Siheyuan: I am a trader in both worlds!

Chapter 452 Black Market Turmoil
"This is the legendary black market? Just a dark alley? It doesn't look like much."

"So what do you think it should be like?"

"Even if it's not bustling with activity and red lanterns hanging high, it should at least look like a market, right? There's nothing here, it's pitch black, what can you possibly tell from this?"

Ximen Lang was genuinely disappointed with the black market before him.

You have to understand that he had always imagined the scene of the Black Mountain Demon marrying Nie Xiaoqian in A Chinese Ghost Story, or at the very least, the scene of the Yue Lai Inn or the Longmen Inn in martial arts novels.

But what happened? Forget about all that, they couldn't even compare to the Tongfu Inn in the TV series "My Own Swordsman." They only had a dark, gloomy alley.

How could this not disappoint Ximen Lang?

Of course, he also knew that his visions were unrealistic.

So, although I was somewhat disappointed, it wasn't a very strong feeling.

He merely grumbled about the dark and shabby black market, and then, under Wen San's gaze that looked at him like he was an idiot, he shut his mouth.

Then, he was disgusted by a handkerchief with a strong, strange smell that Wen San handed him.

Ximen Lang, who was so disgusted by Wen San's handkerchief that he almost vomited, said irritably.

"Get this thing away from me before I lose my temper! What kind of nonsense is this, shoving it into my mouth!"

Seeing that Ximen Lang was starting to complain.

Wen San remained silent.

"We're going to the black market, my dear brother! When going to a shady place like this, of course we have to be well-covered! What if someone recognizes us? If some malicious people remember our faces and trace us back to where we live, wouldn't you be terrified?"

There's some truth to what Wen Sanhui said.

Because such things have happened before in the black market.

In fact, it's quite common!

Especially someone like Ximen Lang, who is obviously extremely fat and naive, is like a little white rabbit meeting a big bad wolf; he will definitely be targeted the moment they meet.

Ximen Lang also agreed with Wen San's statement, and he really didn't want to get involved in such trouble.

Although he wasn't afraid of being confronted at all.

It's one thing to agree with something, but another to not want to cause trouble for yourself.

He absolutely could not stand this smelly handkerchief.

He carefully pinched one corner of the handkerchief, then flicked it aside.

Enraged, Wen San blurted out a remark.

"Why did you throw it away!"

As Wen San was about to retrieve his handkerchief, Ximen Lang simply pulled two face masks out of his pocket.

Not in a good mood.

"It's just covering up, is it really that big of a deal? Just use a mask, why use that thing... I mean, Wen San, can't you pay a little attention to personal hygiene? It's been so long since you washed it, how can you even stand using it!"

Wen Sanxiong was utterly worthless!

Their fussiness about money left Wen San speechless.

He couldn't help but start muttering to himself.

"Don't you even know what time it is? You're still being so fussy. With your fussy ways, you deserve to be sent to Taiwan to grow sugarcane."

"What are you muttering about? Hurry up and put it on."

"It's nothing, it's nothing." Taking the mask from Ximen Lang, she looked at it and saw that the mask really did feel exceptionally smooth.

Wen San, who really couldn't bear to use it and didn't want to be as flashy as Ximen Lang, picked up the handkerchief that Ximen Lang had thrown away.

Under Ximen Lang's disdainful gaze, Wen Sanhun said nonchalantly.

"Whether you look down on me or not, I'm destined to be poor for life, so I'll just stick to using my own things. Anyway, I'm the one who put in the sweat, so there's nothing shameful about it."

Ximen Lang was at a loss for words.

Wen San, bowing and scraping, slowly walked towards the alley entrance, taking the lead.

Then, before they even reached their destination, several burly men emerged from the shadows and surrounded Wen San.

They also started paying attention to Ximen Lang's side.

I have no idea what they said, and I don't care what they were saying.

Ximen Lang, who considered himself invincible, acted like a big shot, casually looking around the alley with his hands behind his back.

Wen San returned shortly afterward.

"Brother Lang, it's settled. Normally, according to the rules, we need to clarify whether it's a purchase or a sale first, and then pay the entrance fee depending on the situation before we can go in. But seeing how flamboyant, no, how calm and collected you are, you must be someone who doesn't lack money. Today they're making an exception, so we'll just go in and not care about all that."

This was actually a subtle reminder to Ximen Lang that his flamboyant behavior meant he was being watched.

Unfortunately, Ximen Lang couldn't understand it at all.

Or to be more specific, it's because they're too lazy to understand.

Drop a sentence.

"Okay, let's go then."

Just like strolling through a park, without even glancing at those burly men, Ximen Lang strode directly into this mysterious black market.

Then, Ximen Lang, who was already disappointed, became even more disappointed.

how to say?

It's a pretty big street, but you can hardly see anyone.

There were hardly any vendors, which disappointed Ximen Lang, who had high hopes for the black market.
However, when he saw these few vendors selling their wares...

Soon, Ximen Lang's emotions were like a rollercoaster, going from disappointment to shock, and then quickly turning from shock to anger!
The shocking thing is that there are actually people buying things on the street in this black market!

Although there are only a few models in total, they still exist!

Especially when he learned from Wen San that these were just samples on display. Here, as long as you have money, you can get an anti-aircraft gun for free!
So shocked that he didn't know what to say, Ximen Lang simply fell silent.

Then, he found what he least wanted to see at another stall.

That's right, it was opium, which the Chinese people hated the most, and which Ximen Lang hated even more!

That is, porn!
This is the root cause of the chaos that brought countless pains to the Chinese people in modern times, and directly led the entire country and its 56 ethnic groups into an endless abyss!

But as it turned out, some people were brazenly setting up stalls on the black market to sell this!
They're selling to their own countrymen, their own compatriots!
How could this not infuriate Ximen Lang?
I really can't stand these beasts doing such a thing!
Even before entering, Ximen Lang had more or less realized that such things would definitely exist in a place like the black market, a place rife with filth and corruption.

But when he actually saw this scene, Ximen Lang was furious.

This is simply intolerable!

With a raised foot, Ximen Lang kicked the girl directly in the face!

(End of this chapter)