Disguise

Yin Tao, who was in the back row, chuckled. Feng Jing's current appearance was indeed compatible with the black market. Although he still had a righteous look on his face, his serious expression made it seem like he had really killed someone before.

"Shouldn't we disguise ourselves?" Yin Tao felt that from the way they dressed and acted, they didn't look like people from the black market.

"Alright. There seems to be a casino in the black market at night. Let's disguise ourselves and try to sneak in." Feng Jing also felt that it was necessary to disguise himself. After all, Yin Tao was also here. It wouldn't be good if they encountered any danger.

"Brother Feng, not everyone can enter the black market, right? How are we going to sneak in at night?" Yin Tao knew that the black market had its own rules. If everyone could enter, there was no way they wouldn't leave any clues for the police.