Chapter 6: Smashing the field

The three main streets in Ji'e District present a pattern of 'two horizontal and one vertical', with the ghost street as the vertical and the criminal and Kowloon streets as the horizontal.

After Li Jun left the Crow Clinic, he ran all the way along the dim capillary-like path, and it took nearly half an hour to sneak back to the area of Kowloon Street.

The name Kowloon Street originated from a large-scale 'Cantonese people going north' trend during the period of Emperor Longwu and Zhu Pingyuan.

A large number of businessmen from Liangguang and Guangzhou, who had abundant capital, took advantage of the fact that the New Donglin Party and the Eunuch Party were in full swing to go north to stand in line.

Cantonese gangsters, who smell money like hyenas, also move and invade the interior strongly.

Many of these people came from the Kowloon Walled City on Hong Kong Island, so when they entered Chengdu Prefecture, they renamed the site they occupied as Kowloon Street.

As the political situation in the court gradually became clear, the new Donglin Party was determined, and a large number of forces that bet on the wrong treasure were liquidated.

The territory of the Cantonese gangsters was invaded by the Pao Brothers' Association in one fell swoop, and all of them were driven back to the beach, and only the name Kowloon Street remained.

Therefore, the style of Kowloon Street is unique in Chengdu Prefecture, and you can see signboards written in traditional Chinese characters everywhere.

Cantonese teahouse, dog meat hot pot, overnight hotel, crowded flower field....

The red lanterns hanging under the signboard are lined up, and the continuous bright red reflects the neon glare of the dome, and the whole street looks like a red dragon entrenched on the ground.

It's just that these are businesses on the surface.

Kowloon Street really makes money in casinos, hook bars, underground boxing rings, and illegal Huangliang Dream Houses hidden under these signboards.

Li Jun's footsteps stopped in front of a night market, which was the most profitable place under Zhao Dou's name.

Of course, the money here is not made by selling alcohol and bionic prostitutes, but by gambling.

This is the most famous underground boxing stadium in the entire chicken and goose area, the Kowloon Boxing Ring!

Maybe it's because the whole street is the territory of the Pao Brothers' Club, and the guards watching the scene don't believe that anyone dares to come to the Pao Brothers' Brother's Prince's field to make trouble.

Therefore, the inspection at the door was very casual, and Li Jun entered the night market effortlessly.

As soon as I entered the door, the sound of a big drum pumping blood and the sound of a zither piercing the golden cracked stone smashed into my face, and the entire dance floor was full of excited men and women.

Li Jun had been to this field before, so he was familiar with the crowd and walked straight to the depths of the night field with his head buried.

There is a secret door there, and behind the door is the Nine Dragons Boxing Ring, which is called the 'Blood Gold Terrace'.

The deeper he went, the more robes there were around him with tattoos on his neck, and one of them stood up and blocked Li Jun.

"Hey, dance in the front, and don't let the idlers in the back."

The robe brother thought that Li Jun was a drunk guest who went the wrong way, and was about to drive him away, but suddenly saw the cyan claws exposed between Li Jun's collars, and his raised hand was suddenly stunned in the air.

Li Jun raised his head and said with a smile: "I'm also an idler?"

Brother Pao, who was blocking the way, saw Li Jun's face clearly, his eyes shrank obviously, and then his eyes immediately dodged, and he bowed his head and said respectfully: "Brother Jun, you... How did you get here? ”

Li Jun looked around at the robe brother who was facing a great enemy, and said to the man in front of him: "Why, I can't come to Zhao Dou's field?" ”

The man was obviously a little panicked, and he didn't even say no, but the fingers attached to the side of his trouser leg were flicking slightly.

"Alright, don't do these little things. Go tell Sun Jiu that I, Li Jun, have come to smash his field. ”

After leaving this sentence, Li Jun directly pushed the man away, raised his foot and kicked open the secret door.

Behind the door is a wide area, the size of a basketball court, with thousands of stands scattered high and low, surrounding the middle of the boxing ring one meter above the ground.

At this moment, the fight in the ring has just been decided.

A burly fighter had his stomach cut open with a sharp weapon, and blood gushed out.

A large mass of hot organs flowed on the ring, and the already turbid air was immediately covered with a layer of fishy blood.

"What the Five Tigers Broken Door Knife, it was so simple that he was disemboweled, and he caused Lao Tzu to lose his three hundred Ming treasure money!"

"That's it, I think this turtle Harpy is an impostor."

The gambler who lost the ring stared at the corpse on the ring with scarlet eyes, eager to pounce on it and tear off two more pieces of meat.

Just as the gamblers were gearing up to bet on the second match, the words 'stop' suddenly popped up on the electronic screens around them that introduced the boxers' information.

Before the gamblers could react, more than a dozen muddy water robe brothers began to clear the game.

Soon after, the entire ring was empty, and only the still red blood on the ring proved the excitement.

Li Jun sat in the stands, his arms spread out on the back of the left and right chairs, and his eyes stared at a muddy water robe in front of him.

This person is Zhao Dou's henchman, Sun Jiu. specially guarded the cornucopia of the Kowloon Boxing Ring for him.

"I didn't expect you to be able to go back to Kowloon Street, your life is big enough."

Sun Jiu didn't salute Li Jun, who was the fifth brother of the Red Flag, and stood in place like this.

The thick neck was covered with a layer of metal, like a head stuck in a steel pier.

In the face of such an arrogant and domineering Sun Jiu, Li Jun did not get angry, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This proves what Zhao Dou did Sun Jiu must know, as long as Sun Jiu's mouth is pried open, he can get the evidence that Zhao Dou ate inside and outside and murdered his comrades.

Piercing the matter, this is the purpose of Li Jun's return to Kowloon Street to pick up Zhao Douchang.

Only in this way can Li Jun occupy the word 'morality'.

As long as Zhao Ding, the uncle of Brother Muddy Water, does not want Brother Robe to be so disheartened, he must deal with it impartially.

"My Li Jun's life is not big, and you Sun Jiu are not qualified to evaluate. I just want to ask you, follow Zhao Dou to eat inside and out, are you not afraid of being stabbed and six holes? ”

As soon as Li Jun's words fell, there was a sudden gasp in the boxing ring, and many robe brothers around looked at Sun Jiu with shocked eyes.

In the 'righteous word first' robe brother association, 'three knives and six holes' is a means to punish traitors.

No one wants to bear such an infamy.

Although Sun Jiu is a thug with muscles in his head, he also knows that he can't follow Li Jun's words at this time.

"Li Jun, although you are the fifth brother of the Red Flag in the association, you can't frame people with empty mouths and white teeth, right? Brother Dou is our future uncle, how could he do something to betray his brother? ”

Sun Jiu's fists clenched, and the corners of his mouth showed a cruel smile, "I heard that you took people into the criminal street to discuss business with the group of would-be robbers of the Sacrificial Sword Society, but you were arrested by the Tianfu guards. ”

"Master Ding once had a fate, Brother Pao will be inseparable from the Japanese Kou, if you do this, I'm afraid you should be stabbed and six holes, right?"

"Rebellion really stimulates people's potential, you idiot can say so many high-sounding truths."

Li Jun raised his hand and scraped his eyebrows, his eyes were as cold as knives, and he slowly stood up.

"Time is pressing, I won't fight with you, and when I pull out the chip in your head, everyone will naturally know who is a cat and who is a mouse."

"Lao Tzu has long been unhappy with you, the fifth brother of the red flag who can fight the most in the robe? What the hell! Lao Tzu's chip is here, I'm waiting for you to pull it out! ”

Sun Jiu patted his brain, spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm, and shouted: "Hack him to death for me!" ”