After the group had lunch, Yu Qingcheng did not go back to the oppressive iron cage, but followed Young Master Ji and Anwar to the neighborhood meeting. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The INFO neighborhood association is a kind of gathering spontaneously established by the people of Hong Kong, and if we talk about the age, it is probably no later than the military's special intelligence department. At first, this kind of neighborhood association was established in the Kowloon Walled City, mainly to maintain order in the Walled City and resist the oppression of foreigners.

Mr. Chen started out in the neighborhood association.

Although the largest Kowloon Walled City is no longer there, the neighborhood associations throughout Hong Kong are still preserved, and Young Master Ji is the president of the Iron Cage Walled City Neighborhood Association. Yu Qingcheng came to another three-bedroom house, which is no longer an iron cage sleeper, but a house for two people, and the living room is completely idle, more like a home. Although it is not as good as Young Master Ji's residence, in this walled city, it can be described as heaven.

"Allure, I'm really embarrassed yesterday. Anwar took Yu Chengcheng to his room and invited her to sit down, a little embarrassed for a while. Yu Qingcheng also said: "It's okay, you have your rules of survival, don't mention the past again." "Yu Qingcheng's cultivation is the traditional Chinese martial virtue, which is tolerant of people. As long as the other party is not deliberately making things difficult, it is an unintentional mistake, she will not care.

"The members of the neighborhood association are treated really well. Yu Qingcheng looked around the scene, there were two beds and some ordinary furniture, but Anwar had many posters of Bruce Lee on the side of his bed, and it seemed that he was a big fan of Bruce Lee. glanced at Anwar again, and Yu Tingcheng noticed that his dress and hairstyle were also designed according to Bruce Lee. "You admire Bruce Lee very much. ”

"Bruce Lee is my idol. Anwar looked out the window with a look of yearning on his face. "My hometown is in Guangxi, and I was so poor that I didn't even see what a bank card looked like before I went to the city. Later, I followed the elders in the village to Dongguan to work, and I worked on the assembly line all year round, but when I was ready to go back to my hometown for the Chinese New Year, the money I earned was not enough to honor my parents. I bragged to my parents that my son had made a lot of money and had a good future, so he swam to Hong Kong. ”

Anwar glanced at Yu Chengcheng and said, "Thanks to Young Master Ji, they took me in, helped me find a part-time job, and stayed here to practice kung fu, so I had the opportunity to act in a movie." Master Chen is a good person, he gave us people a thought, if it weren't for him, I'm afraid I would have jumped into the Zero Ding Ocean a few years ago. Anwar said, shaking his spirits, took out a worn-out nunchuck, and played it a few times.

"You're going to make it. Yu Qingcheng took a deep breath. At this time, another young and slightly older gangster entered the house, and just took off his coat and pants, he suddenly found a girl sitting in the room, and he was so angry that he shouted at Anwar: "Damn, there are people in the house, why don't you say anything!" Yu Qingcheng realized that he should avoid it, and quickly stood up: "I'm sorry, I'll go back first." We'll talk about that another day. ”

At that moment, the lights in the room suddenly flickered, and then the fire went out. There was a chaotic sound in the walled city, and after a while, Young Master Ji had already run into the corridor with a group of thugs, and said, "Brothers from the neighborhood association, come out! The black-skinned monkey has pulled our electricity again, and go out for a thousand things!" Anwar listened, grabbed the nunchucks in his hand and rushed out, and the other thug didn't have time to put on his shirt, so he covered up his trousers and followed behind.

Yu Qingcheng also followed Anwar's side, at this time there was no electricity in the walled city, and it had become dark, and the people in front could only hold their mobile phones to illuminate it.

"What's going on?"

"Our wires have been pulled, these black-skinned monkeys!" Anwar snorted angrily. It turned out that because there were too many residents in the iron cage walled city, there was not enough electricity, and quite a lot of circuits were not from the community itself, but secretly connected from the public cables outside. But in Tin Shui Wai, there is another walled city, where the people are not Chinese, but many people from Southeast Asia who have been smuggled into Hong Kong, as well as some Africans.

Yu also knows that there are also many Southeast Asians and Africans who have smuggled into Guangzhou. Because these people are barbaric and backward, and their skin is dark, the Chinese generally call Southeast Asians black-skinned monkeys and Africans chimpanzees. There are not many of these blacks in Tin Shui Wai, but they are very fierce, and they can't even hold the iron cage, in order to compete for power and water, they often clash with the people of the iron cage village, and they did it this time.

Although most of the people in the neighborhood association are practicing fancy skills, they are also skilled gangsters, copying all kinds of weapons and rushing out of the iron cage walled city, there are hundreds of people, quite the momentum of the old boy in Causeway Bay. And behind a cable on the back street, there is also a bunch of people as black as charcoal, who are stealing the cable of the iron cage village there. "Thunder, your mother's black, you want to use electricity to pick it up yourself!

These blacks did not dare to go directly to the public cable, so they stole the cable of the iron cage village, which made the people in the neighborhood association very angry.

The two waves of people did not understand the language, and the grievances were deep, so they soon rushed together and fought chaotically. The people in the neighborhood association were all gangsters who fought in groups, and they were fierce, but those black people were not to be outdone, with electric pipe pliers in their hands and wooden sticks in their hands, and they were beaten in the dark, and their flesh and blood were blurred. Although Yu Qingcheng was not a member of the neighborhood association, he did not evade it, and copied a penny for drying clothes in his hand, and stabbed down more than a dozen black skins in a row.

Although the penny can't stab the dead, Yu Qingcheng's current Liuhe big gun is many times more exquisite than when he was surrounded and cut down, but after such a while, he has become the main force in the neighborhood association.

Anwar and the others were also dazzled by Yu Chengcheng's kung fu, and their fighting spirit was even stronger.

It was already dark, and the black-skinned monkey was chased out of most of the street, finally alarming the local police station. Young Master Ji saw more than a dozen police cars roaring towards him, and hurriedly said: "Don't chase it, everyone go back to the walled city!" But at this time it was too late, although some people ran out of the police blockade, but Yu Qingcheng, Anwar and more than a dozen other people who rushed to the front, were surrounded by the police with pistols on the side of the road.

"Officer, it's those black monkeys who are destroying the cables, please arrest them!" Anwar pointed at the direction of the black-skinned monkey's escape with the nunchucks in his hand and shouted in Cantonese, not wanting to usher in a flying kick from the police: "Blind, pounce!" Yu Qingcheng also threw the penny that had been beaten into a brush on the ground, and was hooded and handcuffed by the police and stuffed into the police car. In the face of so many policemen, pistols, charges, there is no room for resistance for anyone.

And the Hong Kong people on the roadside seem to be surprised. Although this kind of group of dozens or hundreds of people is already very bad, it doesn't seem to be a big deal in the eyes of Hong Kong people, I don't know if they have too high a vision or a big nerves.

Yu Chengcheng was taken to an unknown police station together, and did not remove the handcuffs, only ripped off the hood, and sat on a bench with Anwar and them. In front of the bench was a long desk, and in front of everyone sat a policeman, and in front of Yu Chengcheng was a female policeman. There are people walking around in the police station, which looks chaotic, and Yu Qingcheng feels that the working atmosphere here is not as good as that of the public security bureau on the mainland.

The policewoman took a pen and a stack of forms and said a series of English to Yu Chengcheng, who looked at her a little blankly. To be honest, Yu Tingcheng's English level is limited to twenty-six English letters, and this female police officer's English seems to be a native language, and she doesn't feel jerky at all. Not to mention Yu Chengcheng, it is estimated that those who have passed the sixth level in the university have to remind her to "speak slowly".

seemed to find that Yu Tingcheng didn't understand English, and the female police officer spoke a string of Cantonese, but Yu Tingcheng still had the same expression. The police officer seemed to notice that the girl had been smuggled over, threw down the pen, and returned to a glass house inside to report to work. Yu Qingcheng exhaled lightly, looked at Anwar and the police officers around him who were communicating with the police officers in Cantonese, and then remembered his ID, and the contact system was not on him at this time.

Because although Young Master Ji and she can contact the Hong Kong garrison, it is best not to expose it as a last resort. You must know that Hong Kong is not small, but it is not big, and if your identity is exposed, it will be difficult to do things in the future. So Yu Tingcheng calmed down for a while, looked at the female police officer, and after a while, a British policeman wearing civilian clothes and a number plate came out of the glass house and said hello to Yu Tingcheng.

"Miss, please come to a separate interrogation room. ”

"Huh?" Yu Qingcheng glanced at him in surprise. She was not surprised by the solitary interrogation, but in Hong Kong, Chinese people do not speak Mandarin, but the British police can actually speak Mandarin, which is really a bit ridiculous. Standing up from the bench, Yu Qingcheng supported the handcuffs with his hands, followed the British policeman through several corridors, and finally came to a light blue set and a small room only a few square meters in size.

There was only one desk and two chairs in the room. The British policeman asked Yu Qingcheng to sit down face to face with him and looked at her.

"Name?"

"Yu Allure. ”

"Origin?"

"A small city in China's coastal provinces. ”

"Smuggled?"

"No, with a tour group. Yu Qingcheng showed a calm expression. The British police didn't believe it at all: "Which tour group?"

"What is it called Dadong Tour? Yu Qingcheng rolled his eyes, casually made up a name, and found that the British police actually started to make a record seriously, and almost didn't laugh. "I said that I would travel to Hong Kong for 1,000 yuan, but as soon as I got here, they asked us to buy and buy, and I didn't have enough money, so they threw me in the store. My ID card and passport are all gone, and I have nowhere to go, so I can only live in Tin Shui Wai first and find a way to go back. ”

"Can we search your body?" The British police made a record seriously, and it was actually both Chinese and English subtitles, and Chinese was still traditional, so that Yu Qingcheng had to admire that this guy was really professional and technical. However, of course, she denied the police's request: "No, I am not a criminal suspect, I am a Chinese citizen living in the mainland and have come to Hong Kong for tourism." I refuse this service. ”

"Miss, you can't provide evidence in your favor, we can only send you to the detention center. You'd better get a lawyer, because you're not a stowaway, but you've been involved in the violence in Tin Shui Wai. You are very likely to be charged by the SAR government, understand?" the British policeman showed a threatening expression at Yu Tingcheng, and Yu Tingcheng also glanced around.

"Yes, it's much better than the environment in Tin Shui Wai. Do you care about the rice?"