Mr. Big Air's First Lady

Chapter 120 Lamb to be slaughtered

Low courtyard walls, mud-filled houses, and thatched roofs.

At first glance, this black market is no different from an ordinary street, except that the houses are a bit old and lack some vitality.

On the street, there is a patrol team composed of Tartars, patrolling back and forth, maintaining the order of the black market.

Wan Ning doesn't understand a bit, this is a place where there is a lot of air, right?

Even if there is a black market, shouldn't it be presided over by the big air people?
How could it be controlled by the Tartars?

The stalls on both sides of the road are simple and messy, but they are clearly separated.

One side is full of stalls for drying people.

There is a bowl of salt on some stalls, a tea cake on some stalls, and a straw on some stalls.

It looked weird.

As a big fan, Wan Ning said that she couldn't understand it!

The other side is full of tartar stalls.

The booth here is simple, she can understand it.

There are cattle, sheep, and all kinds of leather at the back of the stall. The goods are all displayed on the surface, which can be seen at a glance.

There are also some stalls with stones such as emerald agate and spices.

Walked around, it was quite novel.

Similarly, the way others look at Wan Ning is also strange.

Who is not an adult who comes here?

Which caravan does not have several people acting together?
Afraid of being robbed.

But no matter how Wan Ning looked at it, she was a girl, and she was alone!
As a result, Wan Ning became a strange sight in the black market.

Wan Ning was looking around excitedly, when suddenly an elderly man waved to her: "Little girl, come here, come here."

The vicissitudes of life are written all over the face of this big dry man.

Wan Ning was a little curious as to why this old man called her, so she walked over, "Master, did you call me?"

The uncle said: "Little girl, it's dangerous to come here alone, you'd better hurry back to your relatives."

Upon hearing that there was danger, Wan Ning's eyes were full of stars: "Master, why is it dangerous here?"

"Is there any bad guy? Tell me quietly."

In just a short while, many people looked over, and some even looked at the old man with fierce eyes, telling him not to meddle in his own business.

Otherwise, let him eat and walk around!
Since the old man opened his mouth, there is no possibility of giving up after being threatened. He whispered to Wan Ning, "There are many traffickers here, and they are all after you."

"So you hurry back to your relatives, otherwise you will be caught and sold to the grasslands."

"If you come here alone, then you stand by my side and I will take you away later."

Wan Ning also whispered back to the old man: "Master, don't worry, I don't have any skills, do I dare to come here alone?"

"Everyone here together can't beat me, so don't worry!"

The old man looked at Wan Ning speechlessly: "You're just a kid, how good are you?"

"Besides, those Tartars have drugs on them, as long as you sprinkle a little bit, your martial arts will be useless no matter how high you are!"

Wan Ning was still full of confidence: "Master, those drugs don't work for me."

He felt that this was inappropriate, and immediately changed his statement: "I took antidote before I came here, they can't faint me."

The old man couldn't believe it: "Eat... have you taken the antidote?"

"Yes," Wan Ning prepared to make up another lie in order to appease the old man.

She covered her mouth and nose with her hands, and whispered to the old man, "Master, I might as well tell you that I am the only one on the surface. In fact, there are many people protecting me in secret, but they are all hiding in the dark."

"This time, I came with a mission, to retaliate against the traffickers here!"

When she said this, the old man instantly felt relieved, much relieved.

He took it for granted that Wan Ning was sent by the government or the garrison to inquire about intelligence, or that he was just a bait.

Pitying her young age, it would be dangerous to do this task by herself, so she covered her mouth and nose with her hand like Wan Ning, and whispered to her: "Did you see those stalls with straw stuck in them?"

"Those are the stalls of human traffickers."

Wan Ning was startled after hearing this sentence, she was wondering just now, could it be that these stalls still sell straw?

Is it still strange that someone will come here to collect straw?
Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a stall of human traffickers!

Wan Ning really hated human traffickers, so she immediately looked at the two straw-strewn stalls on Dalang's side in disgust.

She didn't care about the stalls with straw on the grassland.

The Tartars on the grassland sell Tartars, what does it matter to her as a big bastard?

To prevent herself from blaming others, Wan Ning cautiously asked the old man, "Are they legal?"

In Dayang, there are official human traffickers who legally traffic in human beings, and they are certified by the government.

Of course there are also illegal ones.

The old man replied to her: "Those who are legal will not come here."

"The human traffickers who come here have all the goods they have stolen from the street."

Wan Ning nodded to show her understanding, and then said to the old man, "Master, please do your work first, and I'll come to you later when I'm done."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the old man to say anything, she turned and left.

Wan Ning walked casually, while looking around with ignorant eyes, to see if anyone was looking at her with ulterior motives.

Then he opened up his mental power and monitored the entire black market.

The black market is neither big nor small, and her spiritual power can not only cover it all, but also have a surplus.

Wan Ning "sees" with her mental power that the black market has become busy because of her arrival.

The two traffickers of different forces on Dahang's side looked at Wan Ning with a scrutinizing look on their faces.

But they were all watching, and did not act rashly.

And the Tartars took action.

Regardless of whether they were originally human traffickers or not, when they saw Wan Ning entering the black market alone, they all turned into human traffickers, trying to snatch her away.

First of all, the patrol team in the black market blocked the two entrances and exits of the black market intentionally or unintentionally.

Also, on the second floor of the inn not far away, someone was talking, and the content of the conversation was to come down and capture him alive, or let his subordinates capture him alive.

Moreover, according to their conversation, the people on the second floor are divided into three parties.

Every force wants to "want" itself, and is now arguing endlessly about how to "divide" itself.

Wan Ning wanted to laugh, but she did.

These people are really arrogant, they are sure that they will catch them even before they have fought against themselves?
Where did the confidence come from?
If it were any other little girl, maybe they would really catch her.

Wan Ning was originally glamorous, but because of her young age, there was a bit of youthfulness and childishness in this glamorousness, which was a bit contrary and contradictory, but it was unexpectedly eye-catching.

Now this smile is like breaking the ice, the spring returns to the earth, the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, which makes people feel refreshed.

The three young Tartars on the second floor of the inn were all stunned and couldn't take their eyes off for a moment.

These three teenagers are the sons of the leaders of the three super tribes.

Bamu Guerjia, the son of the leader of the Muzhe tribe, is the strongest warrior in the grassland.

Namusong Hasuula, the son of the leader of the Shepherd Tribe, is the bravest warrior on the grassland.

Alatancang Hasbagan, the son of the leader of the Wuliang tribe, is the smartest warrior on the grassland.

(End of this chapter)