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Chapter 113 It's really hard to get off the tiger



Chapter 113 It's really hard to get off the tiger

After Jian Yue became familiar with these people, he began to inquire about them covertly.

"Auntie, do you know where I can buy some white flour without a ticket? I've been craving for it for a long time~"

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked towards her.

For a moment, the atmosphere seemed to freeze.

There was surprise, confusion, and a hint of vigilance in everyone's eyes.

Jian Yue's heart skipped a beat and she thought to herself, "Oh no! Was I too rash?"

Just when she was so embarrassed that she didn't know what to do.

Finally, an old lady spoke up.

The old aunt first looked around, then lowered her voice, "Girl! Don't ask about these things. But seeing how greedy you are, I'll tell you, go to the west street corner, there is a small alley, go to the end, you will see a group of dilapidated houses. Go and try your luck, but don't tell anyone what I told you."

When Jian Yue heard this, her eyes lit up immediately, and she quickly said gratefully: "Thank you, Auntie, I understand."

After saying goodbye to everyone, I rode my bike towards West Street Intersection.

When they were almost at the destination, Jian Yue put the bicycle back into the space.

Then quickly slipped into a secluded corner.

He skillfully began to disguise himself and put some paint on his face.

She wrapped her hair tightly with an old scarf and smeared some dust on her face to make herself look more aged.

Then, he changed into the old clothes that he had prepared in advance.

With her waist bent and her hands folded in her sleeves, she looked just like a middle-aged aunt.

Walking into this black market, it turned out to be an area of ​​abandoned, dilapidated houses.

Although it was broad daylight, the sunlight could only squeeze in through the broken roof and the gaps in the dilapidated windows, making the light here still dim and gloomy.

Just as Jian Yue was about to step forward, a burly gatekeeper appeared in front of her.

The gatekeeper looked alert and fierce, and asked in a low voice, "Are you here to buy or sell?"

Jian Yue's heart tightened, but she quickly calmed down and replied in a trembling voice, "Buy it."

The brother's words sounded very strange, but for a moment I couldn't remember why they were strange.

Upon hearing this, the gatekeeper unceremoniously extended a rough and calloused hand and said, "Pay two cents for the admission ticket."

Jian Yue didn't dare to delay and quickly took out the banknotes from her pocket and handed it over.

When we walked in, there were indeed quite a few people.

But unlike the lively scene imagined, everyone seemed extremely low-key and cautious.

Everyone was either walking hurriedly with their heads down, or talking in low voices in the corner, looking around from time to time.

Jian Yue observed carefully and found that almost everyone here was in disguise.

Some covered half of their faces with big hats, some covered their mouths and noses tightly with scarves, and the worst-case scenario covered most of their faces.

They moved cautiously.

This is quite different from the novels I have read!

Most of the black markets in the novel do not describe the deliberate disguise of other people, but only write about the protagonist.

But the scene before us is filled with only a depressing atmosphere and people's unconcealable tension.

Jian Yue moved slowly in the crowd, trying her best to look more natural.

I walked to a stall with some old hardware tools and worn watches on it.

The stall owner lowered his voice and asked, "Big sister, what would you like to order?"

Jian Yue didn't dare to show too much anxiety, and responded slowly, "Let's take a look first."

His eyes seemed to casually scan the items, but his mind was calculating rapidly.

Then, we walked to another stall.

There are some hand-woven baskets and rough pottery here.

The stall owner also had a mysterious look on his face, wrapped in a thick scarf, with only a pair of eyes showing.

“How much is this basket?”

The stall owner held up a few fingers and indicated a price.

"It's too expensive, be cheaper."

The stall owner shook his head and ignored her.

Jian Yue continued to move around in this black market, not missing any details.

Pay attention to people's conversations and observe the types and quality of goods.

I am also secretly figuring out the trading rules and potential risks here.

Before she had finished her visit to the black market.

Suddenly, four or five strong men appeared like ghosts and surrounded her in an instant.

Jian Yue's heart suddenly shrank, her body trembled involuntarily, and her face turned pale in an instant.

After a while, the man with a hideous scar on his face spoke slowly, "Auntie, our boss wants to see you!"

Jian Yue felt her head buzzing and her heart was as panicked as a thousand horses galloping.

But he pretended to be calm on his face.

His lips trembled slightly and his hands unconsciously clenched the corners of his clothes.

But there was nothing I could do but follow them obediently.

They passed through a narrow, dark passage and came to an even more secluded room.

The room was dimly lit, with only a small oil lamp emitting a faint light.

A heavyset man sat behind a rickety wooden table.

His body was like a small mountain, casting a huge shadow.

The man's eyes were as sharp as a hawk, staring at Jian Yue closely.

Jian Yue's throat seemed to be choked by something and she swallowed hard.

She lowered her head slightly, her eyes dodging, not daring to look him in the face.

Damn, what a bad start!

This man is as strong as a bull, so scary.

She still appreciates her man's muscular body more.

"What are you wandering around for?" The man's voice was low and majestic, and his eyes scraped back and forth on Jian Yue like a knife.

Jian Yue took a deep breath and said with gritted teeth: "I just want to buy some things for my family, nothing else!"

The man sneered, "Humph, don't think I don't know what you are up to. Tell me, are you here to test the waters?"

Jian Yue was shocked, her heart almost jumped out of her throat, "Boss, you misunderstood, I am really just an ordinary buyer, I swear to God!"

The man slammed the table, "How dare you talk back!"

With this slap, the dust on the table was blown up.

At this time, several strong men nearby took a step forward.

The momentum was as if he wanted to eat her alive.

Jian Yue suddenly felt a huge pressure, and her calves felt a little weak.

"I'll give you another chance, tell the truth!" The man glared at her, his eyes as big as copper bells.

Jian Yue bit her lip, her heart was in turmoil and her mind was racing.

How can this be done?

To say or not to say?

This is really a difficult situation, it's fatal!

Just as she was racking her brains to think of a solution.

The black market boss's eyes, as sharp as an eagle's, began to look her up and down carefully.

His eyes first fell on Jian Yue's fair and delicate neck.

Her skin was as delicate and smooth as a freshly peeled egg, which was totally inconsistent with the image of the middle-aged aunt she deliberately pretended to be.

Then, his eyes moved to Jian Yue's green fingers.

The fingers are slender and the nails are neatly trimmed, with no signs of years of work.


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