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1191. Mego who eats soft rice

Tattoo culture is not popular in the wizard country. Ren Xiaosu came all the way from the south and only saw tattoos on porters near the post station. At that time, Mego explained to him: These people had been criminals before, so they used tattoos as marks.

Therefore, in the wizard kingdom, tattoos are actually a sign of shame for ordinary people.

But when it comes to this underground world, they use tattoos as a sign of resistance, while the most loyal guards tattooed their tattoos on their faces to show their determination to confront the wizard organization.

For example, bounty hunters like Chen Jingshu can disguise themselves as ordinary people and return to the surface and mix into the crowd at any time.

But these guards are no longer able to do it. Once they return to the surface, they will be out of place with the others.

In the quiet underground world, the tattoo on the guardian's face looks extremely ferocious.

The clothes were worn leather jackets and the feet were wearing boots with tilted lines. Although the surface was already thirty-six degrees in summer, the underground was still cool.

When Chen Jingshu answered the secret code, the guard opened a mottled iron door beside him.

Everyone entered one after another. Ren Xiaosu, who was walking in front, felt that the underground was suddenly bustling. In front of him was an open area as wide as an underground factory.

There are also a lot of graffiti around the walls of this "underground factory", and there are "guardians" carrying knives patrolling and guarding everywhere.

Hundreds of people gathered here, some set up stalls and some inquiries, and most of them covered themselves tightly, as if they were afraid that they would be remembered.

Ren Xiaosu glanced at the goods on the ground and said in confusion: "There are clothes, daily necessities, and contrabands such as swords and crossbows. Where do they come from?"

"The black market in Gente City is underground. There are dozens of small black markets like this, and there are two or three black markets more than ten times larger than this," Chen Jingshu said. "If the forces on the surface want to trade secretly underground, they need to pay some transaction taxes and can also replace them with items. Moreover, there are 90% of the casinos in Gente City, and there are other special transaction venues, including intelligence transactions, black market rewards, etc., which are enough to support the underground people."

"Don't you care about Norman and the Tudor family?" Ren Xiaosu said curiously.

"Of course I'll do it, but half of the business in the casino is from Tudor and Normans," Chen Jingshu explained with a smile: "If nothing big happens, they will turn a blind eye. Of course, we also need to beware of them sending people to infiltrate other parts of the ground at all times."

Chen Anan, who was standing beside him, said: "There are very different from the underground people. People who live underground all year round usually have pale skin colors and are not sunny. People on the surface can be discovered as soon as they come in. All people with normal skin colors cannot go to a more secret underground space except for the church, unless they are led by the church members."

Ren Xiaosu nodded, so the underground and the surface have actually reached a delicate balance now. They are very clear that the underground people hate them, but they are also very clear that this group of people cannot cause any storms.

When Ren Xiaosu and his team entered the black market like an underground factory, almost everyone in the black market suddenly turned around and looked at them.

Their group of people obviously came from the surface, but there were few people on the surface who suddenly came down in this underground world. Many stall owners looked at Ren Xiaosu and others with vigilance, as if they were a little worried.

"Continue to move forward and don't stay here, we will scare them," Chen Jingshu said and continued to lead the way. When the stall owners in the black market saw them leave, they restored the order of transactions, as if nothing had happened.

"Don't they know you?" Ren Xiaosu was curious: "You are also a member of the church."

"The members of the church never write their identities on their faces," Chen Jingshu said: "Only the guardians of various deep areas know our identities."

"To avoid encirclement?" Ren Xiaosu asked.

"Yes, there are mixed things here. It is more cost-effective to sell a member of the church than to sell a hundred iron swords," Chen Jingshu explained.

The group continued to walk in. Ren Xiaosu even saw the underground people living here in some places, but he only saw the elderly and children.

"Everyone works underground, both men and women are the same," Chen Jingshu said: "People who live underground have no waste and are lazy will definitely not be able to survive. So you can almost only see the elderly and children on the ground floor."

"What kind of work is Qingzhuang doing below?" Ren Xiaosu asked.

"All things are shameful," Chen Jingshu said: "For example, crushing broken silver into silver coins, such as casting iron tires for arrows, such as handling of smuggled goods, and manufacturing workshops for various contraband."

"This is a large black den," Ren Xiaosu sighed.

Chen Jingshu glanced at him and said, "You don't have any pain when you stand here. It's good if the underground people can survive. What are you doing here? There is no need to worry about whether you don't violate it."

The next moment, a man in a brown linen robe suddenly appeared in front of him. The other party was waiting in the tunnel with a hood, as if he was waiting for Ren Xiaosu and the others to arrive.

Chen Jingshu glanced at Ren Xiaosu: "Come with me, someone wants to see you."

The man who had hidden his identity turned around and led the way, without saying a word from beginning to end.

They moved forward in the ground and went down to the depths of the ground through the steps. When they passed through some hidden passages, the guards guarding near the passages would bow to the man.

It is obvious that the other party's status in the underground world is far higher than that of Chen Jingshu.

Turning through a long dark corridor, the sound of several people suddenly came from the corner ahead.

Ren Xiaosu, who was walking, suddenly felt something was wrong. He turned to look at Xiaomei who was frozen in the spot: "What's wrong?"

But he saw Comrade Xiaomei as if he hadn't heard Ren Xiaosu say anything, and he rushed forward in dismay.

Ren Xiaosu was surprised: "Have you met an acquaintance?"

"Sum!" Meigo shouted hurriedly: "Is it you?"

The conversation at the corner ahead suddenly calmed down, and Ren Xiaosu looked at Chen Jingshu: "Xia? Who is it?"

"Xia Russell, a descendant of Russell," Chen Jingshu smiled meaningfully, "and he is also the sweetheart of this wizard Mego."

"So, you went to Yorkshire before to help this girl find Mego, right?" Ren Xiaosu frowned and said, "Why didn't you say it earlier? You made up strange lies."

"I originally planned to stuff some money into his wizard tower quietly, but who knew you suddenly came out," Chen Anan also rolled his eyes: "And we don't know who you are at all, how could we tell you the truth?"

Ren Xiaosu was stunned: "Send money?!"
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