The president's wife is from the devil's sect

Ai Xiaoli raised her head and looked at Zhao Qingwu who came suddenly, her eyes were full of vigilance, she could indeed know that she was from the black market, then this person was really not simple, she had to have someone who was not simple Be prepared.

Although Zhao Qingwu said she was wearing the same outfit as them, but she wore this outfit with a different taste. Because Zhao Qingwu came to the prison, her hair had been cut off, but she felt that she was fresh and refined. I feel that she is really beautiful, I believe that a woman like her would already covet her, let alone a man.

Looking at the gazes cast by Ai Xiaoli, Zhao Qingwu took them all away, then she approached Ai Xiaoli again, and said slowly: "It's just that the information I want to know is not something that can be bought on the black market. .”

Ever since Zhao Qingwu was in the prison, Ai Xiaoli had been observing her a lot, and felt that she was different, and she didn't come here to sit in prison at all, but to find someone.

And the person she was looking for was probably herself.

Ai Xiaoli didn't know why Zhao Qingwu wanted to find her at first, but now she finally understood.

It turned out that Zhao Qingwu wanted to get news about the black market from her mouth, it was indeed a bit too good, and it was absolutely impossible for her to get such news from her own mouth.

"What news do you want to know? You can't even buy it on the black market?" The reason why the black market can make people shudder when they say it like that is because of his danger and his great ability in life. There is almost no news in the world. It cannot be bought on the black market, and Zhao Qingwu is now saying that the news she wants is not available on the black market, so how important this news is.

Ai Xiaoli seemed to have imagined that Zhao Qingwu wanted to know something.

"Who is the head of the black market." As soon as Zhao Qingwu finished speaking, Ai Xiaoli's face immediately became a little dignified, as if she couldn't imagine why Zhao Qingwu would be interested in this.

The leader of the black market?She would want to know this secret. This is a taboo in the black market, and no one dares to go beyond it. Even merchants who have been in the black market for many years, dare not ask who the head of the black market is. A Zhao Qingwu dared to ask.

"You should know who the head of the black market is."

"How would I know." Ai Xiaoli's tone was very cold, but Zhao Qingwu could hear her meaning.

"If you don't know, then probably no one in the world knows." Zhao Qingwu's joke was heard in her ears, and Ai Xiaoli laughed. "Could it be that you think I will have something to do with the head of the black market?"

"I've also heard people say that you should understand it very well. Is it possible that you don't understand it?" Zhao Qingwu watched Ai Xiaoli's various reactions, and knew in her heart that Ai Xiaoli was absolutely very clear.

"Let me tell you, you'd better not provoke everyone in the black market casually." Ai Xiaoli persuaded, if it wasn't because she was in the same prison, she wouldn't bother Zhao Qingwu.

The last time Zhao Qingwu almost died in the black market, it seems that she really didn't learn her lesson, but this time she was planning to find the head of the black market, which is simply seeking her own death.

As long as Zhao Qingwu has an idea, she will always work hard to do it. Since she is looking for the head of the black market, she must be desperately doing it, but she just doesn't know if Ai Xiaoli will tell her.

Few people know who the head of the black market is, and this position is completely different from what others imagined. If someone exposes the news of the head of the black market, it may cause disaster.

To be honest, Zhao Qingwu and Ai Xiaoli are not very familiar with each other, and this Ai Xiaoli looks a little dignified, and the bald head makes her feel that she is not easy to mess with, so she might not tell her so easily. Zhao Qingwu.

Ai Xiaoli is different from the prisoners here. She has her head shaved and has tattoos on her head and on her neck. Those are the tattoos that only people with a very arrogant status would have.

Zhao Qingwu had no choice but to ask, "How much do you want?"

Originally, if Zhao Qingwu didn't speak, Ai Xiaoli might not be angry, but when Zhao Qingwu asked how much she wanted, she suddenly became a little annoyed: "Do you think I will be the kind of person who likes money?" Ai Xiaoli Satire.

I believe that no one likes to be said to be a person who likes money, let alone this Zhao Qingwu who is unfamiliar to her, which makes her feel very uncomfortable.

"Then what do you want? As long as you want, I will give you what I can give you." Zhao Qingwu had already talked to her with all his heart and soul like this, but in the end what he got in exchange was nothing. , Ai Xiaoli ignored her almost completely, and would not say any more unnecessary words.

After Ai Xiaoli finished all these meals, she stood up. If she didn't eat a little bit, it would be very painful. In addition, she didn't have any snacks after eating this meal. How to do it when you are full, this is simply a disc operation.

Zhao Qingwu didn't want to let go of such a good opportunity, so she wanted to pester Ai Xiaoli again. At this moment, Ai Xiaoli suddenly snatched Zhao Qingwu's meal.

"What's the matter? You don't want to eat, do you? If you don't want to eat, just give it to me, so as not to waste it." Ai Xiaoli ate all those meals in a few minutes.

After finishing the meal, she threw Zhao Qingwu's rice bowl on the floor, making a loud noise, so she called the instructor.

The instructor quickly ran over, and saw two people whispering just now, and didn't know what to say, but at this moment, he saw the appearance of the two people, and probably guessed what they wanted to do: "What are you two doing?"

Ai Xiaoli complained first: "Instructor, she always wants to harass me."

The instructor directly took the baton, then tapped Zhao Qingwu's nose and said, "You, go back and sit down!"

"Do you have the ability to fight with me?" Zhao Qingwu first sent a battle post to Ai Xiaoli, then looked at the instructor and said, "Instructor, I remember there will always be a little game after every meal, Otherwise, I will fight with her to see who wins, and it will be treated as a small game."

"Are you sure you want to fight me?" Ai Xiaoli had already started to exercise her muscles.

The instructor knew that Ai Xiaoli was not easy to mess with, and she was very strong in martial arts, Zhao Qingwu might not be able to defeat Ai Xiaoli, she thought of the task on her body, so she told Zhao Qingwu to sit down.

"Are you full and have nothing to do?"

The instructor's words were actually a step down for Zhao Qingwu, but Zhao Qingwu smiled: "Yeah, I'm full and have nothing to do, it's too boring, so I want to find someone to practice my hands on."