mesbooks Chapter 778
Chapter 778
In Yuzhou mountain, Ye Feng's hometown, there are many small iron mines with uneven distribution. When Ye Feng was a child, his family had a difficult life.
After he went to high school, sometimes in order to save money to buy things for Zhao Yun, and sometimes to supplement his family, he would do some hard work in the summer vacation, such as following the construction team or going down the well with people to do mining work.
Of course, he only helped people push the tramcar on the track outside the mine, not deep into the bottom of the mine. When he was resting outside the track, he had seen this kind of double door arrangement. It was said that this kind of arrangement was made by relying on the wind force of the tunnel, a kind of wind force to keep the ventilation of the tunnel and part of the escape equipment.
"Is it a mine?"
Ye Feng surprised step forward, gently push open the door opposite, the door is not like what he thought is a mine roadway, but is a clean corridor.
There are countless doors of similar shape outside the corridor, with thick blankets on the ground and decorations on the walls. It gives people the feeling of being in an ordinary Express Hotel.
Ye Feng turned his head and looked at the open door. Next to the door where he was, there was a number 22.
"Where on earth is this?"
Ye Feng pulls long Ying out of the door and looks at him in surprise. He thought it was a tunnel passing through the neighborhood. Now it doesn't seem so simple. If there is a similar room behind each door, then the place is too mysterious.
Ye Feng never thought that there was such a secret building under the Ancheng in Yuzhou.
Just when he is ready to go out and explore the place, they just walk to the door of the room and hear the voice of two people talking from the opposite side. Ye Feng subconsciously pulls long Ying back to room 22.
"What did Mr. Zhao think of the ghost market last night?" A respectful man asked in a low voice.
"It's wonderful. It's worthy of being the most famous ghost city in the north. No one would have thought that there was such an underground market in such a humble third - and fourth tier city as Ancheng. I really I've got what I wanted. " A gruff man replied with satisfaction
"Mr. Zhao likes it. The ghost market we visited last night was only a small part of the market. The ghost market in Tianyin town tomorrow night is the real big scene. It's a pity that we can't touch that kind of scene."
"That's enough. I had an eye opening last night, but I was worried about the security of this ghost city Don't the authorities know such a place
"Ah, although Mr. Zhao is at ease, he is not polite to say that the ghost market in Ancheng has a long history, and the largest shareholder here has the connections with the whole world.
Do you think these things are very secret in the interface of Ancheng? In fact, even ordinary people have heard of them, but they can't get in touch with them yet? "
"So it is!"
"The things Mr. Zhao just bought will be delivered to your room in a moment, so I won't disturb you for a moment."
"Easy to say, easy to say! Hehe, today Zhao is really an eye opener, an eye opener
Feel the footsteps gradually disappear outside the door, hear two people's words, long Ying whispered: "brother, just where, what is the ghost city? Ye Feng looked at him, shook his head and said, "I don't know, but I've heard of it before.
Ghost market is also called ghost street in the north. It is not a place where there are ghosts. In the past, some people set up stalls in a secret place every night to buy and sell some unusual things in the market.
When the night fell, people lit a lantern. No one in the ghost Street yelled for goods or asked for prices. All the business was carried out in silence.
Then, in the early hours of the morning, they close their stalls and go home. Because these people are very secretive in their behavior and in and out, and because this market does not accept strangers, it is very mysterious to outsiders, so it is called ghost market. "
Ye Feng said after pondering for a while, this ghost city of an City, how can hide under such a warehouse!
"Brother, this place is so mysterious. Do you think those people with their little sister will..."
As soon as long Ying's words were finished, Ye Feng gently waved to him. In the corridor outside the door, there was another sound of footstep. Some people staggered and spoke some incomprehensible words. They slowly came to this side.
"Oh, it looks like these people are back!"
Ye Feng sneered and pulled the dragon's shadow. He retreated gently. With a sneer on his face, he walked aside with his hands on his back.
Soon, a group of people opened the door while laughing. When they saw Ye Feng in the room, they were shocked and said something.
Ye Feng looks at the girl in the crowd who is not wearing a blue skirt. Her face is slightly cold. She takes the girl to the ghost market, and then comes back empty handed. She doesn't even want to know what happened.
"Who are you and why are you in our room?" One of them asked,
"I'm your ancestor!"
Ye Feng stepped forward and hit each other's belly with a fierce fist.In the light of the roof, a moth falls on the incandescent lamp on the roof. Suddenly, several black figures cross each other and scream. The moth is just about to leave the incandescent lamp. The scream stops and the room is quiet.
Ye Feng picked up a man on the ground and asked, "what about the girl in the blue skirt?"
"Ha ha..."
Looking at Ye Feng in front of him, the man disdained to smile for a while, and then said something he didn't understand. He wanted to learn the way in TV and spit.
Unfortunately, he "bah" out of the things have not left, finally, Ye Feng will directly punch out, will break the man's neck.
Ye Feng has never had a good feeling for Annan. His Yinshan tiger leader Ye Zong became famous in the first World War of Annan's counterattack, and his father died in Annan's battlefield.
For these people, Ye Feng's fist is the best answer.
"Where was the little girl just now?"
Ye Feng does not care about the hands of people who have lost their breath, and then picked up another person.
This person's face is more frightened. After all, not everyone has the courage to face death. Unfortunately, this guy's mouth is full of Wula's words, and Ye Feng can't understand a word.
"I'm sorry, I'll remember to master a foreign language, especially Mandarin in my next life!"
Ye Feng grabs other mandibles and gently breaks them off. The man shakes on his hand, and then he has no life.
"Don't, don't kill me, I'm Chinese, I can speak Mandarin!"
Just as Ye Feng lifted up the next person, the thin man stammered and said, "brother, Chinese people don't kill Chinese people. I was forced to come here by them. The things in this have nothing to do with me."
"Don't talk nonsense to me, I asked you just that little girl?" Ye Feng reaches out his hand and slowly pinches his back neck. He didn't have a good impression of the Annan people or the traitors. He kept saying that he was coerced, but when he entered the room just now, he didn't look like a fake.