Recently, the capital has become more and more lively, and the public security is getting worse and worse, and street fights and brawls have occurred from time to time. The entire Shangjing City seems to be holding back a lot of energy, just one ***, and if it is lit, it can make the entire Shangjing City explode.

Compared with other people's concern about the situation in Beijing, Xu Ming is more concerned about Guan Chunuan, who is the palace maid for the thirteen princes.

"Even Lao Tzu is usually a girl who follows her, and you actually let her be a palace maid for you?" Xu Ming felt that such a move was no different from riding on his head. If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't enter the Forbidden City himself, he would now really want to go to Nangong to give this thirteen master a hard blow.

Since Xu Ming came back from the Forbidden City, Mu Yun Tuohai has come to Xu Ming's room more often, openly and secretly taking Xu Ming's words, wanting to inquire about the current situation in the palace.

Xu Ming was so annoyed that he had just broken through Yuanying, and before he had time to consolidate his realm, he was forced to avoid Muyun Tuohai and go to the streets all day long. Xu Ming was very curious about the working methods and processes of Qian Xiaozi's group, and always went to look for him in the shack in the southeast corner of Shangjing. Although it is not very peaceful in the capital these days, there are constant small fights, but after all, the emperor's birthday banquet is about to start, and the young people in the capital are also divided, and the group of Qian Xiaozi is unemployed, and when Xu Ming goes to find him during the day, he always sleeps in the shack and smokes. is less than twenty years old, but he lives like a middle-aged greasy uncle in his thirties and forties.

"It doesn't matter if you're unemployed, there are more laid-off workers who have started their own businesses, don't be discouraged!" Xu Ming patted Qian Boy's shoulder to comfort him. Who knew that the money boy smoked a cigarette and smiled evilly: "Who told you that I am unemployed?" Xu Ming looked at him suspiciously: "You lie here every day, what is it if you don't have a career?" Qian boy didn't know Ge You, and he didn't know what Ge You was lying on, he just shook his head and said incomprehensibly: "Brother Xu, do you want to know?" Looking at Xu Ming's eager eyes, Qian Xiaozi nodded: "That's okay, don't leave at night!" Xu Ming always felt that there was something wrong with this sentence, but he couldn't say it.

Xu Ming, the underground industry in Shangjing, had heard of it, but he didn't expect it to be so prosperous. When Xu Ming walked through the brightly lit streets, he even had the illusion of returning to the earth.

"This is the secret realm that Qingxu Immortal Chang and Xu Guixi's predecessors jointly created back then, and gave it to the master of the black market who helped Qingxu Immortal Chang save his Taoist companion's life at that time, and this secret realm has been used to this day. Every great power who came to Shangjing would help repair this secret realm when he came to the black market, so it has been used to this day. Qian Boy was a little proud to introduce the secret realm in front of him to Xu Ming.

"These two people don't do good things in Dongsheng Prefecture all day long!" Xu Ming could even imagine the appearance of the little white dragon swinging its tail in the two waves in the major restricted places. "I didn't expect that the thick eyebrows and big eyes, the honest and tall and strong people would be such a person!" Xu Ming instantly felt a little pity for Lin Mengke.

Xu Ming looked at the streets that were still bustling and lively at night and asked Qian Boy: "Doesn't the imperial court know that there is a secret realm here that is a special black market?"

Qian Xiaozi smiled: "How is that possible, when the Qingxu Immortal sent this secret realm to Cao Ran, the lord of the black market, the founding emperor of the Jing Dynasty, Dongfang Outback, was watching from the side. ”

Xu Ming looked at Qian Boy suspiciously: "Then the Jing Dynasty court doesn't care?"

"At that time, Jingguo was only a small country in the Zhuojun region, and it was able to go south to destroy the five northern countries and the great Chu in the south all thanks to the funding of Cao Ran's black market. Qian Boy took Xu Ming through the streets and walked towards the deepest part of the black market: "Later, the Jing Dynasty was established, and the Jing Dynasty royal family also acquiesced to the existence of the black market, and this black market also has the participation of the Jing Dynasty royal family in the maintenance and management, and they can also benefit from it." ”

Xu Ming nodded thoughtfully: "Management shares, I know!"

Qian Boy took Xu Ming all the way to the deepest part of the black market. In front of you is a huge open-air structure, a bit like the Colosseum on Earth.

"What do you mean, gladiatorial fight?" Xu Ming looked at Qian Boy, a little confused: "Although I know that there will be this place in the black market, but I'm not very interested?" Xu Ming looked at Qian Boy with a more vigilant look in his eyes: "Could it be that you want to sell me to the gladiatorial arena?"

Qian Boy looked at Xu Ming a little speechlessly: "Just your three-legged cat kung fu, didn't I want you to die by selling you to the gladiatorial arena? I'm here to show you how I make money." ”

"Isn't it just a bet!" Xu Ming was very unimpressed, "Could it be that you can still play with flowers?"

The money boy smiled mysteriously: "Of course it's not a bet, betting here is just the easiest and slowest way to make money." The method of making money in our gladiatorial arena is more formal than those so-called bets, and it is much faster!" Xu Ming was very surprised: "There can still be a formal way to make money in this black market, don't tease me! Also, you just said that your gladiatorial arena, this gladiatorial arena is yours?" Xu Ming looked at the thin young man in front of him in surprise and puzzled.

"Actually, I'm the son of the current owner of this black market. Qian Boy said lightly, but Xu Ming looked at him like a ghost: "Then you are still in prison to make money?

After listening to Qian Boy's explanation, Xu Ming finally understood: the inheritance tradition of the underground black market in Shangjing is that the incumbent black market owner needs to choose some orphans and vagrants from the black market and Shangjing as adopted sons, and then give them some start-up capital for them to use the money to manage and operate a lot in the black market, and the final judgment is decided by the black market master himself. The winner will be eligible to become the next lord of the black market, the king of the underworld of the capital, while the loser will die.

"So this is actually a reality talent show?" Xu Ming thought for a while after listening to Qian Boy's introduction, "So your business goal is this gladiatorial arena?"

Qian Boy nodded: "Actually, there is another point, this black market lord only chose me as his adopted son. ”

"Why?"

"Because I am indeed his illegitimate son. Xu Ming suddenly looked at the harmless young man in front of him a little speechlessly, who would have thought that such a thin young man would be the king of the underground world in the capital in the future?

"Why are you telling me? Are you not afraid that I will reveal the news and bring you death?" Xu Ming looked at the young man's clear eyes and smiled ghostly at him: "Of course you are not afraid, Brother Xu, you are a good person." Xu Ming was inexplicably given a good person card, and suddenly felt that he had suffered a dark loss. "And we weren't originally people of the same world. Brother Xu, you are an eagle that is about to fly into the sky, and I am just a rat cowering in the ground. Qian Xiaozi looked at Xu Ming, his eyes were very sincere: "If nothing happens, it is very likely that our future lives will not intersect again." ”

"Until I was seventeen years old, I thought I was an orphan, a rat born in a dark corner of the city. But I want to live, and rats sometimes fantasize about the light. Later, I became the leader of the homeless and orphaned in the city, helping those who lived in the sun to destroy their unsightly things. Then I came to the underworld, and my father found me. That's when I knew that I could only live, and that I would never be able to reach the light again. When the money boy said these words, his tone was terrifyingly calm, and his eyes did not fluctuate a little, and he looked at the majestic gladiatorial arena standing silently in the darkness. But his trembling body still exposed his unwillingness and pain.

"It doesn't matter, the rats in the underground will also see the sun. Xu Ming put his arm around Qian Boy's shoulder, "Because the sun will rise as usual every day!"

Xu Ming looked at Qian Boy's slightly red eyes, and hurriedly opened the topic: "Tell me how you make money in this gladiatorial arena, I still want to know what kind of good ideas a smart person like you will come up with!"

Qian Kid stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes: "Let's go, go in and say!" He led Xu Ming into this huge open-air building.

The beautiful hostess ushered them to the VIP box. When the young lady glanced at Xu Ming amorously, he still had some thoughts.

"Why am I so undetermined? Xu Ming shook his head and suppressed the evil thoughts in his heart.

"The young ladies who welcome us here are the daughters of carefully selected women from the Qinglou in Shangjing. Qian Boy smiled gloatingly when he saw Xu Ming, who was blushing a little, "The hundred flowers they practice have their own flattery, and they also have this very superb charm technique, which specializes in deceiving people like you who have a lustful heart and no guts." ”

Xu Ming was very unconvinced when he heard this: "What do you mean that I have a lustful heart and no thief's guts, why do I have no thief's guts?"

"Why don't I send her to you and you take it back?" The money boy in the underground world is completely different from the money boy in the upper capital, and here he can already vaguely see the shadow of the chic and ruthless successor to the master of the black market between his eyebrows.

"No, I'm not hungry and thirsty. Xu Ming glared at Qian Boy, "And who knows how many people have played with them." ”

Qian Boy "heh": "This is our top Miss Yueyue in the gladiatorial arena, and she is still perfect!"

Xu Ming's eyes were full of disbelief when he looked at Qian Boy.

"Really, why are you lying to you!" Qian Boy explained, "Yueyue and they are all here to serve you people who have colored hearts and no fears. You like beautiful women, but you don't dare to bring them back, so you can only come here often to spend money, watch gladiatorial fights, and become our regular customers as soon as you come and go. Xu Ming was very dissatisfied with Qian Xiaozi's explanation, but he couldn't think of anything to refute. Qian Xiaozi continued: "There are also some who want to find a family, whether they are adopted or concubines, and just want to live a stable life. We will let her serve some high-end, not bad customers, whether they can become depends on themselves. If it does, the rich people will buy her back, so that we and the girls can have a win-win situation. Qian Boy was a little proud when he said this, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

It's still a kid after all. Xu Ming thought like this and said, "Is this your unique method of making money in the gladiatorial arena?"

Qian boy shook his head: "Of course not, these are all trivial and inappropriate methods, and the real gladiatorial fight is the main part of our money." As he spoke, Qian Boy picked up a list on the table in front of him and handed it to Xu Ming.

"In the first game, the Decepticons vs. Megatron?" "In the second game, the white-clothed Shura vs. the Hundred Flowers Fairy?" "In the third game, the Black Tiger Afu vs. Jackie Chan?" "The fourth game, the repechage match?" Xu Ming looked at Qian Boy with a puzzled expression, and he wondered if Qian Boy was also a traverser.

Qian Boy didn't understand the true meaning of Xu Ming, he explained to Xu Ming: "These are the nicknames we tailor to them based on the appearance and style of the players on the court, so that they can attract attention and people will come to see them." ”

Qian Boy took another program list and pointed to the first scene: "Then make up some stories with the words that lead to reverie." For example, the fateful enemies Megatron and the Decepticons, who can win the crown without dying? For example, why did the Hundred Flower Fairy with a bizarre background come to such a cruel gladiatorial arena, and what kind of secret is hidden behind all this? Finally, this one, the five hundred and eleventh time, the black tiger Ah Fu will fight Jackie Chan again, can he defeat the demon with special effects?" Qian Boy said: "Finally, there will be another voting session, and the two people with the highest vote rate will enter the resurrection match again, and there will be many votes for the spirit stone!"

Xu Ming was dumbfounded when he heard it, and he couldn't even say a word of "" for a while. After a long time, he said hesitantly: "Brother, your concept is too advanced, who did you learn it from?"

Qian Xiaozi smiled embarrassedly: "Last time I saw an old copy of "On the Business Model of the Black Market" in my father's study, I was a little curious and looked at it, and then I found that this book is simply amazing, so I tried it with some of the above methods, and it is really easy to use! The author is one of the producers of this secret realm-Xu Guixi Daxian!" Xu Ming covered his face and broke down a little: "I know!"

"Then what if no one votes?" Xu Ming asked Qian Boy.

"How is that possible. Qian Boy smiled disapprehantly: "The fate of the Decepticons and Megatron don't want to watch it again? If the Hundred Flowers Fairy loses, no one will know her life story again, will her fans allow such a thing to happen? Ah Fu has lost so many times, don't you want to see him win once? And if Ah Fu wins, will Jackie Chan's fans be willing? They will say that Jackie Chan is not in good shape and has a physical problem, and then vote crazy to let them fight again. "In other words, the results of these competitions have actually been determined from the beginning?" Xu Ming looked at Qian Boy, with doubts in his eyes, but also a hint of understanding.

"There is no winning or losing in the gladiatorial arena, only profit. "It seems that the money boy has changed back to the dashing and ruthless and shady successor of the black market in an instant," The same is true of this underground world. ”

As he was talking, the first game had been played, and the Decepticons had failed unexpectedly, and the two had a sympathetic conversation on stage that made many viewers teary-eyed. "Come on Decepticons, we'll see you in the resurrection game!"

"These poor fans don't know that all this is in the hands of the boy next to me who is less than 20 years old!" Xu Ming looked at the audience who were crying for their idols with some pity. Looking at them from the perspective of the money boy, you will even think that they are a little silly and cute.

Xu Ming suddenly had some admiration for the young Qian boy.

The two sides of the second scene are about to take the stage, which is the white-clothed Shura and the Hundred Flowers Fairy. Everyone was staring at the direction where the Hundred Flowers Fairy was coming, but Xu Ming was the only one looking at the white-clothed Shura who slowly walked to the center of the venue. Qian Boy also saw the white-clothed Shura, and looked a little surprised - he didn't come to the gladiatorial arena in the past few days, and the new batch of people were all helped by his subordinates to package and promote.

"Lu Xiucai!" When the white-clothed Shura pulled out his long sword, and the bright silver sword body reflected his face, Xu Ming and Qian Boy shouted in disbelief.

Xu Ming suddenly felt that the clues and information in his brain were slowly connected, but it was not very clear. And Lu Xiucai on the field had already stabbed a sword towards the Hundred Flowers Fairy.