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The Little Overlord first enters the world No.660 Jianghu?  Is this considered a jianghu?

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    While those strange women were sunbathing underground, Wang Jian took the time to go up. Before he came, he received a call from the old lady, asking him to help pick up something.

    What was said on the phone was not clear, but Wang Jian vaguely heard something about the dowry, and guessed that the old lady¡¯s dowry had been kept in the old house and had no chance to take it out.

    Wang Jian was fully responsible for this little thing, but when the old lady asked him about his current situation during this period, he concealed it appropriately. After all, the old lady was old and now devoted to fasting and chanting Buddha. Wang Jian didn't want to use these worldly things.  Something to make the old lady worried.

    After walking out, Wang Jian was quite inconspicuous. When walking through the dense crowd, he looked like any ordinary ordinary citizen. From time to time, he would buy something strange from a small stall on the roadside.  snacks.

    Judging from the sign on the roadside, this is probably Wan Chai.  Wang Jian had watched the Young and Dangerous series back then, and this place was definitely the best place for gang fights.

    However, along the way, not to mention gang fights, there were not even a few people with hooliganism. Most of the pedestrians were either local residents or tourists who came here for the name. It gave a feeling of prosperity.

    He walked around with the address the old lady gave him and asked questions all the way. He really found that the humanity in this poor place was really not very good. Not many people talked to him without talking. When he asked for directions, he was ridiculed for a while.

    In the end, Wang Jian had no choice but to consult the patrolling policeman.  This is actually quite ironic, isn't it? Although Wang Jian has never been to Hong Kong, the biggest gangsters in Hong Kong are junior members of the Youth Gang. Several bosses have to hand in the name of their juniors when visiting the pier. That's it.  People are so forced that they have to consult the police to find the way

    After arriving at the old lady¡¯s ancestral home.  I discovered that this place was actually a small English-style building with four or five floors. It looked like a residential building. It looked really old. It should be where the old lady grew up.

    Judging from the layout of this building and the dilapidated decorations around it, this should have been a landmark building of this generation, but time is cruel to those who have passed away after the changes.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????Out out of the current perspective, this place is a slum settlement, an urban village in a metropolis that contains stories that have been forgotten.

    He stood at the bottom of the building and looked up steadily. Just like in the TVB TV series, the top of this old-style small building was covered with potted plants.  It looks lush and green from below, and the vigorous vitality is quite incompatible with the dilapidated old building.

    The woman who was taking care of her child downstairs saw Wang Jian standing dumbly. After muttering in Cantonese for a while, she asked in rather unskilled Mandarin: "Who are you looking for?"

    Such a shout was enough to bring Wang Jian's soul back. He lowered his head and smiled politely at the woman.  He took out the piece of paper with the address written on it: "Excuse me, is this the address written on the paper?"

    The woman took a look.  Nod seriously.  Then he stood up and shouted inside with a nervous expression: "Acheng, they are here again!"

    Although the voice was in Cantonese, Wang Jian could still hear it more or less. He quickly wanted to explain, but the woman didn't give him any time to explain. She picked up the chair and ran in with the child in her arms.

    Then seven or eight people poured out from inside.  All of them are strong young men with fierce faces. Although they are wearing old clothes, they are still in good spirits.

    "I told you. We won't move away." The leader seemed to be Acheng, whom the woman called him. He folded his arms and said, "Go back and tell your boss that if he comes to harass you again, I won't."  You're welcome."

    Wang Jian probably knew what happened as soon as he saw this posture.  Anyway, all the crows in the world are as dark as black. The location here is indeed a good location. This house will inevitably look a bit unsightly when placed here, so it is natural to develop it. For some things that are obviously difficult to do, go to these guys.  Come to do it, it is actually an unspoken rule that is universally applicable.

    "However, under their contempt and gaze, Wang Jian still revealed the purpose and significance of his trip, but after he told the old lady's name, everyone here knew it.  They looked around with big eyes and small eyes, and finally Acheng said: "You may be looking in the wrong place. There is no such person here. We have lived here for more than 20 years and have never heard of him."  .¡±

    Wang Jian said oh and didn't say much. He just nodded and walked towards the building: "Then I'll use the excuse of drinking water."

    Acheng was about to stop him, but Wang Jian ducked out of the way, passed the four young people like a phantom, and walked straight towards the building.The depths of ?.

    As soon as he walked in, Wang Jian realized that this building contained a secret. Looking at it as a whole, it was not one building as usual, but four buildings surrounded by a Chinese character, just like "Kung Fu".  It's the same as the Dazhai in ", but it's much smaller in scale. Although there's no sewage flowing inside, it still gives people the feeling of going back in time as soon as they walk in. The patio is dimly lit, and the well has long been turned into a garbage dump.  and a load of laundry to dry.

    ¡°This building looks quite old.¡±

    Wang Jian walked around the patio with his hands behind his back, talking to himself, imagining the bright lights and bustling crowds back then.  However, although the mottled paintings on the porch still remain, the glory of the past has long been gone.

    Suddenly, Wang Jian saw a plaque lying quietly in a dark corner with the words "Hanging the Pot to Help the World". He stepped forward with great interest and patted the dusty plaque. He smiled and asked:  Acheng behind him: "This is originally a clinic?"

    Acheng was caught off guard by his question. Although he was defensive, he still nodded honestly and said, "Yes."

    "That should be it." Wang Jian remembered what the old lady said. This was a clinic. But why it was so dilapidated, the old lady probably didn't know. "Are there any old people here? Take me there."  meet him."

    Acheng looked at Wang Jian with caution and doubt: "Who are you?"

    "You don't know if I told you." Wang Jian shrugged: "I'm here to get something."

    As he was talking, the sound of a car motor came from outside, followed by a burst of cursing and shouting. Finally, a dozen young people dressed as young and Dangerous and carrying water pipes and wooden sticks rushed in from outside.

    Wang Jian pouted, took a step back, sat at a table, picked up the kettle that the woman just handed him, and poured a glass of water without saying a word.

    As soon as Acheng saw these people, he glanced at Wang Jian again, frowned and greeted them. He muttered in substandard Cantonese for a while, and then felt uncomfortable speaking, so he changed to Mandarin: "Fat skin.  , I told you we won¡¯t move, so get out of here or I won¡¯t be polite!¡± At this moment, a fat man with a shiny face but reasonably well-dressed slowly walked out from behind the crowd, looking at him triumphantly.  Acheng said slickly: "Brother Cheng, don't be like this. We are all civilized people. Brother Qiang said that as long as you are willing to move, the price is easy to negotiate. Harmony makes money and anger makes money."

    When Wang Jian heard this, he burst out laughing, and a mouthful of tea spurted out from his nostrils. The sound was quite shocking.  This guy spoke in the same tone as the translator who helped the imperial army shout "Open the door, folks, the imperial army will not grab food" during the Anti-Japanese War.

    The fat man raised his eyelids and glanced at Wang Jian, frowned, but said nothing. He just continued to say to Acheng: "Brother Cheng, we grew up together and wore a pair of pants. Will I harm you? You too  Don¡¯t look at this place, it¡¯s so shabby, there¡¯s nothing to miss.¡±

    ¡°Go away, I¡¯ve misjudged the person.¡± Acheng stopped him with his hand: ¡°Go away!¡±

    Fat Pi snorted coldly: "Your grandfather didn't say anything, so who do you think is the elder?"

    Acheng smiled coldly: "Are you worthy of meeting my grandpa?"

    "There are rules in the world. What you did is against the rules, right? Don't think that I am polite to you just because I can't do anything to you."

    Wang Jian lit a cigarette next to him, crossed one leg over the other, and said in a neutral tone: "Jianghu? Are you considered a Jianghu?"

    When he was talking, he pointed at the few shabby bastards brought by his fat skin and said with a disdainful smile: "Then you are too small for a shrimp and turtle in the world."

    "What are you talking about?" Fatty's face drooped, and his face darkened: "It's none of your business."

    And Wang Jian slowly stood up and walked to Fat Pi.  Taking advantage of his height advantage of being almost a head taller than him, he stared at him condescendingly, without saying a word or making a move, just staring at him.

    You must know that Wang Jian has actually killed people, and there is a lot of blood on his hands. This murderous aura is not something that ordinary street gangsters can tolerate.  After staring for less than ten seconds, sweat began to form on his fat forehead.

    "I'll give you thirty seconds, get out." Wang Jian waved his hand gently: "Otherwise, everyone will not look good."

    After saying that, he dialed the old lady's phone number and said in a dumbfounded voice: "Momwhat are you going to get? I can get into trouble even here."

    The old lady's answer was concise and to the point, and she could resolve Wang Jian's unreasonable troubles by herself. He coughed awkwardly, hung up the phone, turned around and looked at Fatty who was still stunned on the spot, and said nothing.  Just slap it? He went over and said word by word: "Thirty seconds have passed!"

    As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Jian kicked out Wang Jian, including the dozen or so people around him.  This set of movements only lasted a few seconds, and the speed of the kick was an afterimage.

    After watching them being kicked out and lying on the ground wailing, Acheng's eyes straightened when he looked at Wang Jian, and his eyeballs almost burst out of his sockets.

    "Who are you?" Acheng looked at Wang Jian as if he had seen a ghost, his voice trembling slightly.

    Wang Jian shrugged and turned to look at Acheng: "What you say here doesn't count, does it? Let's find out what you say. I'm really here to get something." (To be continued)
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