The gate of the auto repair shop opened, Zhang Quyi and others followed Nalan Desheng in, as for Chu Nan's Maserati, naturally someone helped drive in and park it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

When you enter the iron gate of the auto repair shop, you will be faced with a huge shadow wall similar to Pingfeng, blocking the view from the outside, which means that even if the gate is opened, no one outside can see the situation inside.

Zhang Quyi and others bypassed the shadow wall and found that dozens of cars were parked behind the shadow wall, including luxury cars such as Bentley and Baosche. More than ten meters away, there is a large area of iron factory buildings, which may be nearly 1,000 square meters.

Zhang Quyi frowned imperceptibly, because there was a faint gloomy and dead air above the iron warehouse, and the night wind blew, and there was a faint smell of earth. Zhang Quyi expected that the trading area of the antique black market was in the tin factory.

"Uncle Cai, you can take the brothers down, and I'll greet you here. Nalan Desheng sent Xu Baocai and the others away, and said with a smile: "Third child, fat man, why did you suddenly come here to play?"

"I heard that there are a lot of black market treasures, so I'll take a look, fourth, I said that you kid is really deep enough to hide. Zhang Quyi said meaningfully.

Nalan Desheng said a little embarrassedly: "Third child, I don't want to hide it from you, but do what we do, you know!"

Qian Fatzi couldn't help but ask: "Nalan Laosi, what is your identity as a kid? Those people who watched the scene just now called you Xiaoye, who are you the eighth master of the capital?"

"That goods are my father!" Nalan Desheng said nonchalantly: "What is the eighth master of the capital, even if the people on the road are screaming, you don't take it seriously." ”

Ge Hong's face trembled!

Qian Fatzi blurted out: "Damn, dare to love you kid is a black second generation, and you usually make yourself look like an innocent little virgin." ”

Although Zhang Quyi had already guessed a rough idea, he was still a little surprised when he heard Nalan Desheng admit it himself. Although the fourth child is a little sullen, he is usually quite low-key, dressed very ordinary, and the general student canteen dormitory, travel crowded bus and subway, there is no bit of gangsterism, the key is that this product was also admitted to the highest university in the country, Jinghua University, and gave him the title of "Four Youths". If I hadn't bumped into each other occasionally tonight, I'm afraid that until I graduated from college in four years, I probably wouldn't have known that this thing's father was actually the black boss on the road.

Zhang Quyi couldn't help but feel a little interested in the eighth master of the capital, and it was obviously not easy to train his son to be like this.

"Dead fat, the second generation of Hei Nimei, it's so ugly, hehe...... It's just that my family's business is a bit gray, and it's still a long way from the dark!" Nalan said victoriously.

The fat man pouted and said, "Cut, if it's not black, it's called a black market!"

"Yes, I won't fight with you, let's go in!" Nalan Desheng led Zhang Quyi and the others towards his iron factory.

When the two black-clothed men guarding the door of the tin factory saw Nalan victory, they immediately called out respectfully: "Master!"

Nalan nodded victoriously, and said with a smile to Zhang Quyi: "Third child, I'm sorry, please take out your mobile phones for them to keep temporarily, the rules are like this, even I have to abide by them." ”

The black market trade in antiques is officially not allowed, and most of the traded items are from unknown sources, even those who rob the tombs of gold collectors, and if they are caught, the crime can be big or small. Therefore, neither buyers nor sellers want to leave a handle on people, not only is the mobile phone signal blocked, but also the mobile phone must be handed over before entering the trading area, so as to prevent those who do not understand the rules and have ulterior motives from taking pictures.

Zhang Quyi handed over the mobile phone very cooperatively, and the two men in black used metal detectors to scan each person's body before allowing them to enter, which shows that the confidentiality and security work is quite strict.

As soon as they entered the factory, Jiang Ying and Chu Nan couldn't help but cover their noses, because there was an unpleasant earthy smell and a disgusting smell of smoke.

Nalan said with a smile: "I have wronged the two beauties, most of the old objects here have been unearthed recently, and the taste is a little heavier." ”

As far as the eye can see, the interior lights of the huge factory are quite dim, and there are many people in the distance, and ordinary people can't see the appearance clearly, which is obviously intended to create such an effect.

I saw that in the nearly 1,000-square-meter factory, large and small stalls were set up in the east and west, and things were placed on the ground at will, and some things were covered with mud on the surface, just like selling vegetables in the market.

Zhang Quyi swept through with the method of looking at qi, and found that there was an ancient qi rising in the sky above these stalls, or a yin and evil aura, thick or light, and some stalls with strong evil qi were enough to cause harm to the human body. Fortunately, Jiang Ying Chu Nan and the fat man all wore imperial green magic weapons, but they were not afraid of being contaminated with evil spirits.

Zhang went to glance at Nalan Victory and asked, "Fourth, you often come here?"

"Not often, the black market here is only once a month, and if it happens to be a weekend, I'll come and help. Nalan replied victoriously.

Zhang Quyi couldn't help but suddenly think, no wonder this thing is still alive and well.

"Alright, fourth, you can get busy, don't stay here. "Zhang went to a piece.

Nalan nodded and said, "Okay, you can go around, just negotiate with the stall owner directly about what you like, but don't ask others for information." As he spoke, he lowered his voice and added: "Most of those sellers are people who eat the dead, they are all outlaws, there is no need to offend people." ”

Jiang Ying and Chu Nan's pretty faces changed color, and they began to regret coming a little bit.

Nalan Desheng briefly introduced the rules and precautions here again, and then left to be busy with other things.

After sending Nalan to victory, Zhang Quyi and the others began to hang out.

At this time, there were about 200 people in the factory, although people came and went, but it was surprisingly quiet, and if the buyers looked at a certain item, they only lowered their voices and talked to the sellers, and some even simply used gestures to bargain, as if performing a pantomime, and the atmosphere was quite eerie.

At the beginning, Jiang Ying and Chu Nan were still a little nervous, and they followed Zhang Quyi inch by inch, but they were gradually attracted by all kinds of strange antiques, and those so-called "outlaw" stall owners were not as terrible as they imagined, so they gradually let go and looked for treasures with great interest. The two women were wearing talismans, and Zhang Qu was not worried, so they tossed by themselves and looked at each stall by themselves to see if they could pick up some unearthed magic weapons or something.

As for Qian Fatzi and Ge Hong, their eyes have lit up since they entered here, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, if it weren't for the budget of only two million, the two goods would probably start a crazy buying mode.