Six Hundred and Seventy-Nine, Touch Porcelain in the Black Market

In the dim black market in the air-raid shelter, you can only see a yellow tungsten bulb above your head every ten meters or so, emitting this hazy light.

The reason why it is hazy is because the air quality underground is really bad.

There is definitely no shortage of money in the black market. Everyone who comes in needs to pay 10,000 yuan to enter the door. It stands to reason that the underground decoration can be better and brighter.

But the black market did not do this, as if it was designed to let everyone survive in the dark light, to make each other look down on each other, so as to hide their respective identities.

Fortunately, Ren Xiaosu and Yang Xiaojin are not hypocritical people, and they have also stayed in worse environments.

Yang Xiaojin said softly while walking: "There are not many official members of Anjing Temple, but many people underestimated the number of A-level killers in Anjing Temple. Some A-level killers are also members of the consortium. A-level killer status, in order to get some information. In the past, they did not show up for most of the operations, but this time, I believe that many big names in the consortium will be interested in the No. 001 test subject, so I guess, the people gathered this time There will be a lot of people."

"Then, since Anjing Temple knows that there are so many informants in the organization, why doesn't it screen the qualifications for holding mobile phones more strictly?" Ren Xiaosu asked curiously.

"Of course, Anjing Temple has its own set of screening criteria. There are special people who detect each mobile phone account," Yang Xiaojin explained, "They don't mind people from the consortium being among the killers, just like now, people from these consortia I'm afraid it will come in handy. As you can see, there are even B-level and C-level people who received the text message this time. They are afraid that there will be few people coming, but they are not afraid that there will be many people coming. Anyway, the holy mountain is not Anjing Temple. The site, no matter who comes to disturb the situation, it is also the situation of Tinder, because Anjing Temple is using the benefits of Tinder to attract them to come here."

At this time, Ren Xiaosu suddenly felt that the killers under Anjing Temple seemed to be tools for Anjing Temple itself.

Now that Anjing Temple attracts so many people to the holy mountain, I am afraid that this route must be abandoned. After all, there are probably not many of these people who can come out alive.

"How many black markets like this are there in the entire barrier alliance?" Ren Xiaosu asked.

"That's a lot, but most of them are unstable, and the stable ones are at the junction of several consortiums, regardless of the area," Yang Xiaojin explained: "The one we are in, and the city of Los Angeles, are all in the consortium. Survive in the cracks."

"The purpose of your coming here is to hope to follow the team from Anjing Temple into the mountain?" Ren Xiaosu asked, "Will you be recognized?"

"No," Yang Xiaojin shook her head: "I don't have much contact with Anjing Temple, even if I know people, they are all logistics. And if there are many people coming, the flow of people will definitely enter the holy mountain in batches. My aunt and the others will definitely not appear in such a conspicuous place."

"The person you know... is Dong Lingnan?" Ren Xiaosu asked suddenly. He remembered that he had met Dong Lingnan in Los Angeles.

"That's right, Dong Lingnan is one of them," Yang Xiaojin said, "Her teeth haven't fully grown yet, so she can only serve as a support for the time being..."

There are countless rooms connected side by side in the air-raid shelter. There are no doors in the rooms, just simple curtains.

When passing by a room, Ren Xiaosu happened to overhear the people inside discussing: "That white mask also appeared, and he seemed very interested in encircling and suppressing Pyrotech."

Another person said: "After all, when he first appeared at Fortress No. 73, he was also the main force in intercepting and killing Tinder Company in the first battle of the fall of East Lake. This logic makes sense. But your information is not particularly valuable. He didn't say that he has any superpowers, and he doesn't know his identity, not even the identity of a sniper, and you must have heard it from someone else, and you were not there at the time, so this second-hand information is not from your own eyes See,

There will be another discount, and I will give you 10,000 at most. "

"Ten thousand is too little!"

"Listen to me, aren't you going to follow the people from Anjing Temple into the holy mountain? I guess that white mask will definitely go too. At that time, you only need to confirm his ability, and I will give you half a million to confirm his identity." Give you another one million, and the identity of a sniper is worth half a million!"

Ren Xiaosu glanced at Yang Xiaojin next to him, and Yang Xiaojin glanced at him and said in a low voice, "Are you trying to sell yourself?"

"Who is eavesdropping outside?" The people inside opened the curtain and rushed out when they heard the movement outside: "My information is priceless, and since I heard it, I will give you money."

Ren Xiaosu was speechless for a moment, and the people inside didn't hear what they said, they just rushed out to ask for money when they saw someone outside, while Yang Xiaojin handed over ten thousand with a smile, turned around and left.

"So I'm giving them the money?" Ren Xiaosu was unhappy: "Why should I give it to them?"

"This is the rule of the black market," Yang Xiaojin said with a smile: "The rooms in this black market have no doors, which gave birth to another kind of business, Pengci. The people inside may have heard our footsteps, so they deliberately said that those rotten Let us listen to the information on the street, as long as you listen, you must pay, and it doesn’t matter if you don’t pay, but you will not be able to enter this black market in the future.”

"Take information to touch porcelain..." Ren Xiaosu smashed his mouth: "The forest is really big and there are all kinds of birds. You already knew this rule, why didn't you remind me?"

Yang Xiaojin smiled and said: "I forgot too, but it doesn't matter, doesn't this person also want to enter the holy mountain, it seems that they are together, and the money will not be lost."

Ren Xiaosu looked at the girl's back from behind, thinking that sometimes this girl is darker than himself.

The two walked forward until Yang Xiaojin saw a sign in the long corridor of the air-raid shelter, and then turned into the room.

The mark is not complicated, it is a triangular imprint formed by the intersection of three straight lines.

It seems that this is the mark of Anjing Temple.

Before that, Ren Xiaosu didn't know much about the underground world, and Zhou Yingxue only knew a little about it, so Yang Xiaojin took him into the air-raid shelter, as if revealing another world to him.

After opening the curtain, Yang Xiaojin looked around first, and continued walking in after she confirmed that none of the twelve people in the room knew her.

The people in the room looked at Ren Xiaosu and Yang Xiaojin, but found that one of them was wearing a hood and the other was wearing a peaked cap, and they couldn't see their faces clearly. Then everyone put away their gazes from each other, and only one gaze remained. He stared at Ren Xiaosu fieryly.

Yang Xiaojin whispered: "I don't know anyone."

Ren Xiaosu had a toothache: "I have..."

At this time, Da Huyou was sitting steadily in the room, showing a mouthful of big yellow teeth and smiling happily at Ren Xiaosu...