Damn, the words "seeking money and killing people" were so righteous when she said it.

The matchmaker then said: Most of the men who come to our widow's town are abandoned by society.

For example, those who can't live without money, or those like you who are avoiding being hunted.

We can give them a place to live in peace and quiet, provided that they voluntarily sell their organs to us.

We don't force anything, so we are more humane.

Haha, I sneered.

It's really humane. It's the first time I heard that it's humane to kill people.

The matchmaker suddenly said: "If I let you take the position of Boss Park, not only will you not lose your life, but you will also enjoy endless glory and wealth. Are you willing?"

"Prosperity and wealth don't matter, I just want beautiful women and fine wine."

The matchmaker slapped the table and said, "Deal!"

"Tomorrow, you and I can go out and ship the goods together. As long as we pass the level of shipping tomorrow, everything will be fine."

I asked with some confusion: "Send a product, what is there to worry about?"

The matchmaker shook her head and said: "You don't know that. The person who contacted us is called Uncle Nan, and he is an old acquaintance with Park. If he discovers any clues or knows something, it will be very detrimental to us. There are still people above us.

Do you understand?"

I stretched out my hand and said: "Sister Matchmaker, I only went here because of you, a beautiful sister. It's none of my business whether I'm superior or not, and I don't want to know. I only know that I'm superior to you, and I only know that I'm superior to you."

I recognize you."

When the matchmaker heard this, she couldn't be too happy.

He said proudly: "Zhang San, it's my blessing to meet you. Park Ke did so to me just now. Fortunately, you took action. I should also thank you."

The matchmaker said, sitting down on my lap.

A pair of hands hooked my neck.

Just when the matchmaker wanted to talk to me, the cook came.

She brought a bowl of chicken soup to the matchmaker and I, who were sitting intimately together.

I feel a little uncomfortable in my heart. If the matchmaker hadn't just penetrated me, the cook would be sitting on my lap now.

The cook walked up to the matchmaker and said, "Chief, the chicken soup I prepared for you is ready."

The matchmaker didn't even look at it. She waved her hand and said, "Put it there!"

The cook happened to be bringing chicken soup over to me.

The matchmaker waved her hand, and the bowl of hot chicken soup was sprinkled on the matchmaker's legs.

ah……

The matchmaker jumped up in pain.

"Are you a fool? I asked you to put it there, which way do you go?"

With that said, the matchmaker ran to the kitchen and got cold water.

I glanced at the cook, she obviously did it on purpose.

I said with concern: "Cook, are you scalded?"

The cook giggled and shook her head.

I hurriedly went to the village doctor, and she took the burn ointment and applied it to the matchmaker.

Now the matchmaker was honest. She glared at the cook, her nose almost crooked with anger.

"Get out, get away."

The cook took the soup bowl and ran away with a smile.

I stayed with the matchmaker for a while, and then the matchmaker said that the place we are going to tomorrow is called the Ghost Market. It is a mixed place, and I have only been there twice.

You have a good rest tonight, there will be a big battle tomorrow.

When the matchmaker mentioned the ghost market, I was a little surprised.

Is this ghost market the same ghost market that the evil-proofing sword took me to?

The matchmaker then said: You must be wondering what a ghost market is.

Um!

Actually, the ghost market I'm talking about is not the ghost market you think of, but a night market that appears after dark.

The reason why it is called the ghost market is because this night market only appears after midnight and disappears at dawn, so it is called the ghost market.

I asked curiously: "What are they selling?"

There are a lot of things for sale, ranging from cars to frost color TVs to jade and treasures. Anyway, there is nothing you can’t buy except what you can’t imagine.

I was even more confused after hearing this. Who would be a serious person who would sell these things in a ghost market?

The matchmaker nodded and said: You are right, this ghost night market is actually a night market where stolen goods are sold.

Many people take stolen items to the ghost market to buy them.

For example, a new imported motorcycle must cost tens of thousands.

You can buy it in the ghost market for two thousand yuan.

The Frost color TV was stolen by thieves overnight.

I got it from the ghost market and sold it for a few hundred or even dozens of yuan.

Therefore, it attracts many people to visit the ghost market at midnight.

And the Uncle Nan I told you about, the person who receives the goods, is in the ghost market.

If you become familiar with Uncle Nan, will you have control over the entire supply chain?

Great, I will pass the news to Zheng Yahui when the time comes, so that they can coordinate internally and externally.

Thinking of this, I am still a little excited.

The matchmaker healed her leg injury and said, "You go back and have a good rest today. I will tell you the specific matters tomorrow."

Saying goodbye to the matchmaker, when I returned to the cabin, Jiujiu, Shiba and Dong Baobao were lying on the bed.

I was so exhausted that I couldn't get out of bed.

It just so happens that I can take this opportunity to go to the real ghost market.

Zhuang Youxian agreed to prepare ten bottles of the antidote for Mi Qing Powder for me tonight.

As soon as I arrived at the ghost market, I met the little girl again.
Chapter completed!