Half an hour later, Scar's younger brother came over with the money.

All of them are 500 Hong Kong dollars in denomination, a full 100 sheets, 50,000 yuan.

Scar Zhong watched his little brother hand over the money to Jiang Sen, and his heart was dripping with blood.

These are all the money he saved by working hard to sell laundry detergent.

Jiang Sen, this little bastard, eats, drinks, prostitutes, gambles, and plays with women, and the money is in his hands, and it is estimated that it will not last for three months before it is spent.

Scar Zhong stood up and said, "Asen, then I'll go first?" ”

Jiang Sen said with a smile: "Why are you in such a hurry, let's talk for a while." ”

"Next time, I'll make an appointment with Boss Chen of Hongguang Restaurant to talk about things."

"Since Brother Zhong has something to do, then I won't delay you, and I'll go back and drink tea together."

"Uh-huh-hmm......"

Scar Zhong nodded, and took the two younger brothers and couldn't wait to leave.

He really didn't want to see Jiang Sen's hateful face for a minute now.

As for what IOU, Jiang Sen didn't say it, and he naturally wouldn't mention it.

Today he has a gun and he's the boss, but he can't always carry a gun with him.

If there is a chance in the future, he will definitely let him spit it out with interest.

Here, Jiang Sen stood in front of the window, watched Scar Zhong's car leave, and turned into the bedroom.

Zhu Xiaojuan was sitting on the bed in a silent daze, there were still blood stains on her face, and her body was also blue and purple, and when she saw Jiang Sen coming in, there was a bright light in her eyes, but then it went out again.

She betrayed Scar Zhong, and she didn't withstand the beating and betrayed Jiang Sen, if Jiang Sen didn't have a gun, according to Scar Zhong's character, he would definitely be hacked to death.

So she didn't have the face to beg Jiang Sen to forgive herself.

Jiang Sen had experienced countless life and death tests in his previous life, and he had also seen countless dark human nature, Zhu Xiaojuan's thoughts he could naturally see at a glance, but he didn't bother to explain.

took out a thick wad of money from his pocket, didn't count it, and threw it directly next to her.

"You take the money and do whatever you want. Besides, he won't trouble you again, at least until he kills me. ”

Zhu Xiaojuan was startled at first, and when she saw a large stack of large denominations of Hong Kong dollars next to the bed, she was immediately surprised: "This, where did you get so much money?" ”

Zhu Xiaojuan asked, and then reacted, and said in surprise: "Ah Sen, you are crazy, you dare to blackmail him?" ”

Jiang Sen said impatiently: "Okay, take care of yourself, I'm leaving!" ”

With that, he turned and left.

Zhu Xiaojuan paused for a moment, hugged his waist from behind, and cried, "I'm sorry Asen, I'm ...... I'm so scared......"

Jiang Sen let her hold her for a while, then broke her arm and walked away without looking back.

The eldest husband said that if he didn't sleep with his sister-in-law, he would never sleep again!

Unless Scar Zhong is dead.

Zhu Xiaojuan cried and shouted in the back: "Asen, take care ...... you"

……

……

According to the traction of memory, Jiang Sen took a taxi to his residence in the Walled City of Kowloon.

The radio came the singing voice of "Xiao Li Flying Knife" composed by Gu Jiahui.

It's rare to have a good skill

The love barrier has never been overcome

Can't break through, tender and sweet

Wielding the sword indiscriminately yielded no results

……

Ears listen to familiar melodies, eyes look through glass windows, looking at the colorful world outside.

In the 70s, Hong Kong was already extremely developed, with high-rise buildings lined up one after another, cars and motorcycles parked on the roadside, cars of various brands speeding by on the road, and double-decker buses passing through the narrow streets.

At the same time, there are many housing estates between the high-rise buildings, and there are rickshaws waiting for customers at the intersection.

Pedestrians on the road are shoulder to shoulder, and their footsteps are hurried.

They are mainly dressed in white shirts, trousers, and leather shoes.

The more fashionable one is to change the pants to the kind of bell bottoms that are narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, which is very old-fashioned.

Looking at it, Jiang Sen's eyes appeared in front of Jiang Sen from the Jin Ge Iron Horse in his previous life, and the earth-shattering shouting of killing echoed in his ears......

The car passed through the bustling Mong Kok and Kowloon City districts to the Kowloon Walled City, a place outside the law that didn't care about anything.

With a total area of only 0.26 square kilometres, this slum is home to 50,000 people, making it the most densely populated area in the world.

Ninety percent of the narrow alleys and narrow circuits inside are devoid of sunlight, and the day is like night, which is in stark contrast to the bustling main city.

Hey gangsters, robbers, smugglers, smugglers, smugglers, girls... All the criminals you can imagine are concentrated here.

At the same time, the crime rate is among the lowest in Hong Kong, and there is a strict underground management system.

Robbing and stealing outside, if you are caught, you will only be imprisoned for a few years, and if you steal and rob here, you will have to cut off your hands if you are caught, and you will even be killed on the spot.

In addition, the land rent is low, the price is cheap, and there is no need to pay any taxes.

Because of this, some small manufacturing factories have moved into the city to provide low-cost products for the residents of the city, and these products are also sold to the whole of Xiangjiang, according to incomplete statistics, eighty percent of the fish balls in Xiangjiang come from the Kowloon Walled City.

In addition to factories and workshops, there are also schools, nursing homes, neighborhood welfare associations, and youth centers in the walled city......

At this time, the price of houses in Kowloon City has reached nearly 3,000 yuan per square meter, and a 100-square-meter house costs 300,000 yuan.

Jiang Sen can't afford to rent an apartment in the city, so he can only live in the walled city, and the rent here is much cheaper than outside.

Like the 300-square-foot "rooftop mansion" he shared with others, if it is at least 300 yuan in Kowloon City, but it only costs 50 Hong Kong dollars a month here, which is amazingly cheap.

Along the tortuous and cramped corridor, to the top of the 7th floor, the road was dirty, and the air was filled with the smell of feces and urine.

When I got to the door, I touched my pants pocket and found that the key had been dropped.

He picked up a wire from the ground, tinkered twice in the keyhole, and then twisted the doorknob to open the security door.

This is not Jiang Sen's skill, but the craftsmanship inherited from its predecessor.

Throw away the wire and walk into the house.

His room was even more dirty than Zhu Xiaojuan's room, and because it was on the top floor, after a day of exposure, the room was like a steamer, and a wave of heat mixed with the sour smell of rot came to his nose.

After less than three minutes in the house, his forehead was already covered with sweat.

In fact, the temperature in the summer of the last year of the Song Dynasty was much higher than that of the current Xiangjiang, especially in the camp, which was not only hot, but also mosquito-infested, and the environment was very harsh.

He can stay in that environment for ten years, and perseverance is needless to say.

But the point is that this body is no longer the flesh that was tempered in the previous life.

"Why am I here?"

Jiang Sen asked to himself.

Then he remembered that coming here was just a subconscious act, and in fact he didn't know where he was going?

It was obviously uninhabitable, and the rags were of no value, so he simply didn't want it, and left after closing the door, he planned to change to a better house.

It's not bad for money anyway, so why abuse yourself? He's not a masochist.

When I went down the stairs to the downstairs, my stomach was so hungry that I "gurgled".

In his previous life, he hadn't eaten for three days and three nights.

Because of the infection of the knife wound, he had a high fever, vomited and diarrhea, vomited whatever he ate, and could not even drink a sip of water.

I found a roadside noodle restaurant downstairs and ordered a beef noodle shop.

Soon, the full amount of noodles was served, and the red soup was filled with finely chopped green onions, thick beef slices + strong noodles, and a noodle fragrance came to the nose.

Jiang Sen's stomach was hooked, he took the chili noodles and sprinkled some into it, then buried his head and ate it in a big gulp.

After eating a bowl of noodles like a storm, Jiang Sen touched his stomach, and he was only five points full, so he shouted: "Boss, have another bowl." ”

"Okay Brother Sen, wait a minute."

The boss in his fifties sounds like he's from the mainland.

Jiang Sen chatted casually with the boss, and sure enough, he was from HN.

Soon the boss came over with a face and said with a smile: "When did Brother Sen learn Chinese?" ”

Jiang Sen smiled and didn't speak, lowered his head and chewed slowly.

The boss didn't ask any questions, and turned around to get busy.

Although the cost of living in the walled city is very low, everyone hopes that one day they can live in a spacious and bright house in the city through hard work.

It's a pity that they don't know that no matter how hard they try, they will never be able to keep up with the speed of housing prices in Xiangjiang.

And Jiang Sen's lowered face also showed a sad look.

Because he thought of his parents on that plane.

"I don't know if they are still in this world? Look back for a chance to go back to the mainland and have a look. ”

Jiang Sen muttered.

But then I suddenly remembered that it was 1976, and according to the time, even if their parents existed, they would only be six or seven years old now......

Just when Jiang Sen was depressed, there was a sudden noise in his ears, and five men who spoke the coastal dialect of the mainland sat on the table diagonally opposite him while talking and laughing, and the topic of conversation was the robbery that happened this morning.

"Those brothers are too fierce, they hold guns biubiubiu, shoot at Xiangjiang's strips, and they can't lift their heads."

"Nonsense, those people are definitely YZ veterans, those Xiangjiang strips who haven't even killed a single person, how can they fight?"

"Why, 2 million, if I had so much money, I would definitely go back to my hometown, build a big house for my wife, marry a beautiful girl, and give birth to a few big fat boys."

"What's the use of envying others, let's take action and do a big ......"