Mo City is very large, even if it is a sub-city managed by the Jimo family, it is also very large, much larger than the Dragon City of the Zhilong family.

The bustling area in the center of the city is comparable to the scene in the main city of a third-rate family, but the gap between the rich and the poor is also very obvious.

Han Ming walked along the main city road to the east of the city, and the shops and restaurants along the way became more and more sparse and simple.

It was only when they were close to the edge of the city wall that the humble cityscape flourished all at once.

Not only has the flow of people skyrocketed, but even the number of shops and restaurants has increased to an outrageous level.

The dense shops, I don't know what is being sold inside, in short, the flow of people is really not small, and the buildings are very close to each other, and from a distance it looks like a beehive.

However, although there are many of these shops, the appearance is still quite simple.

Han Ming glanced at the beehive-like street in front of him from afar, then ducked sideways into a corner where no one was looking, first he took off the horn mask, and then took out a thin silky mask.

This is called a face mask, a one-time consumable, the price is not too expensive, Han Ming left Philadelphia and bought a lot at one time.

This mask is also a specialty of Philadelphia, after all, the raw material for making this mask is the outer skin of a low-level demon beast called pseudo-toad in the ancient ruins, and after covering the mask, not only on the face, but also on the skin and hair on the body will change to the way the user wants.

Whew!

After the mask was applied to the face, it reacted quickly with the skin, emitting a sizzling white smoke.

After that, Han Ming's skin quickly dried up and wrinkled, even his black hair turned into strands of white hair, and his face had already become the face of an old man in his old age.

Han Ming's eyes looked at his changes with a slight strangeness, and then a loving smile appeared on his old face, his hands were on his back, and he walked out of the corner humming a little song and walked towards the bustling street market.

The crowd is like a stream, bustling.

"Yo, uncle, look here, just a batch of new tea, all of them are fresh and tender chicks, and the taste will definitely make you feel like the first time!"

A rouge-covered and fat mother-san, dressed in a brightly colored dress, greeted the guests vigorously.

Many men with a hint of indulgence and smiling smiles are in and out of this green building.

Several handsome and good-looking women stood at the door boldly, charming and smiling to seduce the guests on the street.

"Qinglou, it should be the fastest place to gather intelligence. Han Ming thought in his heart, and his footsteps involuntarily stopped in front of this green building called Piaoxian Pavilion.

Mama Sang's eyes quickly converged on the old man standing in front of the door, the old man had a rickety back, gray hair, a simple black robe, and a stick in his hand, looking like he had just entered the city from the countryside.

Moreover, the old man also stared at the plaque of the Floating Immortal Pavilion quite brightly, stopping here to make a crowd of pedestrians secretly amused.

"Damn, people are not old!" Mother Sang glanced at the old man, her eyes were slightly disgusted, and she cursed secretly in her heart.

After all, the daughters in the pavilion don't like to serve these old and perverted guys the most, and they obviously can't bear it anymore, so they have to do so many tricks.

"What, old man, do you still want to have some fun here, hahahaha!" Han Ming stopped in front of the door of the Piaoxian Pavilion, and the men who entered and exited the Piaoxian Pavilion also laughed evilly and opened their mouths one after another.

"Hahaha, okay, old man, I admire you, but your body can't get in and out!!

The loud sarcasm of the pun drew laughter from all around, and even passers-by sneered.

But the old man didn't hear the sarcasm around him, he always had a modest smile on his face, and after a meal for a while, he walked slowly towards the Piaoxian Pavilion.

When Mother Sang saw that the old guy really wanted to play, she had already scolded the old man in her heart, but she had to pretend to be smiling, and quickly stepped forward to help the old man.

"Yo, old man, you can slow down, what, if you are interested in playing in our Piaoxian Pavilion. Mother Sang squeezed a smile and helped the old man slowly into the Piaoxian Pavilion.

The few women at the door who were soliciting guests all glanced at the old man with disgust, and then involuntarily avoided their steps, as if they were afraid that the old man would take a fancy to them.

These Han Ming didn't care, with the leadership of his mother Sang, he stepped into this green building, and suddenly found that this green building with ordinary decoration on the outside can be called luxurious inside.

It is divided into two floors in total, the lower floor is a hall, divided into several areas, there is a place to listen to music, there is a place to watch dance, there is a place is actually a hot spring, there are guests are lazily holding a woman in the hot spring to soak in the hot spring, and there is also a place for guests and women to play some small games.

Of course, the openness of the game is somewhat exaggerated and not suitable for children.

On the second floor, there are small rooms that are enclosed separately, some of which are slightly larger, and are supposed to be luxury private rooms.

"Sir, do you want to listen to music, or do you want to find a few Nizi to soak in the hot springs, or what?!" Although Mama San is disgusted with Han Ming, she never takes the initiative to provoke guests in this kind of business, unless the other party is too much.

"Find a Nizi and deal with it alone!" Han Ming was stiff in his back, and after he finished speaking, he coughed slightly.

Mother Sang Xiu's eyebrows furrowed, after all, with an old man's age and physical condition, there was really no one in the pavilion who was willing to take the initiative to take this list.

"Then old gentleman, what price do you want?!" The fat on Mama-san's face was squeezed into a pile because of a reluctant smile.

Han Ming was stunned for a moment with his cane on the branch, and then said, "The best!!"

Seeing that in the living room, the little girl respectfully presented the old man with a cup of hot tea, and then quietly retreated.

Han Ming sat on the soft bench, his eyes looked at the entire layout of the living room with a hint of novelty, although it was a green building, but the layout here was very elegant, very emotional.

Outside the living room, Mama Sang is leading a group of beautiful women to walk slowly towards the living room, and the women with dislikes are chattering along the way.

"Godmother, this dead old man can't be a pervert, right?"

"Yes, yes, I'm most annoyed by this kind of old man, I can't do it myself, I have to toss us. ”

"Hey, don't choose me!"

Mother Sang pinched her eyebrows with a headache, and said with a hint of displeasure on her fat face: "Okay, don't talk about it, whoever you choose, just consider yourself unlucky, don't talk so much now, it will reach the ears of the guests, and the reputation of our Piaoxian Pavilion is not good." ”

A group of women pouted, and although they didn't say anything more, their faces were still unhappy.