Chapter 130 Kowloon Reconstruction Plan The outside of the Kowloon boxing ring was already crowded with people, although they didn't seem to be gathering together to form any visible barrier.
But they were so loose and loose, working in groups of two or three, that it was enough to ensure that anyone who wanted to go to the ring or come out of it would be watched by them.
Several detective-looking people stood in the corner, wearing felt hats and wrapping their faces tightly with collars, not only to prevent moisture from soaking their faces, but also to prevent others from recognizing them.
"According to me, just block the elevator. Why do we have such a big battle? I believe those martial arts masters can dodge bullets, but I don't believe they won't die if they jump from the tenth floor!"
"Hey, why do you care so much? We're just here to watch the fun and make money. It's none of our business to beat these little mules to death. We'd better think about where to go for supper tonight."
"Penglai Pavilion is good."
"Penglai Pavilion? I think you don't want to eat, but you want to eat the chicks there. I don't know you yet, hahahaha."
Sitting on the sofa, Fourth Master Jin looked out the floor-to-ceiling window and saw that the place where the auditorium should have been was now filled with dwarf mules holding swords, guns and clubs.
Sighing, he said slowly: "What benefits has the mourning dog given you? If you are so disrespectful of the moral principles of the world, forget about others, but aren't you all old people who have been with me for decades? Same thing. Easily bribed?"
"Ah? How much did he give you? Niguidong, Clavicle Cai, Gao Lao, Lao Dao..."
Every time Mr. Jin read out a name, someone in the crowd standing behind the mourning dog would lower his head and sigh.
"What nonsense! Are you being asked to act in a movie now?"
Sanggou slapped the table, interrupting Mr. Jin's speech.
"You don't know anything about this group of people under you, old man. I didn't give them any money. I just promised them that after the Kowloon Walled City is rebuilt, everyone can get a share of the property." soup."
"Oh, it turns out it was a promissory note, not a check."
Hong Sheng put his hand under his chin, thoughtfully.
Kowloon Walled City is a famous "Three No Matters" zone with a complex population and chaotic planning. No force is willing to manage this territory.
Over time, this place was taken over by gangsters like Jin Siye, forming its own underground order and becoming a breeding ground for crime.
Originally, the government had always left things alone in areas where taxes could not be collected. As long as the troubles inside were not brought outside, no one cared whether the people inside were dead or alive or what they were doing.
But one thing that makes the upper class uncomfortable with Kowloon Walled City is that it appears in an urban area, in a central area, rather than in suburbs like Yuen Long and the New Territories.
It's like a very beautiful and fair woman with a tumor on her face.
Others would ignore her gorgeous red lips, her breakable skin, and her seductive eyes, and instead just stare at the tumor, making the ugly even uglier.
The plan to rebuild the Kowloon Walled City has been discussed and circulated for many years. Some people always mention it, but then it is shelved for unknown reasons.
I thought that this matter, like other matters, would become a mirage that was discussed on a daily basis but never had a chance to be implemented.
But last year, after an official named Smith came to the local area, the reconstruction plan was put on the agenda again. It was placed on the table of relevant officials and was mentioned from time to time.
"The Kowloon Walled City is too old and an eyesore to everyone. When the landlady came here a few years ago, she couldn't cover it up even if she wanted to. It would be too embarrassing for us Hong Kong Islanders."
Fourth Master Jin snorted coldly, "I thought you, bastard, didn't remember that you were from the Tang Dynasty." Sanggou's expression changed, "Then who do you think I am?"
Heiwu suddenly interjected: "I think you are not a human being. You are worse than a dog. I'm going to attack you. If Master Jin hadn't given you a bite of food back then, you would have died in the ditch."
Ungrateful, lost dog, I xxxx stink x!You are not afraid of being hit by a car when you go out!It’s easy to give birth to a son, but it’s also a waste to give birth to a daughter. You are simply a turtle bastard! "
Heiwu, who had always been silent, suddenly hurled a lot of curses. Not only Sanggou, but also Mr. Jin couldn't help but be stunned, with a look of disbelief on his face.
Mangou paused, wiped his face, and then his expression returned to normal.
"Anyway, what I mean is, Mr. Jin, you are blocking everyone from getting rich, so don't blame everyone for not being brotherly and sending you away."
Fourth Master Jin smiled and glanced at everyone again with a pair of sword eyes.
"Do you really think that after listening to that Englishman and razing this place and building it into some kind of business district or office building, you can turn yourself into a gentleman and blend into the upper class?"
He tapped the pipe, shook the tobacco inside onto the table, spread it out, and spread it evenly.
"No matter how whitewashed or disguised a dwarf mule is, he is still a dwarf mule. His bones are not clean anymore, and his skin will always be black no matter how he changes it.
In the walled city, you can still make a living by relying on your fists and your fierceness. Outside, those in suits and ties are more ruthless and smarter than you. Will they fight with you then?Think about it for yourself. "
As he spoke, he wiped his pipe on his sleeve, got up and left the sofa.
"You all should go back. I can pretend that what happened today never happened and that it was just a kid playing house and having fun."
Seeing that everyone was still hesitant, he frowned and hummed: "Why, you don't believe what I, Fourth Master Jin, say?"
Fei Long suddenly stood up at this time, smiling at Fourth Master Jin. After standing next to him, he looked at everyone again.
"Didn't you hear what Mr. Jin said? What he did and said was all for the benefit of everyone! My godfather is not the kind of person who cares about the welfare of others for his own selfish interests. According to me, this Kowloon Walled City There is no such fair and just person as him here!"
Fourth Master Jin glanced at him with an indifferent expression, "Why, do you still remember that I am your godfather? Then, are you bringing so many people here to celebrate my birthday or for my funeral?"
Fei Long was choked by him, but the smile on his face did not change at all.
He said in his honest voice: "Master Jin, this is the general trend. Brothers all want to get rich. If you believe in me as your godson, you can just leave. When the accounts are divided later, I will personally give you your share." ."
Fourth Master Jin laughed dryly and said, "Feilong, I accepted you as my son because I thought you were honest and honest. Now it seems that you are not honest, but stupid."
When Fei Long saw Fourth Master Jin like this, he knew that things would never change again. His face suddenly turned cold and he walked back behind Sang Gou.
The mourning dog looked at him mockingly, as if laughing at his whims, and then glared at Fourth Master Jin fiercely.
"In this case, Mr. Jin, don't blame us young people for being ignorant of the importance of things."
(End of this chapter)
