Chapter 790 Early Curfew
when!
when!
The copper bell rings.
It came from all directions, and the source could not be found, as if it appeared out of thin air between heaven and earth.
This voice also rings in the hearts of all T-one district residents.
They first raised their heads, tensed up, raised their ears, and looked confused.
Then slowly, panic appeared in their eyes, and their actions began to rush.
Liu Di watched everything clearly.
No matter how much shock it brought to everyone when he dug out a cart of spiritual ginseng before or when the ten thousand year ginseng came out for the first time, everyone has forgotten it.
It was as if this big bell was an irresistible command.
As soon as it rings, no matter what you are doing or where you are, you must go back indoors!
It feels like the world is about to turn upside down.
Many residents in a hurry cast farewell glances at the No. 8 young master in their hearts, then packed up their tools and hurried down the mountain!
Brother Liu found it more and more interesting.
What exactly is under this curfew?
laugh!
The white-robed immortal Zhang Weiguo pedaled a tricycle loaded with ginseng and stopped in front of Brother Liu.
"Brother, let's go back and hide quickly!"
Brother Liu nodded and was about to jump up to the top of the ginseng.
But suddenly I realized that I might not be able to jump up now.
So Brother Liu made some space and sat on the edge of the carriage.
The tricycle starts.
The scenery on both sides of the road slowly recedes.
First, we saw a patch of greenery under the mountain, and then we were exposed to the T-one area, where all the buildings were weirdly twisted.
Because of the arrival of the curfew, the invisible light in the sky is gradually dimming again.
Like dusk.
It makes this T-one area look quite strange, like a trance dream.
Passing through the city.
I saw many sneaky figures hiding in the building, looking at the tricycle with sinister eyes.
Brother Liu knows.
Life in this T-one district is not easy. Most of the residents are extremely vicious. The information that I returned home with a full load may have been known to many people.
Therefore, there are many people who want to loot!
However, with a curfew coming soon, who dares to act rashly?
Simply.
Brother Liu returned these glances one by one.
There are a few words written on the expression - come if you dare!
"Haha, Young Master No. 8!"
From behind, I saw a fast-moving figure riding a bicycle.
It is none other than the fat-bellied businessman Boss Zhao.
He was wearing a suit, holding the handlebar with one hand and greeting Brother Liu with one hand. He looked crooked and looked like a village chief in the 1980s.
Brother Liu was slightly ashamed.
Logically speaking, such a shrewd businessman should be worth a lot of money, but he just rode a bicycle.
It was only then that Brother Liu realized how proud the tricycle was when he received the envoy Zhang Weiguo.
"Young Master No. 8, the curfew came suddenly today. What you ordered, I mean the matter of distributing money with the residents, Zhao will do it without any ambiguity!"
Boss Zhao shouted in the wind, just like Brother Liu's subordinate, with a flattering look on his face.
Brother Liu nodded.
"I'll leave first!"
Boss Zhao apologized repeatedly, put more effort on his feet, and disappeared into the narrow street.
moment.
Brother Liu and his party returned to the door of the dilapidated warehouse.
Boom.
The Supreme Master rolled over from the bed on top of the bamboo pole and fell to the ground again, creating a human-shaped pit.
He scratched his head, stood up and said drowsily: "Wow, it's dark again."
Brother Liu smiled playfully, "Master, there is ginseng here, do you want to eat it?"
The master sniffed, "The effect of that medicine is just a hair's breadth to me, so I won't take it."
Say it.
The master walked into the warehouse by himself, found a sandbag, fell down again, and fell asleep.
The girl Zhang Zai frowned, "The wretched uncle sleeps all day long. You don't need to worry about him on the 8th. Giving him ginseng will be a waste."
Brother Liu narrowed his eyes slightly.
He clearly saw that there was a bracelet made of beast teeth on the master's wrist.
There was no such thing yesterday.
Brother Liu shook his head and said, "How is it possible that you just know how to sleep?"
Boom boom boom.
In the center of the T-one area, a black cylindrical building like a golden hoop rises from the ground and grows in the earth, as if it wants to pierce the sky.
This is the city's main tower. Every time before the curfew comes, this tower will be meditated by powerful spiritual power users.
laugh.
A fat man, riding a bicycle, stopped under the tower.
He touched the ground with one foot and looked up at the city's main tower, feeling both awe and fear.
With a short leg on one side, he got off the bicycle, got a chain lock, and locked the bicycle to a pillar on one side.
Then he tidied up his suit and stepped into the main tower of the city.
From the first floor to the second floor, and then to the final 50th floor, the fat man was panting.
At the top of the tower, a huge copper door opened automatically.
The fat man knelt on his knees and crawled forward.
He pressed his forehead to the ground, not daring to breathe, and said respectfully: "Zhao Ze has met the city lord!"
"Get up."
In the dark hall, there was a burst of overlapping sounds, like bass resonance.
The fat man looked up.
Above him, there were seven figures sitting impressively!
Relying on the wide seat backs, these seven people are hidden in the darkness, giving them a sense of majesty and mystery.
Only one of them said: "We give you the right to control Shenshan because we want to make it difficult for No. 8 to survive in this T-one area."
Boss Zhao was sweating profusely, "City Lord, this is really not my fault. I have done everything I can. Dongshan's resources are insufficient. Who knew he would suddenly come up with a ginseng that is 10,000 years old! I really can't do anything! You know, I can't reveal my identity."
The 7 figures were silent for a while.
Suddenly they all said, "Your life is still useful."
Boss Zhao kowtowed quickly, "City Lord, please give me your orders. I will definitely do it this time!"
The 7 people's voices overlapped again, "You are smooth enough. No. 8 already trusts you very much. The management of the ginseng mountain is handed over to you again. In the future, he can only go to Dongshan to dig ginseng! Do you understand?"
Boss Zhao's eyes kept rolling, "What do you mean?"
But he saw the 7 people in the dark laughing, "Because, from now on, as long as No. 8 stays in T-one, the entire Dongshan will be empty!"
"He still wants to dig ginseng, dreaming!"
