Half an hour later, we arrived in Kowloon, where buildings are full of traffic, shops are like scales, and the bustling and bustling are so prosperous. However, Zhang Haotian has already seen such a city. Tokyo, Japan, and even Shanghai, which is rapidly developing, are no less than this, and the prosperous area extends wider.

Ah Fa is a talkative person. While driving, he told Zhang Haotian that the naming of Kowloon originated from such an allusion. According to legend, an emperor went on a tour. When he came to Kowloon, he looked around. But he saw the eight mountains surrounding him and wanted to order him with the "Eight Dragons". The followers reminded the emperor that he was the dragon among people, and it should be nine dragons, so the emperor named the place "Kowloon". Now Kowloon is divided into Kowloon City District, Yau Tsim Mong District, Kwun Tong District, Wong Tai Sin District, and Sham Shui Po District. Among them, Tsim Sha Tsui Center, Empire Center, Hershey Center, and Nanyang Center are all famous commercial shopping places in Asia. If Zhang Haotian is interested, he can accompany him to purchase and ensure that he can buy good things.

Zhang Haotian came here, of course, not for shopping. I asked Ah Fa if he knew where Yangsheng Building was.

Ah Fa is really familiar with Hong Kong, and Yangsheng Building was a high-rise building in Kowloon in his early years. It is very famous and many locals know it.

There was some traffic jam. Twenty minutes later, Afa drove the car to a not-so-broad street and told Zhang Haotian that this street used to be the main street of Kowloon, but with the development of the city, it was no longer so prosperous, but it was very lively at night. If he was interested, he could come and have fun.

When Zhang Haotian saw some exposed photos of women hanging everywhere on both sides of the street, and many other signs such as "Chun Pavilion" and "Fenglou" were hung. Of course, he knew that this place must be a red light district. Judging from the blatant posting of these advertisements, Hong Kong is undoubtedly much more open to the porn industry.

After walking about 300 meters, I saw a building about 30 stories high. Of course, such a building is not tall in Hong Kong, but it looks outstanding on this somewhat old street.

Afa parked a car in a parking lot under the building and said to Zhang Haotian: "Uncle Dong, this is Yangsheng Building. Are you looking for someone?"

Zhang Haotian nodded, walked out of the car with a black suitcase, walked towards Yangsheng Building with Afa, and soon entered a management room at the bottom of the building, where a middle-aged man in uniform was sitting.

After living in S City for so long, although Zhang Haotian's Cantonese language is not smooth, it is still fine to let Hong Kong people understand it. He said, "Hello, I want to come here to find someone named 'Uncle Rong'. Do you know?"

The middle-aged administrator stood up, looked at him twice, and then said, "Uncle Rong? You are talking about Uncle Rong's convenience store. Go out and go left, turn a corner."

Zhang Haotian thanked him and walked out with Afa. According to the administrator's words, he walked left for fifty meters and turned to the other side of the building. After a while, he saw an old wooden sign hanging across the board, which read the five words "Uncle Rong Convenience Store". However, half of the black paint on the words fell off, and it was obviously a few years ago.

When he looked at the store, Zhang Haotian was stunned. The store was really small and could be seen at a glance outside, no more than ten square meters. There were some drinks and snacks, and some newspapers and pornographic magazines were placed at the door of the store.

Inside the store, an old man in a white sweatshirt was sitting, about sixty or seventy years old, big bald, round, round, white, fat, and very amiable.

Such a store and such a person can't see anything related to the underworld.

Although surprised, Zhang Haotian walked in and said to the bald old man: "May I ask, are you Uncle Rong?"

The bald old man looked at him, stood up immediately, and said with a smile: "My name is Su Rong, but the neighbors all like to call me Uncle Rong, so the shop also gave this name, old man, I will give you what you need."

Zhang Haotian looked back at Afa, and saw that he did not follow him in, he whispered: "Someone asked me to come to find you, and he also gave me half a red painted wooden sign with a dragon head engraved, saying that you still have half a piece here."

After hearing this, Uncle Rong's smile did not change at all, but he raised his voice and said, "Oh, it turns out that you are here to get safflower oil. That thing is the secret system of our family. It is the most effective way to treat bruises and injuries. Come with me in the house and I'll give it to you."

As he said, he lifted up a curtain on the right, revealing a room.

Zhang Haotian asked Ah Fa to wait outside, and then followed Uncle Rong into the curtain, but saw that the room inside was about twenty square meters, but there were some groceries piled up, and a single bed was installed on the inside, which looked very narrow.

Although I know that every inch of land in Hong Kong is worth every inch and many citizens' living space should be similar to this, Uncle Rong is so ordinary that he can't even believe that Qi Yinghang asked him to find this person.

At this moment, Uncle Rong had turned around and smiled and said to Zhang Haotian: "Old sir, please take out the thing you said and let me see."

Zhang Haotian opened the suitcase, took out a box, loosened the copper buckle on the box, and the half of the red painted dragon head wooden sign was exposed. He stretched out his hand, took it in his palm, and handed it to Uncle Rong.

When he saw this half of the wooden sign, Uncle Rong's eyes appeared, as if he had some touch in his heart. He then squatted down and pulled out a wooden box from under the single bed. Then he took out a milk powder can from the wooden box, opened the lid, and took out a red painted wooden sign. Zhang Haotian could see clearly, and there was a catenary on it, but only half of it.

At this time, Uncle Rong had already combined the half of the dragon head wooden sign that Zhang Haotian gave him with his own, and a lifelike complete dragon head was presented to the eyes of both of them. No matter in form, size, and color, it was completely consistent, and there would be no fake.

After finishing the wooden sign, Uncle Rong sighed softly, but did not return the half of the wooden sign to Zhang Haotian, but looked at him and said, "Old sir, when will you deal with whom do you want to deal with?"

Zhang Haotian came to Hong Kong with half a wooden sign just to know what kind of power it has. Thinking of what Qi Yinghang said that he could only use it once, he said, "Chen Linglong from the Beixiong Gang attacked me and killed a very important brother of mine. I need to fight tooth. What are you going to do?"

Uncle Rong was obviously very familiar with the situation in China and immediately said: "The Beixiong Gang is the largest gang in China. It has a century-old tradition and is full of good players in the gang. It is impossible for us to help you defeat them. However, you can plan an action and do a targeted strike. After the decision is made, please inform me for ten days."

Speaking of this, he stared at Zhang Haotian and said, "Old sir, but I want to remind you that if we help you, it may make things worse. You must be mentally prepared. Also, after helping this time, we will no longer owe Qi Longtou's love, and we will never take action."

At this time, Zhang Haotian already felt that this ordinary appearance of Uncle Rong was not simple, but he was really mysterious and curious about what kind of power they had. He nodded and said, "Okay, give me a call. I will notify you when I act."

Uncle Rong said "hmm", found paper and pen, hurriedly wrote down a mobile phone number and handed it to him, "When you call, you use 'rehending' as your code, and then tell me the specific plan and time and place of the action."

Zhang Haotian heard his tone and immediately guessed that Uncle Rong and some of the people behind him had undoubtedly received some help from Qi Yinghang at an important moment, so he was able to carve this red painted dragon head and give it to him halfway. As a trust for repaying the favor in the future, the specific reason was probably to ask himself. Uncle Rong probably wouldn't say it. He nodded again and remembered something, and said, "Uncle Rong, there is one thing I want to bother you, but if you can't do it, forget it."

Uncle Rong smiled and said, "Tell me, let me see."

Zhang Haotian said: "I want to find Chai Rong from Dongxing. I wonder if you can find out his whereabouts now?"

Uncle Rong immediately said: "Chai Rong? The 'lightning tiger' of Dongxing Five Tigers?"

Zhang Haotian responded and said, "It's him."

Uncle Rong shook his head and said, "Chai Rong is a man. After the big tiger Ding Yishan was killed by Xin Yian's people, Dongxing Gang relied on him to support him. Unfortunately, Xin Yian is too powerful in Hong Kong and no gang can match it. Dongxing Gang's strength has been almost exhausted. Chai Rong's own strength cannot turn the tide. I heard that the Dongxing Gang suffered all casualties in the last battle in the New Territories, and Chai Rong's hands were cut off."

Zhang Haotian said in a lost voice: "What, Chai Rong's hands were cut off?"

Uncle Rong nodded and said, "Yes, Chai Rong's whirlwind sword technique is beyond his power among the underworld of Hong Kong. Most of the fame of the Dongxing Gang is due to him. If his hands are chopped, it will be like a tiger losing its claws. It has become a useless person. Even if you find him, you can't help you?"

Listening to Uncle Rong's tone, Zhang Haotian quickly said, "Uncle Rong, do you know his whereabouts now?"

Uncle Rong said: "I don't know the specific whereabouts, but I heard a friend say two months ago that Chai Rong is still in Hong Kong. If you are interested, leave me the number. If I find out, I will notify you."

Zhang Haotian didn't want Chen Linglong to find out that he was in Hong Kong. Before coming here, he specially opened a new mobile phone number and told him immediately. After Uncle Rong wrote it down, he said to him: "Old sir, the matter is over. I can't tolerate you. You can go out first. You just need to keep in touch with me by phone in the future."

Uncle Rong's words and behaviors at this moment were undoubtedly from the underworld. Since he didn't want him to stay for a long time, Zhang Haotian agreed to walk out and returned to the car with Na Fa, and first went to the accommodation.

Ah Fa got his father's instructions to entertain Zhang Haotian well, so he drove to the Peninsula Hotel located in Soshibali Road, Tsim Sha Tsui.

This Peninsula Hotel was opened in 1928 and is known as the "Far East Lady". It is one of the most advanced and luxurious hotels in Asia. Facing Victoria Harbor, you can enjoy sea views. The room area is also larger than that of ordinary hotels. It can be said to be the most famous place to live in the Special Administrative Region. Afa helped to book a standard room with sea views. However, when paying the deposit, Zhang Haotian did not ask him to give it. You should know that the cost of this Peninsula hotel is really expensive. He doesn't know how long he will stay. These seafood smugglers are not rich people, so there is no need to let them spend money.

In the next three days, Ah Fa was still used as a tour guide, but Hong Kong was not big. On the fourth day, all the places were visited. Zhang Haotian did not ask Ah Fa to come again, but instead shuttled through the streets and alleys of Hong Kong alone. One was to be familiar with the terrain and the other was to understand folk customs.

After a few days, what he felt the most was the public security in Hong Kong.

The number of gangs in Hong Kong and the proportion of citizens is far greater than that in the mainland. However, what Zhang Haotian saw here was a peaceful and harmonious scene. When chatting with ordinary citizens, he would find that they not only did not hate gangs, but instead felt that this was a special regional culture in Hong Kong. Gangs rarely provoked these ordinary citizens. The collection of protection fees was also aimed at those entertainment venues and movie circles. Moreover, the incidence of stealing and robbery here was quite low, making it one of the best cities in the world with public security.

Such a situation is of course enlightening to Zhang Haotian. Black and white are definitely not impossible to coexist, but the most important thing is rules. As long as there are strict underground rules and there is no fighting for territory, the world can be much quieter. Therefore, whether he or Chen Linglong unified the north and south, it has positive significance for the future of the domestic underworld. Unfortunately, one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, and the winner must be decided no matter what, not to mention that he and Chen Linglong have a clear attitude towards drugs, and this concept cannot be mediated and coexist.

It was the ninth day in Hong Kong. At 3:00 pm, Zhang Haotian finally received a call from Uncle Rong, saying that he had already found out about Chai Rong's whereabouts. If Zhang Haotian wanted to see him, he would go to the garbage disposal site on East Fourth Street, Mong Kok. Chai Rong would appear there every afternoon at 5:00 pm.

Hearing Uncle Rong's words, Zhang Haotian couldn't help but feel nervous. He immediately went downstairs, recruited a taxi, and headed towards East Fourth Street in Mong Kok. He had been there two days ago and knew that this area was a slum in Hong Kong, all of which were built for decades. He could even see the simple iron shed built. Chai Rong lived here, so the scenery was naturally imagined.

In more than twenty minutes, the taxi entered the slums of Mong Kok. There were densely packed old buildings, and you could also see spider-web-like wires. The people who came and went, dressed far less fashionable and classy than other prosperous areas. However, unlike the shanty towns in China, the ground was kept very clean and sputum and paper scraps were rarely seen.

Not long after, the taxi stopped, the car window was not closed, and a erosive stench came over. The driver frowned and pointed to the left and said, "Old sir, the place you are looking for is here. Are you sure you think of this?"

Zhang Haotian followed his finger and immediately saw a wall. There was a door open on the wall. You could see a lot of garbage filled with plastic bags. From time to time, nearby residents came over with garbage bags, but they threw it in before they even entered.

I don’t know if the news about Uncle Rong is reliable, but Zhang Haotian still paid to walk. As soon as he approached the wall, the stench became even more intense. So he lit a cigarette and walked to the opposite side of the garbage disposal site. There were several shops for daily necessities, and a hair washing room. Two heavy makeup, wearing yellow and red T-shirts, with most of their breasts exposed. At most, the shampoo girl who was only seventeen or eighteen years old was attracting customers on the street.

As soon as Zhang Haotian walked over, two hair-washing girls came up at the same time, holding him on the left and right, rubbing half of his breasts on his arm. The woman in the yellow T-shirt was a little older, and gave him a charming look and said, "Sir, come here to travel. Why not wash your hair in our store before leaving."

The woman in the red T-shirt was afraid that he wouldn't understand, so she pouted at him with her lips that were as red as if she had eaten blood, and said with a smile: "Big heads and small heads can help you wash them. It's very cheap. One dragon plays with two phoenixes and 10% off."

Although the two women were not old, their eyebrows were thick and mediocre, and their skin was dark and thick. Zhang Haotian didn't even have the appetite to take a look at it. However, the cheap and rich perfume they applied could cover the stinking smell of garbage from the street opposite. With a thought, he took out a five hundred Hong Kong bill from his arms and handed it to the older woman in the yellow T-shirt and said, "You two take this money to share, but I want to inquire about one thing."

The woman in the yellow T-shirt saw the money, took it in her hand, glanced at the store quickly, stuffed it into her bra, and said, "It's quite generous, let's talk, what's the matter?"
Chapter completed!