Xujiahui, located on the east side of the villa area where Liu Yang lives, has a very small alley. This is an extremely famous adult goods street nearby, with all kinds of things available. Of course, the business here is deserted during the day, but after three o'clock in the afternoon, there are gradually more people.

In order to attract business, many shops often sit at the door, and the girls' clothes are mostly sold in the store, and all kinds of interesting and strange clothes are so tempting that the depressed people are so excited by just looking at them. So in fact, many of the people who come here are just visiting people, not really wanting to buy things...

At this time, in a small shop near the end of this small alley, a man wrapped in a big turban squeezed in. The small shop at the end of the street is often the worst-selling business, and the store is also very small and not bright at all. Just like the previous ones that specialize in romance action movies or meat shops with colorful lights, it always has a bit of aversion to people.

But even such a store has the most complete items. No matter what you want, they can often take it out. Therefore, they do not make money by making a normal life, but they are often the storefronts that have been open the longest. Many people don’t understand this principle, but in fact, you will naturally know the various things in it if you have more contact.

The man who wrapped his head in a thick turban only showed his eyes and was wearing a thick down jacket. He couldn't tell whether he was a man or a woman. When he walked into the store, he looked around for a few times, obviously not wanting to attract other people's attention.

Because just after noon, there was only one middle-aged woman in the store. When she saw the person coming in, she looked at the person listlessly, and then her eyes lit up. She was most welcome to such customers who were afraid of seeing the light, because this represented a real need. If she came in swagger, she might not be here to buy things. Instead, she seemed to be here to collect protection fees.

"Hello, do you have any needs?" The middle-aged woman lowered her voice, and her face became a little red in the dim light. Finally, she changed her tone: "No matter what you need, we can help you get it here, even some living things from informal channels, all you like."

The thick turban snorted heavily and said in a low voice, "Where does so much nonsense come from? Do you have that kind of medicine here... Well, it's the kind that makes men easily excited and can't help but think of that when they see a woman..."

"Yes, there must be. This kind of medicine is very common, but it is also divided into grades. The best one is two thousand and the worst one is fifty. I understand, you must have wanted to catch a rape. These days, men are not good people, and they always flirt with flowers outside. So many people need this medicine. If you use this medicine, you will definitely be able to squeeze more money from him. So which one do you want? Will it leave sequelae on the body or do you have any side effects?"

The middle-aged woman talked in a nagging manner, a little sympathy appeared in her eyes, and the smell was indescribable. It was as if she had become a resentful woman who had been neglected, and that gritting expression showed that she was suffering great harm.

Although the voice of the thick turban was strange, she could still hear a bit of feminine taste, but when it came to the middle-aged woman's words, she nodded in a bit embarrassedly and said, "Don't have sequelae. Is this medicine particularly effective?"

"Yes, we understand what you mean, that is, to make the other party have a great beastly nature, and one person is used as ten people, completely losing his mind. This kind of thing needs to be added to one thousand, and it is colorless and tasteless. There is no abnormality from the outside. Bibimbap, serving dishes, or adding it to be beer and drinks. This is the top medicine."

The middle-aged woman's face smiled and she was polite. She said it for several minutes and introduced all kinds of medicines, showing that she was indeed a veteran in this industry.

The woman in the thick turban didn't say anything anymore, but she took out a stack of money from the bag she brought with her. Without counting it, she pushed it to the middle-aged woman and said quite stiffly: "The most expensive, best and most practical one."

With the ability of middle-aged women to look at money, they could see at a glance that the money had exceeded 7,000, so she grabbed the money without saying a word and stuffed it into her pocket. At the same time, she took out a small bottle of liquid from under the counter. This was a glass bottle filled with pink permeable potion. It looked quite attractive, but the content was not much, about the size of a fingernail.

Without saying a word, the thick turban picked up the small bottle and stuffed it into his pocket. Then he raised his eyebrows and glanced at the middle-aged woman, and continued to say stiffly: "I'm leaving, just pretend I haven't been here. Do you understand this?"

"I understand, don't worry, I will definitely be tactful for a person as generous as you. I have never done anything today and have no business. But if you have any other needs in the future, please come here. We can really get everything and satisfy you." The middle-aged woman whispered, smiling like a flower and ambiguous face.

The thick turban let out a nasal sound without comment, and then he was in the state of Tathagata. He sneaked out of the small shop, and then sneaked into another small alley. After making every turn, when she made sure there was no one behind her, she finally stopped in front of a car. This is a popular women's sports car, with gorgeous red, and you can tell that it is of great value at first glance.

After she got into the car, she pulled off her headscarf and rolled it into a ball, throwing it into the trash can on one side. Finally, she smiled and showed off a bright and charming face. Then she stepped on the accelerator and left.

Liu Yang was sitting in the Mortai Cafe at this time, which has become a place where he often came to relax in recent times because he didn't want to go back for the time being. After all, it would be difficult to come out again when he went back. Hua Yuying, Yuan Meng and Ning Ya were not at home, but Zheng Yanan must be at home. He even accepted Lin Ziying's invitation late. If he went back, he really couldn't come out. He had already greeted them in advance and told them if they would go back for dinner later.

What's more, he was quite stressed when facing Zheng Yanan's resentful face. After all, he also understood what she was thinking, but he always felt that the time had not come yet, so he delayed the matter again and again. After a day of delay, he thought about delaying the next day. This has become a habit for him.

But at this moment, his brain lit up. This was a very unfamiliar number. Liu Yang was stunned for a moment, but after thinking about it, he still opened it. A man in his fifties could not help but appear in front of him. He looked very majestic and somewhat similar to his father. He had a strong eyebrows, a national face, and a heavy feeling that was swaying in his temperament.

"Hello Liu Yang, I am Liu Chuanhe. I have always wanted to find an opportunity to talk to you, but I can't find a suitable time. Today I finally found a reason. I hope I didn't disturb you?" The man smiled slightly, his voice was as loud as a bell, but because he was more majestic and not easy-going, even if he smiled like this, he couldn't help but lose his relaxed taste, but instead exuded a very strange feeling.

Liu Yang's heart moved. His words seemed to be a normal greeting, but they expressed a lot of meaning. Today, the police's response-style inquiry seemed to be all instructed by him. Moreover, this person has always been a neutral party in the Liu family and has a very good relationship with Liu Yun. When contacting him at this time, the meaning he represents is worthy of consideration.

"Hello, cousin Chuanhe," Liu Yang took a deep breath and said solemnly. From the perspective of generations, this person is considered to be of the same generation as him, but he is older than him, so this kind of etiquette title is extremely necessary.

After saying that, his face raised a little smile and said quite gentlely: "Cousin, it seems that you have provided me with convenience at the door of Chunyangli Bank today. If you have the chance, I should invite you to have a meal and express my gratitude. What's more, you are older than me, so I should always visit you. Today you actually contacted me, which made me feel a little nervous and terrified."

Liu Chuanhe raised his head and laughed. The heroism he showed was quite natural. Perhaps this was the real him, and he was quite unconventional. After laughing, he looked at Liu Yang with some appreciation and said, "As long as Yonggang said, you are very smart, and your reaction speed is far beyond ordinary people. This is also one of the necessary conditions for being the head of the family."

Liu Yang's heart moved. It seemed that Yuan Yonggang did not break his promise. He actually introduced Liu Yang's situation to him. This was indirectly helping Liu Yang, but he did not feel self-worthy. He just smiled slightly: "Brother Chuanhe, really, when do you have time to come out to sit together? I'll treat you to a meal, which is also a formal meeting. After all, we are all from the Liu family, and we are brothers."

"Okay, then next week, there will be a month left for the Spring Festival. During this period, I am purchasing some things on Mars. I will contact you after returning to Earth next week. In fact, I contact you today, which is what grandpa meant. I originally thought of Yonggang's face, and I should have met you. However, because of the rules of our Liu family, people like me are not suitable for dating people from any faction of the Liu family, so only when my grandpa agrees, I don't have to be subject to these constraints. No matter what happens in the future, you just come to me and I will support you. Even if you are from the Qingyun Club, I will deal with them for you."

Liu Chuanhe agreed very straightforwardly, and once again showed his heroic spirit. This person is indeed an iron-blooded soldier. This temperament makes people extremely likely to have a good impression of him.

Liu Yang chatted with him for a few more words and then cut off the contact. However, at this moment, his heart was a little excited and he couldn't calm down for a long time. After Liu Yun returned to Mars, he seemed to have done a lot of things. This secret order seemed to be a sign of something. It seemed that Liu Chuanhe's active contact was inevitable, but it overcame many restrictions. This gradually became clear and clear attitude showed that Libra began to lean towards Liu Ziliang. To be continued...

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