Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland.

Chapter 11
Seeing Lu Meng's tone loosened, Lao Lei's eyes lit up:
"Looking at the bags you are carrying, you must be selling things. Lao Lei, let me tell you. If you set up a stall by yourself, you not only have to pay the stall fee, but the sales will also be slow. I have a friend who specializes in buying things from scavengers, but it is not useful. , just for fun! I will introduce you to each other then...

"If you want to buy something, you will inevitably make mistakes when choosing the goods yourself. To be really reliable, you have to be...

"As for you, little brother, if you want to see..." Lao Lei said this, he came closer and lowered his voice, deliberately avoiding Huo Buyang.

"It would be a pity not to go to the 'Baixiyuan' to have a taste of the black market..."

What Lao Lei didn't notice was that the more Lu Meng listened, the more solemn his eyebrows became.

According to Lu Meng’s memory.

What this trafficker said was half-truth and half-false.

But that doesn't mean he's at least half-hearted.The more you try to hide lies within the truth, the more destructive it will be.

Among the places introduced by Lao Lei, there are both conscientious shops and unscrupulous merchants.

There are even some gold-selling caves like underground casinos.

As for Baixiyuan, you can tell just by the name, is this the place he should go?

It seems that this Lao Lei is not a serious broker. He probably received kickbacks from some stores. If there is a real newcomer to the black market and follows him, he will be eaten to the bone.

Thinking of this, Lu Meng no longer had a good face, and immediately led Huo Buyang to avoid this man.

"There are many good places. Anyway, just follow me...hey!"

Lao Lei was still boasting, but when he saw Lu Meng and others were about to leave, he said anxiously: "Young man, I think you have too much money to spend, so you must go shopping by yourself, why don't you believe in evil!"

Lu Meng patted Huo Buyang on the shoulder and motioned for him to go first.

“When you go to the entrance of the black market, there will be an old man who looks like a hawker sitting by the arch and puts 20 karat coins into his wooden bowl. That’s two people, one stall.

"Remember to be polite and go ahead."

Huo Buyang couldn't tell whether Lao Lei's words were true or false, but he knew from Brother Lu's tone and hints that this person was not a kind person. He took the bag from Lu Meng's back, carried it and ran towards the entrance of the black market.

After listening to Lu Meng's words, how could Lao Lei not know that this young man knew the rules of the black market very well, and that he had been caught in the trap he just said.

In anger, he actually chased Huo Buyang.

Snapped!
Lu Meng had already caught Lao Lei's wrist.

Judging from the shape of his hand, it was actually reaching for the money bag at Lu Meng's waist.

It turns out that when Lao Lei saw that the matter was revealed, he didn't really intend to force him any further.

But before leaving, he couldn't help but use the cover of chasing the young man to attract Lu Meng's attention. In fact, he was trying to take advantage of the opportunity.

Lao Lei's face changed, but he didn't show any fear at all: "This black market is not something you can come to if you want. Without us to lead the way, the rules have been broken. Not to mention, you still want to attack me..."

The dispute here and Lao Lei's deliberately loud voice had attracted the attention of passers-by in twos and threes, but they had no intention of intervening.

Some people even snickered, whether they were laughing at Lao Lei for his overturning, or at this young man for not understanding the rules.

Lu Meng let go of his hand.

"That's right..." Lao Lei made a move to rub his wrist, but suddenly punched out, directly into Lu Meng's temple!

From the strength of Lu Meng's grip, he had already judged that this young man's strength was only at the level of ordinary people, and he even seemed a little weak.

Even if he didn't let go just now, he could break free with a little effort.

Now that he has fallen out, he, Lao Lei, has never suffered a loss in all his years in this business!
Click!But it was blocked by Lu Meng's elbow that was bent in advance.

Just because the strength gap was too big, even if Lu Meng used his entire forearm and back arm to share the force, one blow was no longer fatal, but Lao Lei's fist also hit his face with his left arm used for defense.

Lu Meng groaned, his head buzzing.

[Basic attribute: toughness 5→7]

But at the same moment, Lao Lei was hit in the face by a long whip and fell to the ground.

The moment Lao Lei made a sneak attack, Lu Meng had already drawn his sword.

The blade struck Lao Lei's face, and because of the cushion of the cloth, it only left a shocking blood mark.

Actual combat level 17, trading injuries for lives.

At this hub, except for the elite-level full-time thugs in the gang, the actual combat experience of ordinary gangsters has long been inferior to Lu Meng's.

Lu Meng quickly regained his composure and shook off the cloth on the long knife, revealing its sharp edge.

Lao Lei was suddenly hit hard, half of his face was almost shattered, and he was still struggling on the ground, unable to get up.At this time, when he saw his face reflected in the light of the knife, he was so frightened that he woke up.

Even if a scavenger has an iron rod, he or she would rather show it off to intimidate others.

Like Lu Meng, he wrapped the knife tightly with a piece of cloth, making it look like a cane.

"Don't, don't." Lao Lei felt scared at this moment, "I am, I am..."

After half a sentence of "I am", Lao Lei couldn't think of any identity that could save him, so he could only say this sentence:

"You can't kill people in the black market..."

Hey, he raised the knife and dropped it.

[Actual combat level 17→18]

[Melee skills: machete 1→2 (entry)]

"Isn't this the black market yet?" Lu Meng calmly put away the knife and wiped the blood carefully with a cloth to prevent it from getting rusty.

The battle of life and death only lasted a few back and forth, and it was settled in a few breaths.

Lu Meng surrounded the surroundings, and those he glanced at quickly lowered their heads.

At the entrance of the black market, which was already deserted, the temperature seemed to have dropped a few degrees.

It's great, no one is standing up for it.

Sometimes indifference in the wasteland is a good thing.

But it’s also possible that there are too many people in Laoleikeng.

Lu Meng casually touched Lao Lei's body, and activated his level 15 skill. He could touch the corpse only for a moment, and there was no need to check it on the spot.

After thinking about it, he cut off a palm from the corpse and kept it for later use.

He also made a fortune.

Then he hurried to the black market entrance in the distance.

Huo Buyang, who had already received the token there, did not hide in the black market, but waited for him slightly nervously.

Xiao Huo's current strength is not good enough, and even holding the battle will be a disservice.

Knowing how to help him unload his bags in advance is already a tacit understanding of cooperation.

At this moment, the young man was approaching with a look of admiration.

"Brother Lu, you are so awesome!"

This was the first time Huo Buyang saw Lu Meng kill someone with his own eyes. Brother Lu's decisiveness and skill once again refreshed the young man's understanding.

At the same time, he was also secretly learning and summarizing his experience. If they were stopped by Lao Lei on the first day they came to the black market and exposed themselves as newcomers who did not understand the market, I am afraid that in the eyes of these people in the future, he and Brother Lu would be Just like a fat sheep walking around, sooner or later it will be eaten dry.

And Brother Lu's sword not only eliminated a broker with evil intentions, but also cut off possible future threats in public.

As for human life... For Huo Buyang, he didn't want to see himself and the people around him harmed.

Lu Meng smiled gently, took the bag and token, and then handed over to the vendor next to Huo Buyang.

"Mr. Tang."

The vendor looked like an ordinary old man, with a wooden bowl and a few bouquets of dried flowers in front of him.

There were a few Kai coins scattered in the wooden bowl.

If you didn't know better, you might think he was a beggar.

But Lu Meng knew that this was the black market’s Dinghai Shenzhen.

"Iron Arm" Tang.

Mr. Tang nodded.

"Good skills." The old man spoke slowly, but then made another comment.

"It's just that my body is a little weak."

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