Chapter 75 Amazing Secret

Mo Qingcheng and the women were pushed into the warehouse, which was almost the same as inside and outside. There is no dark and wet dungeon, no stumult mice, and no frightening torture tools. There is only a seemingly calm bedroom, but the doors and windows are made of iron. At a glance, you will feel that this is a large inn.

"Girls, come in with me!" As soon as I entered the door, an old woman came out. Her figure is slightly bloated, but she is dressed with colorful flowers. She wears a gorgeous robe with red makeup. Her thick and wrinkled face looks a little awkward because of too much powder. The snow-white silk handkerchief is buttoned in the palm of her hand, giving people the first feeling that she is an experienced lady.

She led the way in front of her, and the bumpy women trembled slightly because of hunger, cold and fear, except for Mo Qingcheng. Although they knew what was waiting for them in the future, they still followed the old woman step by step, because they were afraid all the way, learned to obey, and came here without expecting to escape.

"I am very good to us. As long as you are obedient, there will be many benefits in the future. If someone has an idea that should not be moved, I will make your life worse than death. You can all remember it for me!" What the old woman said was light, but the girls were frightened.

Mo Qingcheng walked behind and carefully observed this huge warehouse. Except for the entrance, no small doors and side doors have been seen so far. They are not worried that someone will escape from other places, which should also be the reason why there are no guards inside. Above the five-meter-high wall, there is a vent every two meters, but it is surrounded by iron bars.

"When you enter the place of fireworks, don't want to come out innocently. If you want to start, just practice well. Maybe one day you will be favored by an uncle, and you will survive in your life!" The old woman did not look back, and her sharp voice echoed in the empty warehouse, giving people an invisible sense of oppression.

The girls lowered their heads and their eyes were full of tears, silently protesting against the arranged life!

In the middle of the left corridor of Room 9, the bedroom is very clean and tidy. According to the rules, everyone should take off their clothes after entering the house, then take a bath, and be sent to a brothel outside Beijing after a night's rest.

Mo Qingcheng touched the dagger on her leg and glanced at the room. Except for two tables, there were no extra furnishings. While everyone was not paying attention, she jumped gently and put the dagger on the beam on the door.

After bathing, the old woman gave each person a new suit, which was of high quality and fancy color.

"Girls, go to bed early and tell me your stage name tomorrow morning!" The old woman put the salamba under her nose and sniffed. The smell here was really unbearable to her. If I hadn't personally ordered her to manage this group of girl, she would not have been too lazy to run to the wilderness.

When she walked to the door, she seemed to remember something. She twisted her waist, turned around, and pointed her plump fingers to Mo Qingcheng, "You, come with me!" He said that he shook his handkerchief and went out.

Mo Qingcheng hesitated for a moment, got up and followed. When he walked to the door, he did not forget to take the dagger.

"Come and have a look!" The old woman said to Mo Qingcheng in a shrill voice.

Mo Qingcheng slowly walked to her, his face was cold, and his eyes were full of gloomy and coldness.

"Well, it's still outstanding!" The old woman pinched her chin with appreciation in her eyes, "But her eyes are not pleasing! In the future, you will follow me, and I will guarantee to make you a unique city!"

Circle the city? Could it be that Cao Jian drove the brothel to the surrounding city? Mo Qingcheng's deep eyes glowed coldly like ice.

"If you sleep in this room today, it is also a special treat for you!" The old woman pushed away from the room next door and said to Mo Qingcheng with a blank face.

Mo Qingcheng didn't make a sound and went straight in. The room was quite spacious, and the candlelight altar incense burners were all available. ** There were also pink curtains, which added a lot of color to the whole room. Compared with the previous room, it was indeed a special preferential treatment.

Hearing a click, Mo Qingcheng turned her head. The old woman had locked the door. She yawned and left slowly.

After the old woman left, Mo Qingcheng touched the dagger and cut the chain on the door at night. This dagger was carefully made by Mo Qingcheng after crossing over. It is not only petite and exquisite in appearance, but also extremely sharp, cutting iron like mud. As an agent, if you don't have a good gun, you must have a good dagger, otherwise you will have no sense of security. After several assassinations, Mo Qingcheng took the dagger on his body step by step.

Gently pushed the door open, and there was a spark of candlelight outside. This was the first time since crossing, Mo Qingcheng felt that there was no electricity, which was also a beautiful thing. A pair of big eyes looked at the corridor warily. As when they followed, there were no guards on duty in the corridor, only sparkled torches outside the door.

This should be Cao Jian's nest, but I don't know if he will be here tonight. Mo Qingcheng took off his complicated robe, simply tied it around his waist, and then held the dagger inch closer to the end of the corridor. In the cold night, the cold warehouse, Mo Qingcheng's feeling as an agent came back. It's just that this time she is not for the country, but for herself.

At the end, you can only see the cold and strong high wall, and there is no way out left and right. Mo Qingcheng frowned. It doesn't make sense. Isn't this a stronghold, just a transit station for transporting hostages?

Suddenly, a cold wind blew in. Mo Qingcheng looked around and saw a faint crack in the wall on the right. She stretched out her hand and felt the wind pouring in. With a gentle tap, the sound was transparent. It seemed that there was a mechanism in it. After thinking for a moment, she picked up the handle of the dagger and hit the wall hard, and then quickly flashed aside.

About two minutes, I heard a sound from the wall, and then a guard with a long sword came out of it and looked at the closer and closer shadow on the ground. Mo Qingcheng pulled out the dagger. At the moment the guard appeared, he quickly punched his temple, and then stabbed his heart with a knife. The whole movement was crisp. The guard fell to the ground before he could make a sound.

Indifference flowed from Mo Qingcheng's deep eyes. She pulled out her knife, carefully crossed the wall and walked inside. Long steps and neat torches, this should be the basement.

"Why hasn't the leopard come yet?" Just as he was about to turn around, he heard a male voice next to him. Mo Qingcheng quickly stopped and stuck to the wall.

"Go and have a look. Don't something happened. The men are here today. The three of us have to be extra careful!" A strong voice suddenly sounded in the air, with some vigilance and majesty.

"Hmm!" The man answered and walked towards Mo Qingcheng.

Mo Qingcheng's palm sweated slightly, and a trace of sweat oozed from his forehead. As soon as the guard turned, she immediately covered his mouth, then cut his neck with a knife, dragged the body to the dark, and completed it in one breath.

"Huazi!" Another man heard the movement and whispered. After getting an answer, he immediately became alert, pulled out the scabbard and came gently. At a turn, a figure jumped down from the top of his head and fell accurately on his shoulder. He was about to shout, but Mo Qingcheng had broken his neck.

That's all they can do! Mo Qingcheng clapped his hands and snorted coldly. A deep cold flashed in his eyes and turned to his right hand. It turned out that there was a room here. No wonder the three of them were staying here just now and said that they were all coming.

Mo Qingcheng adjusted his breathing, carefully approached the wooden door, and gently pressed his ear to the door.

"Prince, there have been more and more women missing in the capital recently, and the emperor has also paid attention to this matter. We will stop for the time being and wait until this storm is over!" A heavy and humble voice came from the room.

Prince? Mo Qingcheng frowned slightly. Is the prince also a participant?

"Lord Cao, as you know, we have spent a lot of money on recruiting horses recently, and we are waiting for the urgent use of silver. This business can't stop!" The prince seemed to be a little dissatisfied with his polite words.

"I know, but in case it is found out, the emperor will not forgive me!" Cao Jian was very helpless and very careful when talking.

"What are you afraid of if you are protected by the prince!" Shen Muqi's tone revealed a trace of irritability. Today, the fourth sister's affairs made him anxious. Now in the middle of the night, he still has to talk in this damn place!

"This•••••••Mr.••••••• Seeing that he could not persuade the prince, Cao Jian turned to the man beside him. The prince always listened to his arrangements. Most of their business problems were solved by him, so everyone respected him very much.

Mr.? Is it a green manor? Mo Qingcheng was very confused. She really wanted to rush in to see clearly and ask clearly, but she couldn't. If she wanted to retreat completely, it was better not to expose it. Moreover, she has no evidence to expose the prince and Cao Jian.

"Lord Cao has been worried. Now everyone is a grasshopper on a boat, sharing honor and disgrace. Naturally, the prince will try his best to protect the adult. If you let go, the emperor will blame him, and the prince will bear it!" The blackout was dressed in blue, and under the thick sword eyebrows, his shrewd eyes were like a sharp sword, which instantly penetrated Cao Jian's heart. Isn't this old fox just because he has made enough money to quit? It's not so easy!

"What you said is that the little one should do your best!" Cao Jian echoed his mouth, but he was thinking about how to stop. The prince wants the world, and he only wants to make money, but he has to work with it!

Mo Qingcheng listened to all this coldly and felt incredible, but it was reasonable. The prince intends to plot a rebellion and needs money to recruit troops, but due to his identity, he can only find a smart partner to make money together. Cao Jian is the most suitable candidate. After several years of operation, their business gradually got on the right track. Just after Shen Muchen came back, the prince decided to speed up the speed of making money. At this time, Cao Jian wanted to withdraw from the muddy water after making enough money. Of course, the prince refused.

Maybe you should add fuel to the flames and set a fire between the two! Mo Qingcheng raised his moon-like eyebrows and showed a sinister smile.