Chapter 434 "Brother Long, Would You Like to Take a Puff?"

Kowloon Walled City.

The narrow alleys are intricate, dark and damp, as if shrouded in endless haze. The clothes drying overhead and the messy billboards block the already scarce sunlight, making it even more depressing and crowded.

In the eyes of outsiders, this place is even poorer and worse than Sham Shui Po Tin Shui Wai. It is a hiding place for fugitives and illegal immigrants, and unknown crimes are quietly staged here every day.

However, for the residents of the walled city, although this place is dilapidated, it is their home for survival and the last safe haven in their hearts.

"Bang bang bang!"

In the early morning, a rapid knock on the door broke the silence.

A group of people anxiously slapped the shabby door in front of them, and the sound echoed in the narrow alley.

"Here you are. Why knock on the door so early in the morning? Don't you know that sleep is important for the elderly?"

A slightly unhappy voice came from behind the door, and then the door slowly opened, and an old man with gray hair and sunglasses appeared in front of everyone.

Although he was hunched, his eyes were sharp, and he had a cigarette butt in his mouth, exuding an aura of majesty without anger.

This man was a veteran figure in Hong Kong Island, the former chief of the Walled City Marshal Ding Ye - Tornado!

Although he is now old, he still has a very high reputation in the Walled City and has sheltered many residents of the Walled City.

"Boss! It's bad! Zhen Guanxi is coming in with his men!"

Upon seeing Tornado, the people knocking on the door hurriedly reported.

"Zhen Guanxi?"

Tornado paused while smoking. Didn't the TV say that this guy was kidnapped?

He was released just one night later?

Then a sharp light flashed in his eyes, "Is he alone?"

"No!"

The younger brothers hurriedly explained: "Just now, dozens of buses and trucks stopped outside the walled city, not only blocking all the exits, but also a large group of Huasheng guards in dark uniforms got off the cars, more than a thousand people!"

"They all carried weapons and broke into the walled city directly. Now almost every alley in the walled city is full of their Huasheng people!"

Tornado's face suddenly became gloomy. Except for the big boss not long ago, no one in the walled city has dared to force so many men to break in for so many years. Zhen Guanxi is breaking their rules!

"Where are they?"

"In the barber shop."

"Barber shop?"

"Yes, it's the barber shop you opened, boss!"

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Tornado nodded, biting the cigarette butt and walked towards the barber shop.

The originally quiet alley is now occupied by Huasheng's guards. They are wearing combat uniforms, holding weapons, and scanning the surroundings with cold eyes.

Every resident was so frightened by the sudden attack that they dared not move.

Soon, Tornado and his gang arrived at the entrance of the barber shop. Although it was a barber shop, there were only four or five chairs in it. Usually, they cut hair for the residents of the walled city at a low price, and the area was not large.

When he arrived at the door of the barber shop, Tornado's face was extremely gloomy.

I saw a bald man lying in a pool of blood, twitching non-stop, with knife wounds all over his body. This man was the owner of the barbecued pork shop opposite, and he was also one of the few masters under Tornado.

He carefully checked it and saw that the blade seemed to be cut by a Japanese samurai sword, and each knife accurately split the vital parts of the body. Although there were many wounds, they were not fatal.

The person who came was not kind.

Tornado's eyes showed a trace of worry, but it soon disappeared. He took a deep breath and pushed open the old wooden door of the barber shop.

The scene behind the door instantly raised his vigilance to the peak.

Although the barber shop is small, it has gathered many people.

Two burly middle-aged men are stationed at the door like door gods. Their muscles are tense, as if they are about to burst their suits. Not only do they look fierce, but one of them has a weird mushroom head. Even without weapons in hand, they exude a strong sense of oppression. They are obviously masters with special skills.

On the sofa, a man with a gloomy face is sitting upright. He has two pistols on his waist and his eyes are like eagles. Since Tornado entered the shop, he has been locked on him tightly, giving him an extremely uncomfortable feeling.

Gun master!

In front of the mirror, a man and a woman are standing next to the barber chair. The man has a kind smile and looks harmless. The woman is wearing a JK student uniform. She looks pure and cute, but her eyes are shining with sharp light. The Japanese samurai sword in her arms is in sharp contrast with her appearance.

It can be imagined that the knife wounds on the men are undoubtedly from the hands of this woman.

"Coming?"

Just then, the barber chair with its back to him suddenly turned around.

Zheng Jirong put down the comic book in his hand, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Brother Long, huh? I've been waiting for you for a while."

Long Juanfeng narrowed his eyes and said lightly: "Zhen Guanxi?"

"Of course it's me!"

Zheng Jirong smiled and opened his arms and said: "Besides my Hong Kong Island, who else can enter the walled city with such fanfare?"

"Haha, it's really a big show!"

Longfeng pulled up a chair and sat opposite him, then pointed his finger with a cigarette butt at his subordinate who was being dragged to the door for treatment, and said angrily: "What does this mean, a show of force?"

"Hahaha, do I, Zhen Guanxi, need to show force to others?"

Zheng Jirong explained with a smile: "You are a bit inconspicuous as a little brother. I came to patronize your business, but this guy came up with two knives and chopped me up without distinguishing between right and wrong, so he was killed by my subordinates." Call back."

After hearing this, Tornado glanced at Kuriyama Chiaki, who was staring at him with unruly eyes. He suppressed his inner dissatisfaction, exhaled a puff of smoke, and asked slowly: "What on earth do you want to do?"

"It's easy to say." Zheng Jirong tapped his finger on the armrest and replied with a smile: "I am a person who is born to work hard. Last night I agreed to a friend's request to help him find the enemy who killed his brother. As a result, I found out that it turned out that This guy is hiding in the walled city."

He waved back, and then Amiao handed a photo to Tornado, "This man is called Ice King. He accidentally injured Lian Haolong's brother in a bar a month ago. Because he was worried about being retaliated, he He hid in the walled city, and he was also my friend’s brother-killing enemy.”

Zheng Jirong pointed at the person in the photo and said, "Brother Long, you are a veteran of the city. I hope you can help me look for him."

Tornado glanced at the people in the photo. Although he intended to refuse the request of the man in front of him, he hesitated when he thought of the more than a thousand Huasheng guards in the walled city and the unkind guys in the barber shop. After a while, he raised his hand and threw the photo into the hands of the younger brother behind him.

"Xinyi, find the person in the photo as soon as possible."

"I see!"

The long-haired boy named Shinichi nodded heavily and immediately left the barber shop with a few of his men.

"Is there anything else?" Tornado then asked coldly.

"Of course." Zheng Jirong glanced at the mirror beside him, gently fiddled with his hair a few times, and said leisurely: "I won't say it anymore, I'm here for you to get a haircut."

"Come on, give me a haircut and shave me by the way."

Although he was a little unhappy with Zhen Guanxi's bossy tone, when he heard that the man in front of him calmly asked him to give him a haircut and shave, he still couldn't help but curiously asked: "Are you sure?"

"Of course, why, you don't know how?"

"I'm afraid you don't dare!"

Then, he pulled out a scarf from the chair beside him, walked behind Zheng Jirong, and quickly wrapped it around him.

He picked up the spray and sprayed it twice on Zheng Jirong's head. While combing it with a comb, he asked, "What kind of hairstyle do you want?"

"You have to figure it out yourself. You are a barber and I am not."

Zheng Jirong said casually, and then saw the cigarette butt fixed in the corner of his mouth like Tornado in the mirror, and he couldn't help but said: "Hey, you have to be careful, don't drop the ash on my hair."

"I won't charge you if you drop it!"

Tornado replied angrily, and then began to prune in earnest.

Looking at Tornado in the mirror who looked just like Jimmy who was decades older, Zheng Jirong couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth in amusement.

Although I don’t know what kind of movie this is, it seems like this tornado should be the protagonist.

Last night, He Zhansen informed him that several masters had appeared in the walled city, and he originally planned to come back in a few days to find out.

But coincidentally, after an investigation by his men, the guy who killed Asen's brother was also hiding in the walled city.

So he went home and took a shower, then brought a group of people from the security company to the walled city, firstly to finish the things he had promised others, and secondly to see how deep the water in the walled city was. .

In order to prevent the ship from capsizing in the gutter, he not only dispatched all the bodyguards in the escort company who were not on duty this time, but also brought over the semi-retired brother Wu Liushou.

Even Ruan Mei was worried that something might happen to him again, so she sent her personal bodyguard Kuriyama Chiaki out to protect her.

That's why it was so grand this time.

But looking at it now, this tornado gave him an average feeling.

Far inferior to the Huoyunxieshen in Shanghai and the reborn Ah Yin.

As his hair was gradually shortened, Zheng Jirong closed his eyes and enjoyed the tranquility of this moment.

After a haircut, the next step is shaving.

The chair slowly lowered, and Zheng Jirong also lay down on the chair. Looking at the calm expression of the man in front of him, he frowned slightly as the tornado scratched his neck with a razor.

With his skill, he could insert the blade in his hand into the man's neck in an instant, but Zhen Guanxi didn't seem to care at all.

Is this guy sure that he doesn't dare to harm him, or is he really not afraid of death?

"It has been decided from above that the walled city will be demolished next year." Zheng Jirong, who was closing his eyes to rest, suddenly said.

Tornado's shaving hand paused slightly, then continued his skillful movements, and responded at the same time: "You think I can't watch TV, I heard it on the news a few months ago."

Zheng Jirong smiled when he heard this, and then continued: "I can understand the feelings of you people towards the Walled City, but I don't want to see some of you making trouble when the place is demolished."

"Hey! As long as the compensation is in place, I want this place to be demolished more than anyone else. There are always water and power outages. Do you think we like it?" Tornado replied angrily.

"Don't make any trouble after you go out!"

Zheng Jirong suddenly opened his eyes and glanced at him coldly, "You guys are used to being lawless in the walled city. No one will care about you if you do something wrong, but I want to remind you, you can't leave the walled city until you leave." This is Kowloon, and this is my territory. If you dare to act as recklessly as you did in the Walled City, I will kill you all in advance without the police! "

After hearing this, Tornado immediately replied angrily: "More than 90% of the people in the walled city are ordinary citizens. What trouble can they cause? You are worried about them causing trouble. I am also worried that they will be bullied by you after they go out!"

"Hey, don't get so angry."

Zheng Jirong chuckled and patted the guy's leg, and softened his tone, "People always have to move forward. Kowloon Walled City sounds like a utopia, but you should know better than anyone how much predators there are in it. If you demolish it, it won't be right." There are only advantages and no disadvantages for the residents here. They just adapt to the times.”

The two of them were shaving and chatting like this. Not long after, Tornado put a warm towel on his chin, indicating that it was completely shaved.

Zheng Jirong looked at his new self in the mirror and touched his chin with satisfaction. The tornado's craftsmanship was indeed good.

He took out a banknote from his pocket and put it on the dressing table, then picked up the cigarette case and said with emotion: "Life is like a play, one moment at a time, one moment at a time, and I took off my shoes when I crossed the river. Who could have imagined what happened in the Kowloon Walled City?" The number one master is now living in seclusion in a small barber shop.”

"Is it shameful to open a barber shop? I just need to be happy." Tornado disagreed.

"Doing business is much harder than fighting. At least you have to learn to be gentle, courteous and thrifty."

Zheng Jirong smiled and said: "Especially the word [give]. For example, if I smoke now, and you, the boss, are sitting across from me, you have to give in. 'No more than two puffs.' You, the boss, don't care whether you smoke or not. You have to accept the invitation, otherwise you won’t be able to open your store.”

"Brother Long, would you like to take a few puffs?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zheng Jirong took out a cigarette and slowly handed it to Tornado. He held the cigarette in a strange posture, holding the cigarette holder between the thumb, index finger and middle finger of his left hand, and his ring finger and little finger were slightly raised.

Tornado narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw this, and a trace of caution flashed in his eyes. He turned slightly sideways, lifted his right hand from his waist and slowly raised it up, trying to catch the cigarette.

But in the next second, an invisible energy suddenly surrounded the man in front of him, forming an insurmountable barrier. No matter how he moved his hand, he would be gently pushed away by this resistance.

Tornado took a deep breath and concentrated on the cigarette butt in front of him. His hands transformed into more than ten kinds of changes, but even if he could pass through the zhenqi barrier, he was not sure he could successfully take the cigarette from Zheng Jirong's hand.

At this time, the ring finger and little finger of the man in front of him were less than seven inches away from his wrist vein, almost blocking all his next movements.

After dozens of seconds of stalemate, Tornado slowly withdrew his hand.

He couldn't hold this cigarette.

"He is a great talent."

Tornado sighed, "Go back twenty years, we can still fight each other, but unfortunately, I am old."

"call out!"

Just then, a strong gust of wind hit the tornado's face. He reacted quickly, stretched out his hand like lightning, and caught the flying object - it was the cigarette butt.

"Looks like he's not too old yet."

Zheng Jirong smiled and lit a cigarette for him, "It's because of people like you that Hong Kong Island is interesting."

In the misty smoke, Tornado shook his head, "Just do whatever you want, I can't stop you."

"Don't worry, I'm just here to arrest someone and give you a haircut. As long as you don't cause trouble, I won't bother to care about you."

Zheng Jirong smiled and was about to continue talking when a loud noise suddenly came from outside the store.

A fat man with a big belly and curly hair swaggered in with a group of people. Following them was Shinichi, who was sent by Tornado to find someone before.

At this time, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. After glancing at the fat man with hatred, he ran over and said: "Boss, I found the man named Brother Bing. He was hiding in the big boss's house. But this guy is not only They refused to let go and beat our people.”

Tornado glanced coldly at the fat man who entered the door, and said in a deep voice: "Big boss, our city walled city is willing to let you in, which is enough to show your face. You don't want to toast and eat as a penalty."

The fat man known as the Big Boss laughed when he heard this and said, "Hahaha, Brother Long, don't get me wrong. I'm not here just to find you."

After speaking, he clapped his hands nonchalantly, and several of his men came in escorting a tightly tied man.

The big boss pointed at him and smiled at Zheng Jirong who was sitting on the chair: "Mr. Zheng, I brought you the person you are looking for."

"oh"

Zheng Jirong turned his head and glanced at Bing Wang who was struggling on the ground, raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "Big boss, right? Okay, thank you in advance."

"Hahaha, Mr. Zheng is too polite." The big boss stepped on Bing Wang and grinned with a greedy smile. "But this man gave me a lot of money in order to let me protect him. Now I will give it directly to Mr. Zheng." It seems a bit unruly, do you think we should negotiate some terms? "

"oh?"

Zheng Jirong smiled curiously when he heard this: "What do you want?"

The big boss did not answer directly. He instead said: "The walled city has a total of 350 buildings, 8,500 houses and more than 10,000 households."

"Half of the owners have sold their houses to me. As for the transaction price, I am not in a position to tell you. The other half of the properties are in the hands of your brother Di Qiu and Fei Quan."

"I have already dealt with Di Qiu. He agreed to sell all the properties in his hands to me. As for Fei Quan..."

He looked at Zheng Jirong and said with a smile: "I heard that he is Mr. Zheng's man. Can I use this Ice King to exchange for the properties in the city?"

He then patted his chest and promised, "Don't worry, I will definitely not take it for nothing. Fifty yuan per foot! I will definitely not let you suffer a loss, Mr. Zheng!"

After hearing this, Zheng Jirong couldn't help laughing: "It's the price I opened for you. The price is only 1.50 yuan, so you can imagine that the price you offer to other residents will be even lower. Forced buying and selling?"

He pulled a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, "You dare to do such an unethical business, aren't you afraid that your ancestors' graves will be dug up?"

"Isn't it the law of the jungle in the city?" The big boss was not moved at all when he heard it, but said confidently: "Now three-quarters of the properties in the city are in my hands. When those real estate developers come to collect and develop them next year, these properties in my hands will be worth at least hundreds of millions of Hong Kong dollars! It doesn't matter if you don't want to sell, then don't even think about taking this person away!"

After saying that, he kicked the Ice King on the ground, threw it to his men, and turned to leave.

However, as soon as he arrived at the gate, Wu Liushou's brothers and sisters directly blocked their way.

Not only that, a neat and hurried sound of footsteps came from the alley outside the door. A large group of Huasheng guards with guns had filled the alley and blocked the entire exit.

"Expropriation and development."

At this time, Zheng Jirong shouted coldly behind him: "Do you know who bid for the land of Kowloon Walled City? The more than 10 billion demolition funds of Huasheng are used to subsidize the residents of the Walled City, not for a conscienceless bastard like you!"

As soon as the voice fell, many guards in the alley raised their guns and pointed them at the big boss!