The capital is still prosperous, everything seems calm, but in fact the waves are surging, and there are many yamen runners on the streets, and you can even see the people in the inspection department vaguely.

It seems that the best-selling departure made those guys eagerly prepare to take action.

With these worries, it seems aimless, but in fact it is very targeted to pass through the streets and alleys, and come to a teahouse. At the reception of the friend, I ordered a pot of Biluochun and a few plates of desserts.

Soon, a man rushed over, sat down, picked up the teapot and drank it. It was Yu Kui.

The last time I went to the black market, it was his channel, and the same is true this time. I hope to use his news to go to the black market again.

"Tell me, what's the matter with me in such a hurry?"

"Why, are you very busy lately?"

Fan Yu was surprised to see him taking the time to come. He knew that this guy was an unemployed vagrant and completely stayed with his friend's house, which was to introduce him to a practitioner who joined the Star Gazing Tower.

Yu Kui rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Who isn't busy these days? The ancestors did not return to Daxia, and most of the cultivators in Beijing left, but their industries and the needs of subsequent cultivation resources must be eliminated and solved."

"Then you won't leave?"

"I came to the capital from other places, why did I leave? Besides, where can I go after leaving the capital? I also wander around. I still have some chances to stay in the capital. Those guys can't kill them all. Is it really killing all of us immortal cultivators?"

A sensible person... Fan Yu looked at his big and thick appearance and grinned: "At most I'm just a difficult situation... I'm here to come to you today. I want to ask you to introduce you. Is there a black market in the south of the city recently?"

"black market?"

Yu Kui looked at Fan Yu in surprise and nodded: "There are, there are, and there are quite a few. After all, there are too many guys who leave Beijing and have to deal with more things. But I know your situation, how can you have money?"

"No, but I have this."

Fan Yu clicked the cloth bag on the table. Yu Kui hesitated, opened the cloth bag, and took out two boxes, one big and one small.

"This is?"

Seeing Fan Yu's mysterious words, Yu Kui gently opened the gap and looked in. He was shocked and screamed in a panic: "Dan, Dan Wan?"

Immediately I noticed my loss of composure and looked around and looked around. The teahouse was noisy and no one paid attention to it, and I secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is this what you made?"

Then he lowered his voice: "Maybe it the one who stayed at the senior partridge."

Fan Yu sneered and glanced at him: "Is it difficult to make pills?"

Yu Kui was choked. His pussy was too sudden and caught off guard, but it was shocked enough.

Although he did not know the alchemist, he had heard of the difficulty of making alchemy for a long time. Since the prices on the market have always been high, and precious alchemy pills are hard to find, you can imagine it.

His eyes gradually became hot, and he licked his tongue, suppressing his excitement and excitement: "Since you have succeeded, why go to the black market? We fellow Taoists in Star Gazing Tower, but these are very scarce."

Nonsense, of course I know... Fan Yu coughed, took a sip of tea, and said leisurely: "This pill is the big box, the waste pill becomes poison, and the small box is unknown in its medicinal properties. Although it is not a poison pill, I dare not give it to you fellow Taoists randomly."

"Poison Pill?"

Yu Kui was startled, and he felt like he was touching a poisonous snake. He suddenly retracted his hand and even used his true energy to check whether he was poisoned. It took him a long time to carefully push the box back.

After that, he looked at Fan Yu in a complicated way and sighed quietly: "So, you alchemists are the most terrifying... I don't know how many people you want to cheat this time."

In the black market, freedom of buying and selling, the quality of things depends entirely on your eyesight and knowledge. If you pick up a vacancy, it is your ability, and if you are cheated, it is your own bad luck.

...

The reason why black markets are called black markets is literally a shameful market.

As the five major urban areas, the south of the city is actually one of the four major urban areas. The area is quite large and the personnel are extremely complex, so naturally many places where sunlight cannot be exposed to it.

In a dilapidated alley, the residents were mostly dressed in rags, yellowish complexion, and thin bones. Their eyes were filled with a hint of alertness and fear towards strangers. They turned their heads with their backs on their bodies and faced the walls and did not dare to look at them.

This is a gathering place for a gang. It is doing the dock to transport goods on the surface, and secretly doing some shameful things.

When you walk in, the more complicated the people you come and go, probably some young people with fierce eyes and no concealment of greed.

Some people even deliberately showed off the bone-clearing knife hidden around their waists and looked at the two of them unrestrainedly.

Fan Yu frowned, a little impatient, but Yu Kui had no expression on his face. Suddenly, he turned around, grabbed a young man who was about to run into.

"I don't want to cause trouble, I don't want to die, just get out."

The young man with his neck was flushed, but he didn't beg for mercy, and his eyes were filled with fierce light: "Dare you, dare to find fault here, you..."

Before he finished speaking, he was slapped by Yu Kui and then his hand whipped the wall, leaving a deep scratch.

The gang members were stunned and quickly made way. Those who can get involved in gangs will naturally know who can provoke and who cannot provoke.

Fan Yu glanced at them with his head tilted, shook his head and followed Yu Kui away.

If you can develop to this scale, you have not been taken over. You have already managed it. At least the police in these streets will turn a blind eye. As long as you don’t make a big deal, you can only be regarded as invisible.

At the end of the alley, there was a courtyard that was opened left and right. There were three or four sturdy men in front of the door. In the winter, they wore short shirts, exposed a pair of dark and thick arms, and looked at the two indifferently.

Yu Kui threw a wooden sign over, and then put on a mask and a cloak in front of several people.

Fan Yu curled his lips and put on a mask in his own way. He didn't mind these people seeing his true face. As the black market scattered, it was almost impossible to meet again. Even if his face was exposed, it would be too difficult to find someone in the vast crowd.

Moreover, as long as these people are not stupid, they will not reveal their appearance.

After entering the interior, someone led the way, and he had no words all the way to the side courtyard next door. The area was wide and there were dozens of people in the middle, each of whom was wearing strange clothes, his breath was converging, and he could not tell his identity at all.

The two separated in a tacit understanding, but not far apart. Fan Yu did not rush to take out the pills, but wandered around.

After scanning the whole circle, many people came again. After a rough look, they found that there were nearly two hundred people.

I was secretly smacking my tongue, how dare the black market be so rampant?

He hesitated for a while and went to the room where several people in masks were not showing their breath, but they were quite strong and had a bulging robes. He knew at a glance that they were qi-training men.

Throw a bag of money, then take a mat from the side and go out.

Money is the venue fee, and the black market organizer sets the price. This time, you need 300 yuan. You don’t need to pay for things to trade, but you need to sell things.

It seems strange, but in fact it is a black market rule. It can be used to exchange goods with stalls for people, but it cannot be used to buy and sell them privately.

If you break the rules, you will be expelled at the least, and if you are seriously unable to go out.

This is the black market.

I found an empty place, put the mat on the ground, took out two boxes and placed it on it, and soon five or six people gathered around me.

Fan Yu opened the box, revealing the slightly yellow pill inside, causing a stir.

Originally, the black market rules did not allow sound, but Danwan was so rare that it attracted everyone to come and see it.

More and more people were watching, but no one asked for the price.

Seeing that it was almost the same, Fan Yu took out the prepared note, with a line of words written on it: "Supreme elixir, enhance cultivation, five pieces and one thousand rounds."

As for the medicinal properties? He doesn't know and can't say it. Strengthening his cultivation is even more nonsense. If you believe it, believe it, forget it if you don't.

As for the black market, it is a place to study eyesight.

Although everyone didn't believe it, the word "enhanced cultivation" was so tempting. Someone immediately stretched out his hand and threw down a stack of money tickets, which was enough to be ten thousand yuan.

Fifty pieces?

Fan Yu blinked and looked at the man hesitantly. Is he so rich? Am I selling cheap?
Chapter completed!