Every narrow alley entrance is the area with the most dense signs, and many shops are in the hamlet.

There are community slogans and signs of Kowloon Walled House Owners Federation at the entrance of the alley.

As soon as I walked inside, I saw a narrow alley in a dilapidated manner, with dirty water flowing on the road, and various smells mixed together to impact the nasal cavity. From time to time, a few children were clamoring and passing by the narrow alley, and they were carefree.

The visible space is full of debris, and dense things are drying on the head. No matter which direction you go, your eyes can only see three or four meters away at most, and even the alley is not straight.

After walking in, I looked up and looked up. The walls were mottled, the wires were pulled, the TV antennas, the rusted iron pipes, the oil stains flowing down the walls, the weeds in the cracks, and the smell of fishy smell in the air.

Many houses were built later, and they always felt a twisted feeling, and the color was not consistent with other places, just like building blocks.

Lou Village has both tall and short, with 15 and 16 floors and 7 and 8 floors, but it can no longer be distinguished because of random construction.

There are bread factories, roast wax factories, fish egg factories, noodles factories, garment factories, opium factories, dance halls, various shops and barber shops, and the most are dentists and black clinics. This is almost a world of self-sufficiency, and many people live completely here and have never gone out.

The dirty rooftop is a place where people who are free to rest and watch the sky, and it is also a paradise for children. They run between the lined TV antennas and the sheds next to them. The places where people cannot walk are buried by thick stinky garbage.

The planes at Kai Tak Airport have to hover over this city regardless of take-off and landing. The huge noise is the background music of life here. It is too close. Standing on the highest rooftop, you can pull the plane down with a bamboo pole.

There are the original barracks and yamen offices in the city, which are well preserved and serve as the center and school for the elderly in the city.

There is no water in the city wall. There are only eight faucets in the entire city wall. One is attached to the government office in the city wall, and the other seven are all outside the city wall. So someone here specializes in transporting water and collecting money for residents. Of course, it is definitely a constant battle for the competition.

There are many gangsters in the city, with more than 150 drug dens, eleven pornographic places, unknown number of secret prostitutes, more than a dozen casinos and more than a dozen dog meat restaurants. All of these are illegal in Hong Kong. There are more than a hundred and dozens of dentists in the city, and the equipment is not enough, the medicine is lacking, but there are still people who dare to perform major operations. Homicides occur from time to time and blood stains are stained.

Apart from the street patrol uniforms, people from government units will hardly come to the city, and no one cares about what is going on here.

Xiang Yian accompanied Zhang Xingming around. The alley here was like a spider web. Once a fire broke out, it was impossible to rescue it. But the magical thing is that the number of fires in history here can be counted with one hand.

When he came to the former official office in the center, Xiang Yi'an looked up and said, "This place has been an elderly center since 1979. The school is next to it. Elders who have no family members in the city will be taken to be cared for here, and there are dedicated people to take care of them. The money is donated by everyone and managed by the owners' federation. The same is true for the school. The gangsters will avoid this place and will not make a fuss here. You may not believe that Sijiuzi, who chased each other in the alley, suddenly met a child, who would pretend to be nothing and hide his knife and wait for the child to pass."

Zhang Xingming was stunned and looked around Yi'an. From here, he looked around. He saw that there were dense suffocating windows and drying items. He smiled and said, "Whether it is a street girl or a horse cub, he is very friendly to the elderly and children. He will teach the children a lesson to study, be motivated, and not to learn bad things. He will ask his grandparents and grandparents if they are hungry and whether they need help. There are always many faces for people. They are cruel outside to work hard to survive, while this is home, fellow villagers, and the hope of the younger generation."

A mess of footsteps and speech suddenly came from the alley next to him, and Xiang Yian said, "It's a stranger." A stranger refers to a person who is not a person in the city. The team of security officers brought by Li Chun and the four of them quickly surrounded Zhang Xingming and Xiang Yian in the middle and watched the direction of the footsteps coming.

Zhang Xingming asked Xiang Yian: "How do you know that he is a stranger?"

Xiang Yian shook his head and said, "The people in the village will not be so loud or messy here. This is the softest place in the village."

Zhang Xingming no longer asked why Xiang Yian had no intention of entering the old man's center. I guess he wouldn't go in even if someone came to kill him now. People always have a little last persistence in their hearts. Whether it is a good person or a bad person.

Because the alleys are narrow and dense, and the alleys are full of connections, it took a long time to appear from the corner in front, and two military uniform policemen were the ones who were suddenly relaxed.

The military uniform police also saw a group of people here, looked up and down a few times, and the older one came over and asked, "What are you doing?" The group of people's clothes were definitely not people in the hamlet.

Xiang Yian gently patted the security team members blocking him. The security team members made way out and walked out of the crowd and said, "Hello, sir, is anyone here calling the police?" If no one called the police, the police would not come into the city, so no.

The military uniformed police looked down, and no one would not miss Xiang Yian in Hong Kong. The old policeman squeezed out a smile and said, "Mr. Xiang. Someone called the police and the smell was too strong. No one responded to knocking on the door. Let's come and take a look." Several people following the police also nodded and smiled to Xiang Yian.

The old policeman looked at Zhang Xingming and the group and asked, "Sir Xiang, are you here?"

Xiang Yian pointed to the Old People Center and said, "The film company has something to do here. I'll come and see the old people. Do you need help? A Biao, accompany the two Asirs to take a look." One of the two people who followed Xiang Yian agreed, Li Chun also whispered the order, and the three security guards walked to A Biao's side.

The old policeman said nothing, nodded, looked up and asked the members of the Federation of Owners who were following him, "Is this building?" The Federation staff nodded and said, "It's this building, 805, this building has no elevator."

Two military policemen walked into the building, Abiao and three security officers followed. The three members of the owners' association only went up one, and the other two smiled and talked to Xiang Yian. Xiang Yian took out a check book and signed it and tore off one, compared it to the old man and handed it to them. The two received the check and bowed to thank him.

Zhang Xingming looked at Xiang Yian, thought about it and raised his hand to take out the check, but was stopped by Xiang Yian. Xiang Yian said, "No, you are not from here, they will not accept it, so they will not accept it, so they will not be embarrassed." Zhang Xingming was stunned.
Chapter completed!