C625 (1/2)

”Me? Ha ha My name is Sikong Banyu. I want to talk to you about a business with you. As for how to find you, it's because I have someone to lead the way. They know your existence and acquiesce in your existence. ”

Sikong Banyu directly explained everything. Since Qiu Xiaoren could control half of the black net, he would not be a fool. He must be very clear about what he said. For such people, Sikong Banyu knows quite well that these shady guys are not only the products of the earth, but also on the land of rosefinch. However, most of these people on the land of rosefinch are masters of reclusive cultivation, and a few of them are traitors and villains. They are very sensitive to their own information.

You have to ask why most of them are hermits and a few are big traitors and evil people? Ha ha There is not much power in the hands of those who can be known by the world. As for those who master the power, they are all virtuous and saints in the eyes of others. Only a few people who have learned from the past but have not provoked the strong become a part of this rare group that can be hidden.

”Sikong Banyu? okay? Well... ” The voice was silent as if he was thinking. After a little while, Sikong half language heard a sound of clicking. Then he saw that on the wooden wall, there was a place about one person's height falling down slowly. Two iron chains pulled together, and finally a door was exposed.

”Er...” Si Kong Half language looked at this scene, already unable to make complaints about it, this is really a wonderful guy to the extreme, and really set the gate here.

He took a deep breath and walked into the plank. When Sikong Banyu went in, the plank was pulled up again and the door was closed.

This is a dark passage, just like a hole in the cave. The light is dim and the road is just visible. The passage is winding down.

Sikong Banyu walked along the passage for about five or six minutes. He was very happy and came to a living room like place. Suddenly, he felt like a wild man in the mountains saw the five-star presidential suite.

The living room, eye-catching place is a wall of wine, dense, there are western wine, also have Eastern wine, put neatly. On the opposite side, there is a huge bookshelf. Sikong Banyu glances at it a little. Most of them are books on the Internet. The opposite side is a Well It's a very big TV set. No, it should be a screen. The talent show with songs on it is very hot.

On the sofa in front of the screen, a guy was lying there, watching with great interest, holding a bag of snacks in his hand, like potato chips and so on. Sikong Banyu didn't know these things.

”Qiu Xiaoren?” Sikong half language tentatively called out, is this the master? Doesn't it look too out of tune?

”Yes?” When the man heard the speech, he turned his head and took a look at Sikong Banyu. At this time, Sikong Banyu could see clearly. He was a guy about thirty years old. His skin was waxy yellow and his appearance was very ordinary. He could not find it in the crowd. There was a faint smile in his mouth, his eyes were dripping, and his eyebrows looked wise, but he gave people a simple and honest feeling.