After wearing a book, the sickly tyrant only acts like a spoiled child in my arms

Chapter 292

The carriage entered the city on its front foot, and the grandpa and grandson duo came on the back foot.

An old man was wearing a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat, holding a small bamboo pole in his hand, hunched over and carrying a bamboo basket, in which several big, smelly catfish were placed.

His eldest grandson was wearing coarse sackcloth and a gray cloth over his eyes, leading the other end of his small bamboo pole and following behind him.

"Sir."

"Sir."

The old man yelled twice tremblingly. The military guard was busy changing shifts and didn't want to talk to him at all.

One minute before I got off work, another customer came suddenly, even a worker would cry!

He said impatiently, "Old man, what are you doing in the city?"

The old man said slowly in that hoarse voice, "I went to the city to sell fish to my eldest grandson and buy medicine to treat his eyes."

Hearing a word from him, the military guard was almost dying of anxiety, and his heart became more and more irritable.

The military guard frowned and glanced at the old man, then looked at the blind grandson behind him, suddenly stretched out his hand, and tore off the gray cloth that his grandson was blindfolded.

If Su Jiuer saw this scene, she would definitely laugh out loud.

Because the face under the gray cloth strip is obviously Song Xingshi.

He didn't even put on a disguise.

The face was gray and haggard, only the eyes were clear and clear, staring straight ahead without blinking.

The military guard was immediately attracted by his eyes, and couldn't help frowning, "Is he blind?"

With such a pair of delicate and clear eyes, he obviously didn't believe it.

As he spoke, he drew out his sword and shook it in front of him, making a threatening gesture of gouging out his eyes.

The eyes didn't even move.

It seems to be really invisible.

The old man explained again, "Mr. Jun. His eyes were really...brought out of a blind mother's womb."

Before he finished speaking, the military guard waved impatiently, "Let's go."

And so they were let into the city.

the reason is simple.

Although Song Xingshi is in the same party as Yan Yunxiao, he has always been making suggestions in the dark, and Qi Wang's party has no idea that there is such a person beside Yan Yunxiao.

So his generous appearance dispelled the suspicion of the military guards.

Because in the search notice received by the military guards in private, there were only portraits of Yan Yunxiao, Su Jiu'er, Ziling and others, and Song Xingshi was not among them.

The so-called most dangerous place is the safest place, which is probably what it is now.

When the military guards realized it later, the two had already wiped out their traces in the city.
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Since ancient times, the gambling house has been the most mixed place. After Mazi and Fatty entered the city, Fatty was left alone to sell eggs in the market, while Mazi followed the flow of people who got up to buy in the morning and drove the carriage into "Shenshou Village" ".

After Mazi entered, he drove the carriage into the backyard. The boy from "Shenshou Zhuang" first looked at Mazi's clothes, then looked at the big box on the carriage, and then came forward to add feed to the horse.

He asked, "My lord, today is bound to be a big game, right?"

Mazi glanced at him, then smiled disdainfully, "Do you guys have any new ways to play?"

The boy's eyes changed, and he said seriously, "No."

Mazi hit the box with his thumb. "I have it."

The boy and Mazi looked at each other, and they both fell silent.

After a while, the servant smiled and said, "It turns out that you are a regular customer. Our boss invites you in for a cup of tea."

As he spoke, he called two colleagues to come and carry the boxes on the carriage into the house.

At this time, the sky was already bright, and when Mazi entered the room, he saw the man who was called "the owner" by the boy. He was wearing a crimson silk dress, with a Chinese character face with big thick eyebrows, and a sturdy beard growing on both cheeks. It's not easy to mess with.

The boy whispered something in his ear, and the man glanced at Mazi, then turned his gaze to the big black box that was brought in.

He said to Mazi, "Little brother, where did this new way of playing come from?"

Mazi smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's all dry goods, and there will be no follow-up lawsuits."

Obviously, the above conversations are all rumors in the industry.

The so-called fresh gameplay probably means that there are new things in the box.

There is no follow-up lawsuit to explain that these "population goods" have no background background, and are even sold voluntarily by family members, so there will be no follow-up trouble finding someone to find them.

'Boss' listened and nodded.

He put down the teacup in his hand and walked to the side of the box.

Mazi opened the box a little with great interest, and the owner glanced at it, and saw half of a thin face inside.

He snorted and frowned.

It seems that he is not satisfied with the "goods appearance" of Mazi.

Even if he didn't say it, Mazi knew that, except for the one picked up later, the other girls were dark and thin, and couldn't be sold for any good price at all.

Mazi rubbed his hands, pinched and smiled, "They're all in business, let me open it anyway, the price is negotiable."

If he doesn't transfer these goods out, maybe he will fold them in his hands, that's all, let alone the rumors, it will cost to keep these few goods these days, right?

The officers and soldiers outside conducted such strict inspections, and he was terrified and terrified to do this job, and every step was difficult.

Just throw it away and forget it.

The owner heard this, squinted his eyes and thought for a while, and then said to Mazi, "Well, come to me to play a game at Haishizheng."

Although he doesn't like these few goods, there are many people who are 'out of stock' in the black market.

In good conscience, he is indeed the owner of a serious gambling house, and he does not deal in human population.

But there are so many businessmen coming and going in the gambling house, as a middleman, providing venues and contacts, and getting some kickbacks, he can only earn a share.

After hearing this, Mazi was still puzzled for a while, the boss had already left the house, and the servant left behind gave him a meaningful smile.

"Our boss asks you to come, so you come, and I guarantee you won't lose."

After saying this, he also went out.

Mazi is not sure, but when Lao Hei gave them the goods, he was talking about "Shenshou Zhuang". Lao Hei should not lie to them. There is no good fruit to eat.

After thinking about it, he finally sat down on the chair with his hands crossed over his chest, and sat until the hour of the hour.

During the period, the fat man came and was invited into the house by the servant, and the two of them sat together and stared at each other until it was dark.

With a "kuang", the servant pushed open the door and sat up the drowsy two in shock.

The little servant giggled, "My lords, the hour of Hai is approaching, and it's time to start."

Mazi and Fatty immediately pulled up their spirits, carried the big box together, and followed the boy around in "Shenshou Zhuang".

They entered one room and exited another, there were about three or four rooms, Fat and Ma couldn't figure out whether it was the servant leading them around in circles or whether the terrain in "Shenshouzhuang" was built so complicated.

Just as I was about to ask, I suddenly entered another room.

The servant pushed the bed away, removed the wooden boards on the ground, and revealed a dark tunnel.

(End of this chapter)