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Text 0158. Lame Liu

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    Longjing City, the capital of Wu Province, has been said to be a tiger perched on a dragon's plate since ancient times. It is a famous city in Chinese history and is known as the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties.

    Ning Qinghua left Bianzhou at about 11 noon, headed north along the highway, and arrived at Longjing City at about 6 p.m.

    The address given by Yan Wenyi is the address of a hotel located in a relatively remote old town of Longjing City.  Ning Qinghua's car drove around the city for nearly an hour before he found this hotel.

    This old town is mostly composed of low old-fashioned buildings, many of which are two- or three-story red brick houses, which should have been built in the 1970s and 1980s.  There are many historic sites in Longjing City, and many historical buildings are scattered among them.  In order to protect these ancient buildings with a long history, it has been difficult to carry out urban reconstruction in Longjing City. Therefore, among the large cities in China, Longjing City is one of the very few cities that still has an entire old city without reconstruction.

    Qing'an Hotel is located at the exit of a narrow alley. It only occupies three doors. It is a five-story building. It seems a bit outstanding in this old city. There is a light box in front of the door that says "Hotel".  The name, looking at such a deserted appearance, I'm afraid the business in this hotel is not very good.

    Since it was in the old city, there were not many parking spaces. Ning Qinghua finally parked the car after walking around twice, and then wandered into the Qing'an hotel alone with his hands empty.

    There was only one dazzling fluorescent lamp in the hotel lobby. Behind the counter, a plump woman, estimated to weigh a hundred and sixty-seven, was looking at a computer.  The recently popular soap opera is being played.

    "I want to stay in a hotel!"

    Ning Qinghua walked to the counter and took out his ID card.

    The scary-looking woman looked away from the computer screen, glanced at Ning Qinghua sideways, and then asked nonchalantly: "How many days will you stay?"

    "It depends on how many days you stay."

    "Are you here to find someone?"

    Hearing what Ning Qinghua said, the woman looked at Ning Qinghua carefully, and finally asked hesitantly.

    "I'm here to find Lame Liu."

    ¡°I don¡¯t know you, I¡¯ll give you the room key. 301!¡±

    Ning Qinghua originally thought that the other party would say a few words to him, but unexpectedly, the woman simply said "I don't know you" and immediately took the ID card from the counter.  After registration, a key was thrown over to me.

    Ning Qinghua has stayed in hotels several times, and he always uses room cards.  I didn't expect that in this Qing'an hotel, I still use the key to open the door, which is really unique.

    ?? took the key and went upstairs, found room 301, opened the door and went in, and found that the facilities inside were really rudimentary. The bathroom did not even have bathing facilities, only a toilet. As for other facilities in the room, except for a bed.  All others are unavailable.

    What kind of hotel is this?

    ¡°Dong dong!¡±

    Just when Ning Qinghua was complaining in his stomach that the hotel's facilities were too crude, there was a sudden knock on the door.

    He turned around and opened the door. Outside the door, there was a man in his thirties with a messy bird's nest hairstyle.  His face was also unshaven, and he looked like a member of the society.

    "Who are you¡­¡­"

    Before Ning Qinghua could finish speaking, the man took a wrong step, passed by Ning Qinghua and entered the room. He did not forget to give instructions after entering.

    "Close the door!"

    When Ning Qinghua saw the other party behaving like this, he probably thought that this person was Lame Liu or someone sent by the other party to contact him.  So he didn't ask any more questions and closed the door smoothly.

    "Brother looked confused, who introduced him?"

    The man stood still in the room, looked at the empty room, and after confirming that there was nothing foreign, he looked at Ning Qinghua and asked.

    "I was introduced here by Mr. Yan Wenyi."

    "Oh, wait a minute!"

    The man took out a mobile phone from his pocket, dialed a number, asked a few questions and then hung up.  Immediately, a smile appeared on this guy's face.

    ¡°It turned out to be Mr. Yan who introduced me, okay, come with me!¡±

    Ning Qinghua can now be completely sure that the so-called lame Liu introduced to him by Yan Wenyi is most likely a reseller of underground cultural relics.  If other ordinary buyers deal with this kind of person for the first time, they will inevitably be a little worried.  However, Ning Qinghua had an indifferent look on his face. He didn't say a word at all and just followed the man out of the hotel and got into a Jinbei van outside the door.

    When passing the lobby, the man sitting behind the counterThe fat woman didn't glance at them at all, as if the two people were nothing. After thinking about it, this woman was also lame.

    There were four tall, sinister-looking men sitting in the Jinbei van. As soon as Ning Qinghua got into the van, the four of them surrounded him.  As for the person who led Ning Qinghua downstairs, he climbed into the driver's seat, smiled back and said: "Brother, I'm sorry, since it's the first time, you still need to follow the rules. But don't worry, Uncle Liu is in this industry  I have been doing this for many years, so as long as my brother is serious about doing business, there is no need to be afraid."

    After the man finished speaking, he pulled out a black cloth belt from the secret compartment of the driver's seat and handed it to a big man sitting on the left side of Ning Qinghua.  After the big man took the cloth belt, he smiled at Ning Qinghua, and then tied the black cloth belt around Ning Qinghua's eyes.  After confirming that Ning Qinghua could not see the traffic outside, the Jinbei van quickly left this small street.

    After about an hour of bumping in the car, the van finally stopped. Two big men, one on the left and one on the right, took Ning Qinghua's arms and got out of the car. They walked for a while, climbing up and down a few times.  After struggling up and down the stairs for a quarter of an hour, I stopped.

    "Brother, I'm sorry!"

    The person who first met Ning Qinghua took off his black cloth belt and opened his eyes. What appeared in front of Ning Qinghua was a warehouse covering an area of ??tens of thousands of square meters. Inside the warehouse, there were rows of nearly a hundred people.  Each street stall has more or less antiques on it. From bronzes of the Xia, Shang and Zhou Dynasties to porcelain of the Ming and Qing Dynasties, almost every type of antique you can imagine is here.  Behind each stall, there is a stall owner squatting or standing, saying nothing, just standing quietly like that.  In the aisles separated by rows of stalls, there were about thirty or forty people walking back and forth. Their eyes fell on those stalls and they did not speak to others.  A rough calculation suggested that there were two to three hundred people in the entire warehouse, but the entire scene was unusually quiet.

    This may be the so-called underground black market for cultural relics!

    Ning Qinghua had learned something about this from some online information, but when he actually saw it, he was still shocked by the sight before him.

    ?????????????????????????????????????: There are indeed many good items on those stalls, many of which are real treasures. For Ning Qinghua, if he can use his spiritual sense to detect the age of an item, there is no way it can be faked.  If Ning Qinghua really came into the antique business, he really wouldn't have mentioned it at all, and he might even have a chance to miss it.

    "plz follow me!"

    The person who took off Ning Qinghua's cloth belt observed Ning Qinghua's face, saw the shock in the other person's eyes, and couldn't help but smile.  Indeed, the underground cultural relics black market in front of us is definitely the largest one on the southeast coast. The total amount of money transacted on this black market every year is definitely an appalling figure.  Of course, as the organizer of this underground black market, he is called Brother Liu and nicknamed "Lame Liu"

    The boss of , the benefits he reaps every year have also reached an astonishing level.

    Behind that man, he walked through the stalls in the middle of the warehouse, and finally entered a metal room separated by the corner of the warehouse. Inside, in addition to a lame man on crutches, there were two heavily armed men.  Standing next to the cripple, the gun was pointed at Ning Qinghua, who had just entered the door.

    Ning Qinghua¡¯s consciousness was so sharp. When two submachine guns were pointed at him, a fierce aura immediately filled his body.

    The lame man must be "Lame Liu". After seeing Ning Qinghua enter the door, he first glanced at his two men and couldn't help but grinned and said: "I'm sorry, this is for everyone's safety. This is my first time here.  Friends, everyone should be able to understand.¡±

    Of course, with Ning Qinghua's current cultivation level and his physical body reshaped by Chaos Qi, even at such a close range, it is impossible for an ordinary submachine gun to cause any damage to his physical body.  Pointing, Ning Qinghua still felt quite unhappy.  After all, he suffered from this bullet a few months ago.

    Ning Qinghua remained silent and sat directly in front of "Lame Liu", looking away at him coldly.

    Being swept by Ning Qinghua's eyes, Boss Liu couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.  I have been wandering around the world for decades. I have seen countless people and experienced countless things. During this period, I wandered between life and death several times. The most dangerous one was that I even broke a leg.  To say that I have seen a lot, but like today, when the young man in front of me glanced at him, I trembled all over. Except for the first time I saw a murderer when I first entered the Tao, I had never encountered him before.

    This young man is not simple!

    ¡°I believe that brothers are aware of the business being done here. For the sake of each other¡¯s personal and financial safety, we need to withhold part of the deposit first!"

    With that, the other party pushed a card reader in front of Ning Qinghua, with a fox-like smile on his face, obviously needing Ning Qinghua to confirm his fund limit.

    Ning Qinghua had already expected this, and was not surprised. He took out his bank card and transferred one million to the other party's designated account.

    After confirming the transfer amount, "Lame Liu" smiled and said: "Friend, I believe you will be able to find something that satisfies you here!"

    After Ning Qinghua left the iron room, the smile on "Lame Liu"'s face suddenly fell. He waved his hand to a subordinate next to him from a reclining chair behind him and whispered: "  Tell the people below not to mess with that young man!"

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