are opened, I know all these things by heart, and there is no longer the previous sense of hardship, and there is no such situation that the body's instinctive reaction cannot keep up with the brain.

There is also a change in appearance, that is, the small section of the tail exposed behind the tailbone has become longer.

It's an inch longer.

When Ma Yiao checked my body, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion, saying that the reason why many people are prejudiced against nightcrawlers and think that they are evil demons is a very important reason, that is, it is too fast.

Progress is so fast that people are jealous.

He said that if he didn't know me well, he couldn't help but feel jealous.

Hearing this, I smiled slightly, but I didn't answer.

"I only see people eating meat, but I don't see people being beaten", of course, this is not said to Ma Yiao, but for traditional cultivators, they really only see the talent of the night walker, but they do not see the premature aging of the night walker's life, and the ill-fated life, this difficult life is like crossing a single-plank bridge and a ghost gate, and if you don't pay attention to it, you will fall into the abyss and cannot save yourself.

I'm still good, many people with the bloodline of Nightkin have not even awakened and enjoyed a moment of power, and then died tragically due to various diseases.

Therefore, becoming a night walker is both a blessing and a misfortune.

It depends on what you think.

The two of them tossed and turned, arrived at a small shop on our side of Zhongying Street, went straight inside, turned a corridor, in front of a small wooden door, Ma Yiao knocked on the door three times long and two short, so three times, there was a squeak inside, half of his head was exposed, he glanced at us, and said with an expression: "Who are you looking for?" ”

It was a young man of eighteen or nineteen, with small eyes and a big head, wearing a pair of old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses, his lips were covered with fine fuzz, and when he squinted at people, he was full of wariness and coldness.

Ma Yiao stretched out his hand, pressed the door, and then pushed it in, and said, "Find the old crooked." ”

The young man hurriedly blocked the door and said, "There is no such person here as you said. ”

Ma Yiao stopped, then looked at each other with a smile, stared at each other for a while, and then said: "I know that you are Zheng Yong, the old crooked nephew, and I also know that you have just come from your hometown in northern Hubei to join him not long ago, since he is willing to take you down in the broker business, he should have told you some rules, and he should have told you which people's doors cannot be blocked." I'll give you three seconds to open the door, or I won't help him teach you again—three, two......"

This was the first time I felt the majesty and momentum that Ma Yiao had shown, and in his sonorous and powerful words, I could also feel that this young man, who was still a little immature, was nervous and trembling.

At this time, Ma Yiao was like an unsheathed knife.

Sharp.

Without waiting for the horse to count to one, the young man let go of his hand, and then leaned sideways to make a way.

Ma Yiao glanced at him, patted the young man's head, and then said, "Young man, learn more, there's nothing wrong with it." ”

The young man's body tensed, and he bowed his head, without saying a word.

But I could feel the slight chill at the corners of his eyes when he lowered his eyebrows.

I can feel it, Ma Yiao is even more so, but he didn't mind, but led me forward, and walked through a narrow staircase, we came to a door that looked like a warehouse, pushed the door open and went inside, I saw that there were several cubicles inside, there were men and women, most of them were busy making phone calls, talking and recording, looking very lively.

A middle-aged fat man with the shape of a panda saw us, greeted us, and asked, "Who are you looking for?" ”

Ma Yiao said calmly: "Look for the old crooked." ”

The middle-aged fat man raised his eyebrows, glanced behind us, and didn't see Zheng Yong who was guarding the door, so he narrowed his eyes and whispered, "I'm just old crooked." ”

Ma Yiao stared at the oily gloss on his face, and after a few seconds, he said slowly: "Fatty, I have met your boss and know what he looks like." ”

The middle-aged fat man raised his head with some surprise, his face was respectful, and he asked, "Dare to ask ...... you are?"

Ma Yiao kept looking at him, and when he saw his eyes glancing to a place on the left, he didn't talk to him again, but pushed the person away and strode to the left inside, and the middle-aged fat man who was pushed away shouted: "Someone is making trouble!" ”

As soon as the words fell, two big men rushed out from both sides, one left and one right.

Both of them were more than 1.9 meters tall, which was really uncommon in the south at that time, and they were also wearing red vests for playing basketball, revealing a shiny tendon and flesh, and they were menacing.

Without squinting, Ma Yiao walked straight to the door on the left.

He ignored these people for the sake of momentum, and the responsibility for stopping these two people fell into my hands.

If it had been before, such two big men who were a head taller than me had come towards me viciously, I would have hurried away, how far I could escape, but at this moment, my identity is different, and my mood has naturally changed.

Dealing with them, I am not afraid, I also take a deep breath at the moment, with the head and feet as the Qiankun, the shoulders, knees, elbows and hips as the square, the arms in front and back facing each other, with the intention to lead the qi, with the force of the qi, first a poke leg to fly, blocking one person's long fist, and then rise up, two fists together, smashed on the other person's chest.

How could that man have expected that my skills are so flexible and strong, and when I punch this one, not only did I stop the momentum, but the whole person rose backwards into the air.

Bang!

He slammed it against a wall, not a stone wall, but a wooden plank, and when it hit it, it smashed a big hole.

Then I landed on both feet, exerted force in all directions, my eyes were all over my body, and my hands were all over my body, and in three or two blows, I knocked the other person to his knees.

Everything happened so fast, when these two people were solved by me, the middle-aged fat man woke up and shouted: "Ah Shui, Ah Shui, come quickly, there is hard stubble." ”

As soon as the words fell, a well-proportioned young man with a scar on his face appeared in the corner.

His eyes were sharp and fierce, like a goshawk soaring in the air, and everyone looked like prey.

A dagger coated with black paint, in his hand.

Like a cheetah, this young man seemed to pounce on us at any moment and bite us.

This is an opponent that makes me feel very uncomfortable, I am a little nervous, and subconsciously touch the soft gold rope hidden in my waist - this thing doesn't even know what the well-informed Ma Yiao is, and I can't even figure out what material it is, and jokes with me, saying that it is not your destiny, this thing is the "Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick"?

However, in the absence of an exact understanding, I prefer to call it a soft gold rope according to its characteristics.

On weekdays, it does look like a rope that binds the waist of my trousers, far less abrupt than the little tail on my butt.

And just then, the door opened.

A man in his forties walked out and stopped the young man named "Ah Shui" in a loud voice: "Okay, stop." ”

This is a thin man, forty or fifty years old, his hair is short and thick, his face is full of wrinkles, and there seem to be fine scars mixed in it, the marks left by the years on his face are so obvious, but they have kneaded these years into temperament, making him look imposing.

This man with a hooked nose, deep sunken eyes, and deep eyes walked out, and after first drinking his own people, he bowed his hand to Ma Yiao, and said Brother Ma, don't come to harm, please inside.

Ma Yiao stared at him for a long time before he said slowly, "Do you know my intention?" ”

The man smiled bitterly and said I know, I know you want to hear an explanation from me, why don't you come in, have a cup of tea, and I'll talk to you slowly.