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Chapter Twenty-Three(1/2)

It was already the second half of the night, but Shinian Street was still very lively.

Passers-by shuttled and countless vendors were still selling along the streets.

Shinian Street is not wide, but it is very long. The stalls in it are not fixed. The place where fish is sold tonight may become a chicken-killer tomorrow.

Liu Ruiying didn’t know where Da Lao Jiang’s stall was.

However, according to the previous rules, he must have already bought the stall at this time.

When Liu Ruiying brought everyone back to the shop of the Monan barbarians, he first threw away all the food inside, including the dry side dishes and the smelly dried tofu.

Then he found a rag from somewhere and prepared to wipe all the tables, chairs and benches in the shop. However, Tang Zhongsong ordered Park Jung-hong to do this work.

Park Jung-hong is worthy of having done things in the big mansion. He cleaned the small shop in a few seconds. He also bought a few lamps from the next door and lit them, which immediately became brighter.

Just as everyone was admiring the brand new shop, the wine 3.5-half headed into the deep storage room and stayed for about a cup of tea. When they came out again, they held a pottery jar in their hands, and their faces were full of pride.

"This jar of wine is fine?"

When Liu Ruiying saw that the sealing mud at the mouth of the jar had been removed, he knew that three and a half of the wine should have been identified.

"Not only is there no problem, it is also a very rare and good wine!"

Jiu Sanban said.

Liu Ruiying sounded a little incredible.

Of course he knew the attainments of Jiu Sanban, but he had never seen Jiu Sanban praise any wine like this.

No matter how famous the wine is, I have drunk three and a half of the wine in Bogu Tower. Some of them smacked their lips, and some nodded. This is the first time I have such a big appreciation.

It seems that those wines that nodded and meant to be good wine have become difficult to eat at this moment. There are people outside of them, and there are better wines, but I didn’t expect it to be in this inconspicuous place.

High-quality is already a good word.

It's hard to meet.

Even more rare.

Only rare treasures are described as rare, which shows how satisfying this wine is.

Liu Ruiying nodded, asked Park Jung-hong to move out all the clean tables, chairs and benches, and asked Sanhanjiu to pour out a bowl of wine from the jar and pour it directly on the ground in front of the store.

The fragrance of wine soared into the sky, causing a stir in the crowd, and gradually approached here.

At the same time, in a remote alley on Shinian Street, the bells of the third day can be vaguely heard.

A very dilapidated empty room, candlelight came from.

The house is full of people.

Judging from their clothes, they are nothing more than some idle rogues who are idle during the day.

Of course, such a group of people will not do anything good when they get together.

However, there are also several soldiers wearing armors of three-way soldiers patrolling the city, which makes it even more intriguing.

The candlelight shone on everyone's faces, and each face was squeezed together, not airtight.

Even the light could not pass through their bodies and project onto the surrounding white walls.

However, the people who squeezed together had a good understanding.

They bent down at the same time, without saying a word, but at the same time they raised their waists, straightened their backs, and leaned back. They either cursed and said the dirtiest and the ugly words, or laughed wildly.

Whenever their bodies lean back, light can emerge from the gap between them and project onto the uneven wall.

Not only is the door of this broken house broken, but the windows are also broken.

Occasionally, a midnight wind blew in, and the candlelight could not help but shake for a while. The figures of the people were pulled longer, as if they were jumping on the wall.

This swaying figure does not belong to any dance on earth.

If there are outsiders present, you will definitely feel scared after watching it.

Because with just one glance, you can capture all the souls of a person, and there is no way to be prepared for it.

But if there are people who are clear-headed, they can see endless greed from these shadows on the wall.

It was like the evil spirits burned by the fire in hell, with their teeth and claws spreading, as if they would be pulled down at one glance, and there would be no residue left after all.

The bet began two hours ago.

It happened to be the first wave of vendors on Shinian Street to close their stalls.

This time is very special for Shinian Street.

The first wave of vendors closed their stalls, countless shoulder poles and pulling carts, but they blocked the vast streets.

Taking advantage of this stall, many rogues walked into the street, and a few of them turned around and twisted, and came to this empty house.

That was the first update.

It was also the time when the city patrol soldiers in the Sanwei army passed by Shinian Street.

This is the case every night in this empty house.

But for some reason tonight, the atmosphere in the room was really much more solemn than usual, and even the shaking candlelight revealed a little murderous aura.

It's midsummer now.

The night is not cool either.

The empty house is not big, and so many people are crowded together, no one is sweating. Compared to the exciting bet, this is even more surprising.

The dealer holding the sun is shirtless.

I only wore shorts on my lower body.

No one would wear this way except in his own home or in the bathroom or bathhouse.

Fortunately, there are all men in the house now.

In theory, men have the same gender, so there should not be any concerns.

But only men know.

The most unrelaxed relationship between men is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is

A man must be embarrassed to face another man with his shirtlessness and take off his pants. But if he is facing a woman, it will be very different.

If this man has a good figure and is confident enough to his little brother, he may take off his clothes faster.

The same is true for women. If they have delicate and delicate figures and bright skin, they will be willing to show it. However, most of them are either empty on their chests, uneven abdomen, with fat, or too thick thighs. These shortcomings are revealed. Compared with the perfect figure on the side, they are afraid that they will never look at their body again.

The dealer obviously didn't want to face a group of big men taking off their clothes, but he had reasons to take them off.

He had a vermilion dragon tattooed on his back.

Or a dragon.

Anyway, these idle rogues don’t know the difference between dragons and dragons. In their eyes, they are all the same, they are all called dragons.

But what they know is that the "dragon" cannot be tattooed on the body at will.

During the dynasty period, this was a totem that only the emperor could use.

Although the five kings are now governing together, the habits of the old and the young are still deeply rooted in the people.

I used to tattoo this, but I lost my head and lost my life.

Now the old people say that the "dragon" is too hard and heavy, and most people can't stand it.

But since the dealer dares to tattoo "dragon" on his back, you can imagine how confident he is of his fate.

He must have felt that he was even stronger than the emperor's fate. Only when the emperor was called the true dragon emperor dared to tattoo dragons, but no one worshiped him, so he was so confident.

If you wear your clothes neatly, you will not be able to see them.

Fengyuetian is most afraid of credit, and casinos are most afraid of spending thousands.

One dragon can shock most rogues with one dragon on the back.

Especially the dealer is still very young.

The face is only in his early twenties, and it will definitely not exceed twenty-five.

If the dragon on his back was missing, I would have been in chaos in this empty house.

The young face and dragons that do not match their identity are enough to be deterred. Even if they think this young man has no background, they should be concerned about his courage and courage to tattoo dragons.

Such people cannot be provoked. If they take action, they will probably fight with their lives. They will make money, not waste their lives.

His skin was very fair, as if he had never been sunbathed.

In fact, that's exactly the case.

This "black casino" that was not reported in the government can only open quietly at night.

For the rest of the time, this is an empty and dilapidated house.

The higher the sun, the more fragrant the dealer sleeps.

But he doesn't live here, he just starts on time and on time every night.
To be continued...
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