"Also, take a look at the people walking here. Pull any of them out to see if they are all ordinary, ordinary people who cannot be more ordinary.
Look at these people on the street. I'm sure we're talking about 1,000 to 10,000. Humph, maybe no one walking around on the whole street is as strong as us.
So we don't even have a clue as to which movie we fell into the trap of the special people who rule here. "
Mai Fan was very cautious. For some reasons, he did not take the golden retriever directly to this street.
He stood at the intersection of this civilized black market and looked at the endless flow of streets and the shops with people coming and going.
He felt that there might be some things that he didn't need to go in and ask about. As long as he stood at this street corner long enough, it wouldn't take long for someone to come over and take them to where they should go.
And the fact that he is standing here motionless is a signal to the person who should lead the way and lead them forward.
I hope I didn't guess wrong.
The time he set for himself was exactly half an hour. If no one came to ask about them during this time and care about their whereabouts, that would mean it. His initial guesses and ideas were wrong.
So at that time, he walked in with the golden retriever, followed the other person's memory of where he went that night, and then walked around according to the original track.
But if his guess was correct... Thinking of this, a voice suddenly sounded behind them.
"Sir, I think you will be interested in visiting my boss."
You see, what he was looking for has arrived, and so has the person Mai Fan was looking for.
At this time, Golden Retriever was very surprised by Mai Fan's previous judgment. Although in his opinion, Mai Fan had done nothing, but no matter how stupid he was, he knew that the person they wanted to find was here.
So at this moment, Golden Retriever turned around and saw a slightly familiar man standing behind him.
"You, you, you, aren't you the waiter at the custom shop?"
Just one sentence made Mai Fan suddenly raise his head and turn to look at the young man responsible for entertaining them. Who is he? What role did it play in the whole incident?
Mai Fan was no longer interested.
What shocked him most now was the words coming out of Jin Mao's mouth.
Because no matter from his knowledge and his understanding of his teammates, the golden retriever and the owner of Private Kitchen are both straight men, and they will never enter a weird shop like Cowherd Love. human.
Perhaps it was because Mai Fan's expression showed too much shock. As soon as Golden Retriever saw it, he immediately understood what his big brother was thinking.
Regarding his eldest brother's terrifying speculation, of course he had to explain it clearly to himself as soon as possible.
"No, boss, I think you are really thinking wrong. What I call a custom spot is not a shop that serves men. This man just stands on the street at the door, helping those poor little girls who can't go to school. The customer’s commission staff!”
"Yes," at this time, the young man also smiled at Mai Fan: "I don't work in any Cowherd shop that provides services to men. I just work for those poor little girls who don't have tuition fees to go to school. We are kind people looking for a job.”
Well, Mai Fan knew that no matter what world they were in, no matter what status they were in, they could always find the most high-sounding reasons for themselves when they did something.
But this doesn't matter. Now that the other party has come over, what they are going to talk about next is not just meaningless nonsense.
"Yes, sir, you must be very clear about the purpose of my coming to you.
If you are really interested in us. Why not come with me to meet the real boss of our place.
Wait until you get there. Maybe our boss can give you the perfect answer to whatever you want to know.
So sir. Do you want to follow me? "
Mai Fan and Jin Mao looked at each other. Isn't this the purpose of their coming here?
So there was really no need to say anything more. They nodded to the man, followed the young man very calmly, and began to walk deeper into the street.
In fact, Mai Fan knew that after entering this street, it would inevitably have a certain impact on him and Golden Retriever. This is why the owner of Private Kitchen was so vigilant. After entering this street with Golden Retriever, he did not notice anything strange here. s reason.
Because this street itself is a huge prop. This prop itself does not cause any physical or mental harm to ordinary people or people who enter here. It only acts as a kind of interference or Subtle influence.
And this influence is only useful for some special humans who enter here. It is completely ineffective for ordinary people, and it is just a decoration at most.
Yes, from the moment they stepped into this street, two tall door arches were built on both sides of the street. This seemingly purely decorative arch has been standing here for many years. On some festivals, they will be hung with various decorations, and naughty children will even put their own stickers on them.
Even the old people living here don’t know when these two pillars were here. At least when they have memories, when they were children, these two door arches existed here before this bustling street. of.
At the end of this street, there are also two doorposts, which correspond to each other. This means that people in this street, whether they are eating, drinking, staying, or just passing by, will or briefly Or be affected by what this goalpost wants to affect for a long time.
And what this affects is probably a kind of forgetfulness called memory. This kind of forgetfulness does not mean the experience of this street. Maybe for some people, what happened in this street is profound enough. Something that affects them for the rest of their lives.
But for people with some special abilities, this effect is really just forgetting, forgetting their true identity, forgetting their purpose of coming here, and forgetting some other special people who have all collided here.
Who can forget these things, and who can remain unaffected, is naturally the real owner of this prop, and only the real owner of this black market can do it.
So, whoever masters this prop is the real owner of this black market.
(End of chapter)
