Ghost Shelter System

The ghost market was brightly lit, Qin Kun walked forward quickly, Feng Qiang followed behind.

The note written by the old man with missing teeth wrote about a place, which was a shop. The shop was very old, with a mottled plaque, and there were four characters written on it - 'Qiaoling Antiques'.

Downstairs in the shop, Qin Kun said: "Feng Qiang, listen to my instructions later."

Follow your instructions?

I've been wandering around here for so long tonight like a headless fly. Why should I listen to your instructions?

Feng Qiang wanted to complain, but found that Qin Kun had already rushed in.

Kicking open the door of the antique shop, Qin Kun's face was serious and evil. The shop was a small second floor with a wooden structure. On the first floor, a group of vicious clerks were sitting there playing cards.

Seeing Qin Kun come in, several people stood up quickly and gathered around: "Who are you? Do you know whose shop this is?!"

This group of guys held three-edged thorns in their hands and wore vests. The three-sided thorns were polished and shiny, with a cold and murderous light.

Qin Kun's eyes widened, and a tiger's roar seemed to burst out of his chest: "Who am I? Do you deserve to ask? Where is the person named Gu? You have been arrested!"

“The police don’t dare to arrest us, so who do you think you are!!”

In Qiaoling Antiques, there are all men who fight with each other. This kind of business of seeking money in graves and licking blood with swords has been banned by all dynasties. However, their actions are secretive and low-key. They are as tenacious as weeds and take root in the shadows. There will be no prosperity without destruction.

A lean guy with eyes like a jackal bared his teeth and licked his lips: "Damn it, you can enter Master Gu's shop too? Don't you think you have a long life!!!"

A sand blast was pointed at Qin Kun's head, but before he finished speaking, his wrist was suddenly pinched. Qin Kun's hands were like iron pliers, taking away all his strength. The sand blast fell and was caught by Qin Kun. He grabbed his wrist and kicked him in the stomach.

puff--

The lean guy was kicked up like a kite, then pulled back by Qin Kun's wrist, and then kicked again.

Two feet went down, and the sound of penetration was unbearable. The lean guy was kicked to a pulp, and he bent over and knelt down, vomiting blood.

Qin Kun carried the sand spray and walked upstairs.

Behind him, Feng Qiang felt secretly happy. He knew that Qin Kun could hit. When he was beaten, he wanted to peel off the skin of his eighteenth generation ancestor and cramp it up. But when he saw Qin Kun beating someone, it was not that satisfying.

Feng Qiang revealed his identity: "Open your thieves' eyes and see clearly. How dare you point sandblasting at the police? This alone is enough to kill you!"

After Feng Qiang finished speaking, he found that the people around him were silent and very satisfied.

In the past three years, he has changed a lot, and he has gradually learned to deal with people in the world.

As long as such a person who licks blood from his knife does not come out to endanger social security, Feng Qiang would rather turn a blind eye. After all, there are state laws and regulations, and if they make mistakes, even if the law enforcers don't know, their regulations will punish them. them. I heard Jing Sansheng say that the rules of the world can in some ways restrain these lawless people.

Feng Qiang put away his documents and followed Ruyi upstairs with Xuewen Ruyi in his arms.

At the entrance to the second floor, a person blocked Qin Kun's way.

He was an extremely kind man, wearing a silk shirt, and he cupped his hands and said, "Sir, I wonder what I, Qiaoling, have done to offend you?"

Don't talk around, don't talk nonsense, just ask the reason directly.

This kind of conversation was quite refreshing. Others gave him face. Qin Kun respected him: "No. I'm just looking for an excuse to meet Mr. Gu. Can you introduce me?"

The second floor is full of antiques. This kind of wooden building is the most vulnerable to theft. If you dare to put things here casually, you must be confident enough in your deterrence.

Once upstairs, there were several private rooms not far away. There were voices inside, so the person Qin Kun was looking for must be there.

The extremely kind man smiled and said: "Of course you can. It's just a sand blaster."

Qin Kun used his hands hard, and Sha Shang was crushed into a ball of garbage and thrown to the ground.

The man was stunned and smiled bitterly.

According to the rules of the river and lake, you must disarm your troops and remove your armor to show respect, but looking at the strength of this young man, I am afraid that he is the most deadly weapon.

The door to the private room opened, and Qin and Kun were led in.

There were three people sitting in the room, an old man in a black shirt, a young woman, and a shopkeeper-like person standing behind the young woman.

"Master Gu, this is your ability to deliver goods. This big piece of goods must be the only one that can be shipped out. I must trouble you Master Gu and give you this number after the work is completed, okay?"

The shopkeeper gestured his thumb to the old man, then gestured three fingers after the compliment, looking at the old man expectantly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the door was opened.

Gu Ye was pondering, thinking about the other party's proposal and the risks of this shipment, when suddenly the door was opened with an unhappy look on his face.

"Who? So unruly!"

In front of Mr. Gu, there were two young men. The one behind him was holding Ruyi, and the one in front was striding over with an evil look on his face.

"Who are you?"

Qin Kun heard the other party's question and threw the blood pattern Ruyi in Feng Qiang's hand.

"Is this your product?"

'Ding! mission completed! ’

In front of Qin Kun were an old man and a woman. The old man was wearing a black shirt, and the woman was sitting next to him, sipping tea.

The blood pattern Ruyi arrived in Master Gu's hands. Qin Kun ignored the horror on Master Gu's face and stared straight at the woman.

Her long hair is tied back, her eyes are beautiful, and her two jewel-like pupils are also looking at herself.

For a moment, Qin Kun's mind was fragmented. After the fragment, it seemed that the scenes in his eyes and the sounds in his ears were far away from him.

Then, huge waves of thoughts surged into Qin Kun's mind. Qin Kun didn't know when he was distracted, and he didn't know when he came back to his senses.

The woman casually grabbed it in the air, and the cigarette in Qin Kun's pocket ran into her hand at some point.

The woman lit a cigarette and curiously looked at the brand. Smiling towards Qin Kun: "Where did you buy this cigarette?"

Qin Kun slapped his head.

Have you been tricked by a ghost?

How is it possible? How is it possible to see her?

Feng Qiang noticed something was wrong with Qin Kun, as if he was about to faint, so he supported Qin Kun with one hand to prevent him from falling.

The woman seemed to have discovered this, moved out of a seat, and patted the futon beside her: "Are you feeling unwell? Sit here?"

Qin Kun felt a huge pain in his head, and suddenly his vision went dark, and he fell on the woman.

In the room, the old man was stunned, clutching his chest, his heart beating like a drum. He looked at the woman, and his back felt cold.

The shopkeeper next to him had a look of horror on his face and took two steps back. His calves were trembling and his teeth seemed to be trembling uncontrollably.

For a moment, Feng Qiang felt as if his heart was being tightened. There was a terrifying pressure, even greater than the pressure brought to him by the bureau!

He wanted to maintain calm and draw his gun, but his arms were shaking, as if there was an invisible pressure, which made people feel extremely frightened.

Qin Kun lay on the woman's body. The woman frowned, and a butterfly knife immediately appeared in her hand. The butterfly knife pierced the artery of Qin Kun's neck.

"stop!"

Feng Qiang finally pulled out his gun and pointed it at the woman.

The muzzle of the gun trembled along with his arm.

The tip of the butterfly knife hung above Qin Kun's neck and stopped.

Feng Qiang took out his ID, and the woman shook her head, then her beautiful eyes flashed with sternness as she looked at the jade Ruyi in Master Gu's hand.

"Gu Shunzi, do you dare to sell this kind of underworld weapon?"

The old man in black shirt was trembling all over, his old face wrinkled like a chrysanthemum: "Master Dudududu, this thing is not from me!!!"