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Chapter 290 It's Useless to Say Anything "Thanks to the Dissecter for the Reward"

Driving to Kowloon Walled City, Wu Ming and the others did not rent a house, but lived in a hotel.

The environment in the hostel is simple. In a suite, each person has a small single room of [-] square meters, sharing a TV set, and even the running water needs to be obtained outside.

However, everyone is not here to enjoy after all, and there are still ten days before the return, and the police may have noticed something.At this time, one thing more is worse than one thing less, low-key is the kingly way.

"Now I will broadcast the noon news for you. In the early hours of yesterday, a serious violent terrorist incident occurred at Central Pier 5. The police found many corpses, guns and ammunition at the scene of the crime. It was initially determined that the gangsters killed each other. So far, no innocent people have been found. People were injured, and the police have mobilized a large number of police forces to conduct a detailed investigation into the incident.”

Turn on the TV, and the headline of today's news is the shootout in Central last night.

The three of Wu Ming watched the TV and looked at each other silently.

In the news broadcast, there were not many clues, but everyone had reason to believe that it was impossible for the police to know nothing about the deaths of so many people last night.

If there are no survivors, dead people can also be used as evidence. Who are these dead horse boys with and who was the boss in life? The police can easily deduce who the other party is.

"For the Hong Kong Island government, we are rootless, and those gangs are definitely not. If they can't find us, the police will go to them. Look, it won't take more than three days at most. Who did it? It's about to surface." Watching the broadcast on TV, old man Jiang spoke slowly.

Dong Qi didn't say which group of people did this, but it doesn't mean that no one really knows.

In the underworld, people who can equip dozens of people with guns and come out to blackmail them will not jump out of stones.

After a fight, at least 30 NO.[-] people were killed. As long as the police do a little investigation, it will be clear who did it.

"Now that the limelight is so tight, what should we do with the goods we have in hand?"

Niu Dashun patted the travel bag beside him, and said with a self-deprecating smile: "For these things, two of us died. If we can't get rid of them, I'm sorry for our efforts! But if you want to ship the goods, you need to find a buyer." , everyone is not familiar with the place here, so you can't go to the street to set up a stall, right?"

Taking the dirty goods from the robbery and selling them on the street is definitely courting death.

But having said that, Niu Dada in Hong Kong Island is everyone's eyeliner, and other people are not familiar with this place at all.Now that Niu Dada is dead, everyone is really a little bit blind, and has the illusion of being a headless chicken.

Obviously there is a good product in hand, but there is no buyer I know.

Being a gangster to this extent is not to say that it is a rare event in a hundred years, and there is no second one in the world.

"We will return in ten days, and we still have 5000 million in goods and 2000 million in cash. If the goods cannot be distributed, everyone can only return with 2000 million. This kind of loss is definitely not what we want."

While speaking, Wu Ming raised his hand to turn off the TV, stood on the window sill and looked outside, and said, "There are dragons and snakes mixed in the Kowloon City Walled City, everyone, go out these few days, pay more attention to the people around you, and see if you can find them." Opportunity. As for the matter of revenge, don’t rush it for the time being, let those people jump out by themselves, we are giving him a hard time.”

After discussing the countermeasures, everyone gradually dispersed.

In the Kowloon Walled City, searching for a home like a needle in a haystack is very risky, but it is much better than having bad goods in your hands.

After leaving the hotel gate, Wu Ming walked to a small shop and ordered a bowl of tofu nao.

While eating, a figure passing by everyone caught his attention.

"Fang Fang!"

"Hey, Brother Wu!"

Compared with Wang Fang's heavy makeup when she was in Kimberly-Clark, today she looks very pure.

Blue plaid top, white sneakers, black jeans.

The simple dress sets off Wang Fang neatly, just like a girl next door.

"Brother Wu, what a coincidence." Seeing Wu Ming eating here, Wang Fang happily walked over.

Wu Ming nodded slightly, finished a few mouthfuls of tofu nao, and asked, "Why did you come here? Are you still working at Kimberly-Clark?"

Wang Fang shook her head lightly, and said with a happy smile, "I'm not here anymore. I've signed up for school and will go to school next week. As for here, my home is here. The house price in Tsim Sha Tsui is too high. Now I live with my uncle."

Wang Fang's uncle was the middle-aged man who broke into the box in the Kimberly nightclub.

Through that incident, Wu Ming has a good impression of this person, because few people who shop at Kimberly-Clark are ordinary people.

In this case, seeing his niece being bullied, it is considered very responsible for the middle-aged man to rush forward directly.

"Fangfang, your uncle shows people in Kimberly-Clark. Does he know a lot of people?" Thinking of Uncle Wang Fang's identity, Wu Ming's eyes brightened slightly.

Wang Fang didn't know why Wu Ming asked such a question. After thinking for a while, she said, "It's okay. He has been in Kimberly-Clark for several years, and he has seen people from all walks of life. However, he may know others, but others may not know him." his."

After speaking, Wang Fang laughed by herself, and stuck out her tongue at Wu Ming.

Hearing such words, Wu Ming also knew that this was the truth.

After all, Kimberly-Clark is a luxury nightclub, spending thousands of dollars a night.

Wang Fang's uncle was watching the situation there, and at best he was a thug, at worst he was a lackey.

Such a person cannot be on the stage for rich people.

The biggest possibility is that he knows others, but others don't know him, just like we know Jack Ma, but Jack Ma doesn't know us.

Looking at the chuckling Wang Fang, Wu Ming wiped his mouth with a tissue and asked, "Fang Fang, can I see your uncle, I have something to ask him."

"Of course there is no problem. We are fellow smugglers together. You even sponsored my school expenses. My uncle kept saying that I would like to thank you." Everyone was acquaintances. Wang Fang nodded and agreed without thinking.

The Kowloon Walled City, a shantytown among shantytowns, has very poor living conditions.

Walking in the alleyway where there is even poop, Wu Ming and Wang Fang walked back and forth, and walked into a tube building.

This simple building looks a bit like a chartered in-law's house in the movie "Kung Fu".

On the small six-storey building, layers go up in a zigzag pattern. In the courtyard, several elders are playing chess, and children are running past them.

Wu Ming stood in the yard and looked up.

Red, yellow, green, all kinds of underwear are put on the bamboo poles, and are hung outside by each household, which vividly reflects the life in the market.

"The rent here is very cheap, and the uncles and aunts in the neighbors are very nice. If you stay here for a long time, you may like it." Walking on the stairs, Wang Fang walked up the stairs with a smile on her face, and followed Neighbors greet each other.

Perhaps it was because of their good looks, Wu Ming found that everyone here knew Wang Fang.

You know, Wang Fang has only been in Hong Kong Island for half a month, and it is not easy to get to the point where everyone knows her.

"In the Kowloon Walled City, there are many hooligans who collect protection fees, and there are also many villains who bully others. We live in the same building. If we don't unite, we will be bullied miserably." Seeing Wu Ming Wang Fang explained in a low voice.

Regardless of the Kowloon Walled City, it is the poorest place on Hong Kong Island, but because of the lack of laws, it is also very chaotic.

Neither black nor fan, to explain it in a popular sentence, this is a place where there are joys and tears, and everyone has a hard time surviving.

Many people who have no jobs can only join various gangs and become the pawns of those big brothers.

Some gangsters from the Kowloon Walled City gathered a group of younger brothers, and there was no law here, and the only way to survive was to hold together for warmth.

"Life is not easy, do it and cherish it." Wu Ming nodded slightly, understanding how these people survive.

The two went up all the way to the fourth floor, a door with an open door.

At the door, a man in his 30s was using firewood to support a cauldron in the corridor, simmering dog meat.

Wang Fang walked up to the man, patted the man on the shoulder lightly, and said, "Uncle, look who is here."

"Who is it?" The man turned his head indifferently, and was slightly taken aback when he saw Wu Ming.

From the gaze of the other party, Wu Ming didn't see any joy, but only guard and resistance.

This kind of strange look, as if the parents saw their daughter and brought her boyfriend back, they were really not happy at all.

"It's you!" The man put down the firewood in his hand, barely smiled, nodded and said, "Fangfang told me what happened that day, thank you for the 5000 yuan. I am useless as an uncle. Hong Kong Island has struggled for so many years, and even Fang Fang’s tuition fees cannot be paid, which is a complete failure.”

"Seriously, everyone has difficult times."

Wu Ming responded with a smile, then looked around, and said softly, "Can I talk to you?"

"What do you want to talk about?" Looking at Wu Ming, who was coming for no apparent reason, and Wang Fang, who was smiling, the smile on the man's face could no longer be maintained.

We don't know each other, so what is there to talk about.

Apart from this beautiful niece, the man really couldn't think of what Wu Ming could talk to him about.

The father-in-law looked at his son-in-law and stared straight at Wu Ming.

Wu Ming was stared at a little puzzled, he hadn't said anything yet, why did the other party's eyes look wrong, which play was this singing?
"Uncle, go in and talk, I'll cook the meat for you." Wang Fang spoke at the right time, and took the initiative to take over the important task of cooking.

The man turned his head to look at Wu Ming, panted heavily and went straight to the house, and said coldly, "Come in."

"Strange, did I offend him?" Wu Ming couldn't figure it out, let alone guess how much misunderstanding he had caused by his reckless visit.

Entering the room, the pattern of two bedrooms and one living room, because of the architectural style, seems a little insufficiently illuminated.

Taking out two small horses, Wu Ming and Wang Fang's uncle sat at the low table, and the atmosphere was a bit cold for a while.

"My name is Gao Bo, and I am Fangfang's uncle. In Hong Kong Island, Fangfang has only me as a relative, and I have to be responsible for her." Gao Bo stared into Wu Ming's eyes and asked word by word: "How long have you known each other and what do you do?"

"I don't quite understand what you mean. What exactly are you trying to say?" Wu Ming shook his head slightly, really confused.

With a sneer on Gao Bo's face, his mouth crooked in disdain, and he raised his voice: "It's not what I want to say, but what you want to say. Hmph, let me tell you, you should die as soon as possible. Things, I will not agree, what you say is useless"

(End of this chapter)