I lost my vegetative state, and I became the richest man in the world

Chapter 518 Don't care about the zone!
This is the Kowloon Walled City.

Even though Yang Ming and the others had been inside for less than an hour, they accidentally discovered the dead man.

Yang Ming knew that the law and order in Xiangjiang was like this.

In the 80s, and even in the 90s, a group of thugs appeared, and those were even more terrifying, and they targeted the rich and powerful in Xiangjiang.

"Sir Yang, should we leave first?" A sir reminded.

"Need not."

Yang Ming hasn't seen what he wants to see yet, why is he in a hurry to leave?
Yang Ming walked forward.

Seeing a 80-[-]-year-old woman in ordinary clothes carrying a bucket of water tremblingly, Yang Ming immediately went to help.

"Grandma, I will help you."

Only then did Yang Ming realize that he seemed to have recovered now, but in fact, he was still a little helpless.

He unexpectedly discovered that the bucket of water seemed very heavy when he lifted it up.

A sir beside him rushed to help.

Yang Ming went forward with this grandma.

Grandma lived in a room at the corner of an alley in the Kowloon Walled City.

"Grandma, do you know me?" Yang Ming asked.

"Young boy, grandma doesn't know you?"

It's just that this grandma didn't expect that this young man in extraordinary clothes would take the initiative to fetch water for her.

When Yang Ming came to that narrow room, apart from feeling that it was very dark inside, he couldn't feel it unless he turned on the light.

"Grandma, don't you want to turn on the light?"

"No electricity."

Some places in the Kowloon Walled City are lit, which means that there is electricity. Even so, how can there be electricity here if the grandmother does not pay the electricity bill to someone?
"Grandma, where did you get your water?"

"There is a water truck in front, and it costs money to buy water."

Said the grandma.

Yang Ming saw Grandma pouring the bucket of water into a water tank.

The smell in Grandma's room is really bad, it should be because a lot of garbage has accumulated.

Those sirs were worried about Sir Yang's safety, so they followed around all the time, they could only cover their noses and endure the stench.

"Young boy, what's the matter?"

Seeing that Yang Ming and the others hadn't left, Grandma stopped and asked.

"Grandma, I want to ask you something."

"go ahead."

"We just saw a person die in the alley ahead."

"Young boy, the things you mentioned happen every day, often. If you are a sir, it is useless to find me, you have to find someone who is inside."

Seeing other sirs in police uniforms, this grandma thought that Yang Ming was also a sir.

It seems that the law and order in the Kowloon Walled City is really bad, and this grandma has long been used to it.

"Grandma, I'm not a bad guy."

At this time, a sir said: "Grandma, this is Sir Yang from Xiangjiang, who is also a justice of the peace. If you have any difficulties or problems, you can talk to Sir Yang."

Sir Yang?
Justice of the Peace?

Isn't that the big guy from above?

In the 60s, the justices of peace in Xiangjiang were indeed very prestigious, representing the squires in Xiangjiang, and were directly responsible for communicating with the Governor's Mansion.

Grandma didn't expect that the justice of the peace in front of her was so young.

"Grandma, where is your family?"

"It's just me, my dead ghost has already sold salted duck eggs."

Granny alone?

"Grandma, how do you usually live?"

Yang Ming was really surprised, how could this old woman survive in this kind of place when she was so old and had no husband.

"It's really difficult to help people sew and earn some living expenses, and the fellow villagers will give some money."

Association?
Yang Ming knew that the Kowloon Walled City came from all corners of the country, mainly from Guangdong Province.

There may be Cantonese, Hakka, and Chaocheng in it, and the Chaocheng people in the Kowloon Walled City should be the most.

"Grandma, where is your hometown?"

"My hometown is Longxi."

Longxi?

Yang Ming really didn't know where he was.

When the grandmother slowly explained clearly, Yang Ming finally knew that it turned out to be a commune under Boluo, Huicheng.

When my grandma and her husband smuggled to Xiangjiang, they were not called by their current names.

I learned from my grandma that she and her husband have been smuggled here for a few years, and have taken refuge with their relatives in the Kowloon Walled City. They have been living in this place for more than 40 years.

She is very clear about many things in Kowloon Walled City for decades.

When Yang Ming sat there and listened to what the other party said, he was really more and more surprised by the Kowloon Walled City Yang Ming.

"Grandma, why didn't you leave Kowloon Walled City back then?"

"I'm not going anywhere, I can't go."

For my grandmother, she lived here in her 20s and never went out again.

There has always been a population of tens of thousands here, which is like a small town with the population size, living in the Kowloon Walled City.

Some people died.

Some people live forever.

There are also people who leave here.

There are also more new immigrants entering here.

So much so that the official can't count how many residents live here.

Most of the residents here may not even have Xiangjiang ID cards, and they belong to black households.

Although they can apply for Xiangjiang ID cards at a nearby police station as long as they leave here, those people still don't go.

Back then, before the 70s, it was still difficult for smuggled immigrants or black households to apply for ID cards.

Since Yang Ming and Governor Mai Lihao mentioned this matter, whether it is a former immigrant or a new immigrant, it is very easy for them to apply for the identity card of Xiangjiang.

Many people here have really been black households all along.

Grandma said a lot about Yang Ming there, and even those things that Sir has never heard of. I have to say that this Kowloon Walled City is not only a three-way zone, but even a place that has formed a unique survival rule. .

Yang Ming listened there for a long time.

Grandma seems very happy, it has been a long time since anyone listened to her talk about the past.

"Grandma, what do you need to improve?" Yang Ming looked at the other party and asked.

He thought Grandma would put forward some conditions.

For example, access to water, electricity, or even medical treatment, or low-income subsidies and so on.

Grandma didn't seem to mention it.

The other party thought that Sir Yang was a justice of the peace, but in fact the other party did not know Yang Ming's true identity.

In the past, there were no justices of the peace here, but there have always been justices of the peace in the New Territories and Kowloon. No one really wants to come to such a ghost place like this three-way zone.

"Grandma, Sir Yang is a justice of the peace. I wonder if you need help?" Sir asked next to him.

Grandma said, "Young boy, I have nothing to help."

Yang Ming sighed.

He always feels that the life of the people here is not as good as living in China.

Yang Ming knew the other party's current conditions, in fact, all aspects must be improved, including the living environment, low-income subsidies, and even medical treatment and so on.

Nobody cared about these people before.

Only now did Sir Yang come over.

Yang Ming knew about a situation like Grandma's, so he couldn't give money rashly.

The main reason is that giving money now will harm the other party. In this place, many people want money without their lives. If you give this grandma money now, I am afraid that not only the money will be robbed, but her life will also be lost.

　Chapter 5!

　　Please subscribe! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)