"Smack."

Shoes stepped into the sewage, splashing large patches of muddy water.

The mouse, which was not much smaller than a cat, was frightened and rushed past Li Yan. The air was filled with the stench of decay coming from the fish ball processing plant behind the building.

No matter how legendary the slum of the Kowloon Walled City is in the eyes of later generations. Dirty and run-down are the shades here. Those drunken places in the walled city are at least out of reach of Li Yan now.

Li Yan's thumb was surrounded by a bunch of keys, which belonged to a certain room in the mottled apartment in front of him.

The key was given by the red ghost, which was a gift to Li Yan, and he didn't have to squeeze in a room with those low-level fighters in the ring. It is only a fifteen-minute walk from Longjin Road, where the Kowloon Ring is located, which is quite convenient for Li Yan.

Boxers who fight in Dragon City have to find a suitable manager for themselves, which is the so-called Dragon City groom. When the fighters will play and how they will fight, they are all arranged by the manager. Li Yan's previous manager in Dragon City was the fat man with small eyes, called Fat Bo. And now, his manager is naturally a red ghost.

Compared with the fat boy Bo who can only be powerful in the fourth ring, the red ghost is a famous figure in the entire Dragon City ring, at the age of thirteen he used Chen Minhong's name to enter the boxing ring, and at the age of twenty-one he became the leader of the sixth ring. After retiring, he followed Tai Sui to do things, and he was one of the most relied on managers around Tai Sui, and even Wu Haoxi, the chairman of the committee, would greet Ah Hong with a smile when he saw the red ghost. boxing with the red ghost is a big joy for people like Fat Boy Bo to set off firecrackers and buy roast goose to celebrate.

And in the eyes of Fat Boybo, Li Yan, who has ascended to the sky one step at a time, is groping for dozens of yuan in his trouser pocket at the moment, his face is ugly, and he does not have any complacent appearance at all.

"Three hundred Yan Fu points is a full three million Hong Kong dollars, can I rob the bank?"

Although the tapir gave Li Yan three Yan Fu incidents to make up the three hundred Yan Fu points, Li Yan obviously couldn't wait so long. What he wants is to do it in one step, just in the Kowloon Walled City in 1986, within a month, he will earn enough three million Hong Kong dollars!

"Meow~"

Li Yan looked down and saw that an orange kitten was pacing back and forth at his feet, and the tip of his nose hit his trouser leg from time to time.

"Ami."

A childish female voice came from the top of the stairs, Li Yan followed the sound, and above the stairs was a little girl of thirteen or fourteen years old, wearing a white-washed shirt, barefoot, soft and weak, and her expression looked a little scary.

"Meow~"

The kitten heard the call of its owner, and after two or three jumps, it ran to the girl's side, purring in its throat.

"I'm sorry, sir, Ami always likes to run around."

Li Yan smiled: "Your cat is very cute. ”

With that, he walked into the apartment. Look for the room number that the red ghost told him.

"Little sister, do you know where room 413 is?"

The little girl nodded when she heard this, picked up her cat, and motioned for Li Yan to follow her.

After walking for about a minute or two, the little girl stopped. He pointed to the number in the room next to him.

"Here it is."

"Thank you, little sister. Then, my brother invites you to eat candy. ”

Li Yan took out two milk candies from his pocket and handed them to the little girl. The sugar was bought on Longjin Road to relieve his pain.

"Ah Xiu, who are you talking to so late?"

A woman's voice came from the door of the house where Li Yan had his back, a little hoarse, obviously lacking in breath.

"No, Mom, I'm going downstairs to find Ami."

Seeing the candy in Li Yan's hand, the girl was a little hesitant, but when she heard the sound coming from the room, she hurriedly said goodbye to Li Yan and returned to the room.

Li Yan peeled off the candy wrapper, stuffed a toffee into his mouth, and without thinking too much, he took out the key and opened his door.

There are two mothers and daughters on the other side, which is better than Yingying Yanyan who is causing trouble, at least the current Li Yan doesn't want to make trouble.

The house is cramped, but it is clean. It's just that the smell of fish balls from the fish ball processing factory behind the apartment is so strong that you can smell it even if you close the doors and windows. Li Yan was just looking for a place to stay, but he didn't care too much, and he cleaned up a little and fell asleep with his head covered.

……

Late at night, in a gambling stall.

"Open! Twelve o'clock old. ”

As the dice stopped turning, the suit was messy, and the middle-aged man with a hairline back suddenly collapsed to the ground, and there was a faint smell of alcohol on his body. Some of the people gathered around the table were frowning, others gritting their teeth, but no one looked at him, as if the middle-aged man with an ugly face was about to have a heart attack and was a pile of garbage about to be swept down the street.

"Come on, come on, buy and leave."

The black tooth Tai who was shaking the dice had his hair scattered, and his blackened teeth were biting half of his cigarette, and he was shouting with red light.

"Wait, wait, this is still weighing me down."

The middle-aged man with red eyes screamed in a hoarse voice.

"Take the money, uncle."

Hei Yatai swallowed a mouthful of thick phlegm and shouted at the middle-aged man in a perverse tone. His eyes were vicious, and he could naturally see that this middle-aged man had no more than half a dime. If he dared to shout something to gamble with his fingers at this time, Heiyatai would have asked someone to drag him behind, strip him naked, and throw him into the sea to feed the sharks.

The middle-aged man's lips trembled, and he took out a flat wooden box from his arms.

"How much is this worth?"

The wooden box was opened, and inside was a pale yellow rice paper, with staggered gilding lines on the paper, drawing a lifelike Kui Niu, with fine golden hair all over the body, and a one-legged stand on the ground, sitting on the sky and roaring. On the back of the paper, there is a dense layer of small print.

Hei Yatai didn't think about it, and even slapped the rice paper inside the wooden box on the middle-aged man's face!

"Hang your mother, take a box of toilet paper and want to exchange money? Is there a need for the dark coin? If you don't have any money, get out of the way!"

The middle-aged man staggered back from the beating, two nosebleeds running down his lips to the ground, and he got up and muttered as he walked out in embarrassment.

"I don't know the goods, I came from an antique."

He patted the dust on his body and staggered outside, but he didn't expect that walking drunkenly on the cramped streets of Kowloon City like this was the most provocative......

"Rotten boy, talk nonsense......"

He was still complaining, but he didn't notice that a figure sneakily approached him from behind, and while he wasn't looking, the cement block in his hand slammed into the back of his head!

The middle-aged man fell down in response, the man squatted down and groped eagerly in the pocket on his body, but found nothing, when he was annoyed, Yu Guang saw the extraordinary bronzing rice paper he was holding in his hand, and he didn't think about it, so he grabbed it in his hand, glanced at no one around, and turned around to leave.

At this moment, a hand suddenly grabbed his trouser leg and tripped him to the ground.

The middle-aged man was covered in blood and groaned in his mouth.

"Help, save me, save ......"

The man trembled all over, and tried to kick the middle-aged man's chest, trying to make him let go of his hand, but the middle-aged man's hand was clenched very tightly, and he refused to let go.

He gasped, anger rose from his heart, and he fumbled with the bloody cement block he had just thrown to the ground, and raised his hands high. Smash it hard!

"Bang!"

Li Yan's palm pierced down and smashed into his opponent's face, directly making him unconscious.

"This posterior boy is sharp, and he has won five games in a row in one night."

"What a ghost, this guy is clearly not at the fourth level, and he still lets him fight?"

The red ghost leaned on the edge of the ring and waved his hand to let Li Yan step down.

"What's the matter? Brother Red Ghost? Li Yan asked half-jokingly.

The red ghost smiled bitterly.

"If you continue to fight like this, the idiot will know that he has no brains to follow you, and it will make me see money in the boxing ring, come with me, you will fight in the last game today."

"Okay. Where to? ”

The red ghost throws the cigarette butt to the ground.

"Fuyi Building."