I make a living solving crimes.

Across the street in front of the Kowloon Walled City, Fan Tuan'er looked at the messy and disorganized buildings and frowned, "How many people live here?"

"Brother Nan said there are about 18,000 people." Jiang Hongxia replied, "Most of them are people who have fled from the mainland."

"Oh——" Fan Tuaner let out a long sigh.

If it were two months ago, she would have called him a traitor.

Now that she has seen so much suffering among the people, she knows that Chang Wei is right.

Ordinary people will make their choices with their feet.

Therefore, she became more and more determined to support Chang Wei to come out... and transform into Yuan.

Only when people's lives become better will they be willing to stay in their hometown.

At an entrance of Kowloon Walled City, Chang Wei followed behind Wu Xihao, walking with his neck hunched and trembling.

At this time, he found a vest full of holes from somewhere and put it on, with green military pants with seven patches on them, and a pair of dirty Liberation shoes on his feet.

Coupled with his thin figure, cowardly posture, and frightened eyes, he looks exactly like a disaster victim who has just escaped.

The two men guarding the intersection greeted Wu Xihao and said, "You came just now. I'm afraid you won't be able to find anything to do today."

Wu Xihao took out a cigarette and handed it over with a smile, "I'm not going to work today. A cousin from my hometown is coming over. I'm bringing him here to find a house to live in."

"Have you changed your career to become a scalper?" The man took the cigarette and grinned, revealing his yellow teeth. "Yesterday you brought seven or eight people to look for a house. They were either your cousins ​​or your uncles. You have so many relatives, and they are all from the north."

Wu Xihao smiled awkwardly and said nothing.

Seven or eight? The four of them brought in more than 40 people from six entrances yesterday.

The man didn't care. As long as he had money and didn't cause trouble, Kowloon Walled City was an open and inclusive place.

He waved to Chang Wei, and when Chang Wei came closer, he patted his pocket and waved to signal him to go in.

At this time, the scale of Kowloon Walled City was not as exaggerated as before the demolition in the 1990s, but it had already taken shape.

As soon as he entered, Chang Wei's dog nose smelled a disgusting smell.

"Snapped."

The Liberation Shoes stepped into the sewage, splashing large amounts of turbid water.

A mouse that was not much smaller than a cat swaggered past Chang Wei, and when it turned the corner it looked back at him arrogantly.

The tangled water pipes and electrical wires were in a tangle above his head.

The smell of smoke, sweat, fishy stench, feces, urine, and fart, as well as the pungent smell of burning flour, coupled with the fact that the narrow alleys were dark, damp and airtight.

This is a no-man's land.

Cramped, dirty, crowded and dark.

Drug trafficking, smuggling, murder, lawlessness.

Casinos, brothels, drugs, all in plain sight.

This is a real city of sin, garbage and violence.

"The Hong Kong City law has no influence here. Even the police dare not come in for fear that they will not be able to get out." Wu Xihao walked in front of Chang Wei, whispering about the situation inside, and nodding and bowing to some men with fierce faces from time to time.

Most of these men were shirtless, covered with tattoos and scars, and had unfriendly looks in their eyes.

The local gangs are so rude!

Chang Wei followed Wu Xihao with his head tucked in and kept greeting him.

Occasionally, scantily clad women would stick their heads out from the crossroads and make eyes at Wu Xihao.

A gambling den was open, and a man inside who wanted to play dice was biting a cigarette, smoking a cigarette, and shouting, "Buy it and leave it, buy it and leave it."

He even saw a dog meat stall with seventeen or eighteen yellow dogs locked in cages.

You have to walk all the way to the middle before the sunlight comes in.

This was the location of the government office during the Qing Dynasty. Perhaps because of the government's prestige, no one dared to demolish it.

"This is Mr. Ding's territory. He is the largest landlord in Kowloon City." Wu Xihao lowered his voice even more.

"What is the relationship between him and the Chaozhou Gang?"

"Help each other, but they are not affiliated with each other. If the Chaozhou Gang has problems, they will go out to help, but they will charge money."

Wu Xihao climbed up the stairs to the fifth floor and opened the door with his key.

"Brother Nan, this is the best room I can find."

Chang Wei nodded, walked in and turned around.

The room is cramped, with a space of less than 20 square meters divided into two rooms, inside and outside, and a separate toilet for showering.

In Kowloon Walled City, this is considered a luxury house.

Most people live in cubicles, with seven or eight people living in an area of ​​five or six square meters.

"Master Ding is the boss here?"

"Well, after the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, he is the one who calls the shots here."

"How many people does he have under him?"

"In fact, everyone here is following him to work. He is the biggest landlord here, but there are probably about three or four hundred people who actually follow him for food."

What a damn landlord! It's just an unowned land, he just occupied it first.

The Hong Kong government does not recognize it, the mainland does not recognize it, and Chang Wei does not recognize it.

Kill him, and this place will belong to Chang Wei.

He walked to the window, looked down at the ancient building, smiled contemptuously, and asked, "Where do the prince and Han Bin live?"

"They are in another building, about five minutes' walk away."

"Go and call them over."

"Okay, Brother Nan."

After Wu Xihao left, Chang Wei closed the door and walked into the inner room.

In less than ten minutes, Wu Jimao and Li Laifu knocked on the door.

"You stay outside." Chang Wei nodded at Wu Xihao and led the two into the house. "I've put all the guns, bullets, grenades, explosives, mines, knives... in the inner room. I'll distribute them tomorrow morning, and fireworks will be the signal tonight."

The highlight of tomorrow night will be at Lei Luo Villa in Tsim Sha Tsui, but the real battle will be in Kowloon Walled City.

When a lion fights a rabbit, he also uses all his strength.

"I understand, Brother Nan." Li Laifu nodded and asked, "With such a big commotion, will the police intervene?"

"Do they dare?" Chang Wei sneered, "Bao County will hold an all-night military exercise tomorrow night."

Li Laifu swallowed his saliva and said with a smile: "Brother Nan, what about those drug addicts?"

"First, take control of the place. Once the situation is under control, they will leave on their own. If they don't leave, we will beat them until they leave. Starting tomorrow night, no drugs will be allowed here. All drug dealers will be shot dead and drug money will be confiscated."

"Where's the gambling den?"

"All gambling funds will be confiscated."

"What about prostitutes?"

"Keep them." Chang Wei thought for a moment and explained, "We are not the police here, so there is no need to intervene too much. If we are able to do so in the future, we will give them a chance to choose again. If they don't want to, it's up to them, but the pimps must be arrested."

Wu Jimao came out from the inner room, muttering, "This place is too messy, it's not a place for people to live."

"Now that we are here, we have to slowly change things." Chang Wei stood in front of the window, looking at the sky above his head. "We will definitely take this land back in the future, but before that, we must guard this place first."

According to the original time and space, this city within a city was not demolished until 1993, and it still had 34 years of history.

Regardless of whether it will be demolished on time in the future, Chang Wei must change the dirty and chaotic situation here.