As soon as he got to the black market, Lin Zichen immediately saw Huang Yi in a daze. He knew that Huang Yi was in a bad mood. Lin Zichen quietly walked behind Huang Yi. With Lin Zichen's strength, he can naturally approach others without being found.

The arm stretched out slowly, and Lin Zichen gently hugged Huang Yi from behind.

Suddenly hugged, Huang Yi's face flashed a cold light, but when she felt the familiar breath, her face immediately showed a bright smile.

"Zichen, you're here." Huang Yi happily grabs Lin Zichen's big hand.

"Sister Yi is in trouble. How can I not come." Lin Zichen smiled and then said to Huang Yi, "sister Yi, you are more familiar with the Hou Ye."

"Well, Lord Hou was the master of the black market in the past, and he was extremely cruel and liked to rule with blood." Huang Yi tilted his head and thought, then said, "but he disappeared later. No one knows where he went."

"Is there no confidant on the black market?" Lin Zichen thought for a while and then asked.

"Yes, his confidant is called a monk. But I haven't seen him since the Marquis left for a month." Huang Yi said quickly.

"In other words, when the Marquis disappeared, the monk also disappeared, and then Zhou Tai became the master of the black market." Lin Zichen stroked his chin and slowly analyzed it.

"Well, Zhou Tai was just one of the monks' men." Huang Yi briefly explained the relationship between Zhou Tai and the monk.

"But now the Lord is back, but the monk still doesn't appear." Lin Zichen put forward this detail.

"Is it possible that the Marquis hid his hand?" Huang Yijin asked hurriedly.

"It's unlikely. If I were a marquis, I would let the monk come forward instead of myself." Lin Zichen shook his head. It was like fighting the ground Like the Lord, no one went up and blew up the king and threw him out.

"I think the monk is either dead or completely missing. Even the Marquis can't be found." Linzichen immediately made a judgment. He didn't believe that Hou ye would hide a subordinate as a card.

"I don't know. I only remember that the monk only held a meeting for us once, and the rest were Zhou Tai." Huang Yi stayed in the black market for a while, and naturally he was very clear about what had happened before.

"If you want to know what's going on, you still have to get close to the marquis." Lin Zichen smiled and said, "maybe someone is planning behind the marquis."

"But the Marquis knows me. What should I do?" Huang Yi smiled bitterly. Hou ye must have observed her in the dark. It's basically impossible to get close to Hou Ye.

"I have a way." Lin Zichen smiled mysteriously, and then took Huang Yi's hand and walked into the inner room.

A few minutes later, two strange faces appeared in the conference room. The men were handsome and the women were elegant and noble.

"What pill is this? Since it's so magical!" Huang Yi looked at himself who had changed greatly in the mirror and couldn't help shouting.

"Huaxing pill will change the face and figure of the human body. It will be a little ugly for the first time, but you look good." Lin Zichen looked at Huang Yi's changed appearance and nodded with satisfaction.

Not to mention Huang Yi, even Lin Zichen was surprised. According to the truth, if the pill is not controlled for the first time, the face will become ugly. Whether Lin Zichen or Huo Qing, they are not ugly when they take the pill for the first time. But this is not reflected in Huang Yi. At this time, Huang Yi is more like a neighbor who has just graduated from high school.

"When I become like this, the marquis will not recognize me." Huang Yi hugged Lin Zichen's arm and said happily.

"Elder sister Yi, this time we pretend to be lovers traveling from the sect." Lin Zichen narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "I think with this identity, the Marquis can reduce some vigilance."

"I listen to you." Huang Yi smiled and then looked at Lin Zichen with a little worry: "but Lord Hou has rich Jianghu experience. How can he fully trust us?"

"This is simple." Lin Zichen smiled and then took out a bank card from his pocket: "there are 30 million in it. I think it's worth him to believe."

This time, Lin Zichen not only played a childe who had just come out of the sect, but also played a lustful and rich childe.

Only such people can let the old Jianghu people like Hou Ye relax their vigilance.

Soon, the man who changed his clothes appeared at the door of the black market.

"This guest, we don't do business in the black market." Just as Lin Zichen was about to enter the black market, two figures stopped Lin Zichen and Huang Yi.

Lin Zichen took a look at them. They were sent by the marquis. Huang Yi took over the black market and didn't send anyone outside.

"Why, isn't the black market where things are sold? Why don't you let us in?" Lin Zichen squinted at them and interpreted the image of a dandy young master incisively and vividly.

Huang Yi buried his head on Lin Zichen's arm and forced himself not to laugh.

It's the first time Huang Yi has seen Lin Zichen like this. To be exact, it should be the first time Lin Zichen played a dandy.

But even so, Lin Zichen still performed very well, and the young master's aura radiated.

"Sorry, guest, please leave." They looked at each other and knew from the appearance of Lin Zichen that they were not ordinary people, so they were polite to Lin Zichen and Huang Yi.

"Get out! Stop chattering in front of me and call your boss out!" Lin Zichen didn't even think about it. He slapped one of them in the face. The force used this time was not light. He directly pulled the man out.

"Boy, die!" Another man saw his partner beaten. He picked up the baton beside him and smashed it at Lin Zichen. A trace of disdain appeared in Lin Zichen's eyes. He stretched out his hand and steadily caught the baton.

"No, impossible!" The man looked at the baton tightly grasped and looked at Lin Zichen in horror.

How can a normal person catch a baton with his bare hands?

"Go back and call your boss, or I'll break your leg and get out!" Lin Zichen's palm was slightly forced, and the baton was broken into a V shape in the man's frightened eyes!

Scared, he immediately released his baton and ran back, regardless of his partner who was stunned by Lin Zichen's slap.

"It won't be fourth master Huang. It's useless if he comes out." Huang Yi holds Lin Zichen's shoulder and whispers.

"That man will certainly repeat the story. Then the marquis will know that I am a warrior and will come." Lin Zichen smiled and said.

"What if you don't come?" Huang Yi asked curiously.

"Then call again." Lin Zichen smiled and said carelessly.

Gave Lin Zichen a white eye. Huang Yi didn't expect Lin Zichen to do the same. But what Lin Zichen said was right. If it wasn't the Marquis, there was only one way to fight.

If you want to get close to the Lord, you must force him out at the first time.

"You said the young man broke the baton easily?" The Marquis looked at the confidant he sent out to watch the door and asked seriously.

"Lord Hou, even if you give me another courage, I don't dare to cheat you. It's true. Puma was whipped away by him with a slap." The man nodded anxiously and said, it's like a thunderbolt when I lie to you.

"Lord Hou, let me go out and have a look." Fourth master Huang stood up from his chair and said.

"Forget it. Martial artists despise ordinary people." Lord Hou shook his head. He was sure that the boy who hit people was definitely a martial artist. As a martial artist, he naturally knew the pride of martial artists.

In their eyes, ordinary people are mole ants. If fourth master Huang goes out to meet them, I'm afraid he will be slapped like puma.

Biao Zi is strong and healthy. If fourth master Huang gets hit, he will be slapped in the West and can't come back.

"It seems that the young man is not an ordinary martial artist. I'd better go myself." The Marquis sighed and said.

Some martial artists have strange tempers, especially those who come from big sects. If he goes late, I'm afraid the whole black market will be lifted by him.

This black market is a gift he gave to the forces behind him. There must be no mistakes.

At the door, when Lin Zichen was impatient, an old figure appeared first. Behind him were fourth master Huang and two middle-aged men.

"Hehe, don't you know that the guest is dissatisfied with our black market? Why hit my people?" Hou Ye looked at Lin Zichen and smiled, then asked.

"I said, old man, the black market doesn't sell things. What's the name of the black market? What's more, these dogs don't even let me in. I won't hit him. Who will I hit?" Linzichen disdained to look at the Marquis and said with a sneer.

"Presumptuous, this is the Marquis, not an old man!" As soon as fourth Lord Huang heard Lin Zichen's address to Hou ye, he was dissatisfied immediately and warned Lin Zichen.

"Ye? I haven't even called the elders of the family Ye. I call you a bad old man Hou ye? You dream!" Lin Zichen looked at fourth master Huang and said disdainfully, "old man, you can't even bear my fist."

"Hehe, young man, this is a matter between martial artists. You don't have to trouble ordinary people." Hou Ye smiled slightly, and then formed pressure with his real Qi and pressed against Lin Zichen.

But to his surprise, Lin Zichen just waved his hand, and the majestic pressure disappeared immediately, and Lin Zichen seemed to have done a small thing.

When Lin Zichen waved, the jade pendant on his waist lit up. This detail was keenly observed by the marquis.

"It seems that the identity of this young man is unusual." The Marquis thought to himself.

He knew that people who decorated their waists with jade pendants were usually people's children. And he could feel the genuine Qi flowing in the jade pendant.

Lord Hou believes that the reason why Lin Zichen can break the pressure created by genuine Qi is inseparable from the jade pendant!

And he just said, elder, these two words alone are enough to prove which sect he came from, and judging from his domineering appearance, he must have a high status.

Thinking of this, a sneer appeared on the Hou Ye's face.

He thought the young dandy was a good gun.