The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

"Why didn't you report to the official?"

Seeing that Li Feng did not choose to leave, but instead sat down, as if he was not afraid of trouble at all, Master Zeng looked hesitant.

Maybe it was because of the candy in the child's pocket. After a while, he pushed the child into the house and hesitated, probably wanting Li Feng to leave quickly.

"The Tower PD will not care about what happens here. They will call the police. If we are lucky, they will scold us and tell us that we do not take good care of our money. If we are not lucky, no one can get out. Just frame the case directly on us~!"

The sudden female voice made Li Feng tilt his head and look through the mirror at the girl who was carefully coming down from the attic on the wooden ladder.

"Laidi, come up, don't talk nonsense~!"

Unexpectedly, the matter just now was not resolved, and now another person came to cause trouble. Master Zeng scolded his daughter angrily.

"I'm not talking nonsense, isn't Aniu his father? After he went to find the Tower PD, everyone was gone. Now Aniu can only shine people's shoes at the train station and hide in Tibet. I don't know if he will be caught by those bastards one day. , people will die~!”

The little girl who came downstairs was probably two or three years younger than Li Nan. She pouted and said plausibly.

Li Feng felt more and more the seriousness of the situation. It was the 1960s. Even in developed countries, there was no surveillance. There were foreigners outside, but the scene in Chinatown was still the same. It was hard to imagine what kind of oppression this generation had to bear. , can we survive until the day we can see the sun.

Even Xiangjiang, the safest city in the 21st century, should still be in the era of the four detectives. It can also be said to be the darkest. Under the protection of white-skinned British guys, gangs are rampant and black and white collude. These people are human beings.

"I made you laugh, but I still hope to leave as soon as possible. The people of the Third Company Gang are not easy to mess with~!"

Master Zeng rubbed the apron in front of him with both hands. It could be seen that it was once covered with various oil stains. No matter how clean it was, there were still old stains that could never be cleaned.

"What about the embassy? Doesn't the embassy care about it?"

"The Sanlian Gang is the same as the embassy. They all came from that place. Didn't you hear his accent?"

Because Li Feng said something in Cantonese before, he thought Li Feng knew. Now he can see clearly that Li Feng really doesn't understand anything.

Li Feng didn't understand. At first, he just thought that the Sanlian Gang seemed to have heard of it somewhere. Now that he contacted Jiu Chenchen, come on, in Young and Dangerous, the territory where Pheasant goes seems to be the Sanlian Gang. The boss is called Lei Gong. , his horse, Ding Yao soaking in the hot spring, hiss...! !

However, that was thirty years later, in the era of Big Brother, now, Li Feng rubbed his chin, it should belong to their outsider.

"Dad, a few days ago, I heard that something happened to the embassy. Aniu even told me in the newspaper that they were blown up with bombs~!"

"Shut up, Laidi, take your brother up~!"

Hearing his daughter's words getting more and more outrageous, Master Zeng looked horrified. He rushed over and covered his daughter's mouth. His face instantly turned ugly. He thrust his son into his daughter's hands and pushed the two of them back to the attic. .

"You don't have to be afraid of me. I believe you can see that I'm not a good person to begin with~!"

Hearing that Li Feng was still joking at this time, Master Zeng showed a wry smile. In his opinion, Li Feng was only one person at most, but he was a group of people. Moreover, there was the embassy as a background. If anything happened, there would be Officials take care of it.

"Cut it, shave it too~!"

Picking up the scarf that fell on the ground, Li Feng put it around his neck, took out a five-yuan knife, and placed it on the table in front of the barber.

He hesitated for a long time, maybe because of Li Feng's previous candy, or maybe because Li Feng insisted on paying for haircuts. Master Zeng had been wandering outside for so many years, but he could still tell that the young man in front of him was not the kind of person who bullied good and feared evil.

He picked up the hair clipper in front of the mirror, grabbed Li Feng's hair, felt the thickness and length of the hair, looked at Li Feng's face in the mirror, and then prepared to do it.

"Master Zeng, your previous question has not been answered yet~!"

Master Zeng, who had just put the clipper on the comb, was stunned for a moment. He lowered his head and thought for a while before he remembered the customer's problem before the conflict.

"I heard that there are probably tens of thousands of people here. In the city to the north, there are steel machine factories with a total of 20 to 30,000 people. I originally wanted to go there, but our people can't do business there~!"

Master Zeng smiled bitterly, and then fell silent. With the sound of "click, click, click", he used the clippers to cut Li Feng~!

It seems that he has accepted his fate. At least he can still get some water (money) in Chinatown, but in other places, let alone making money, he doesn't know whether he can support a family of four.

"I see there aren't many people on this street?"

Li Feng turned his head slightly and looked at the street outside the glass. The flow of people coming and going seemed to be only a few hundred or thousands at most. "Mr. Li was joking. There must be no people during the day, and everyone has to work and eat. Eight or nine o'clock in the evening is the busiest time. Occasionally, you can see gangs showing off their horses, and the streets on both sides can be blocked!"

"Showing the horse?"

Li Feng really didn't understand what he meant and looked at Master Zeng through the mirror.

"It's just the gang boss. He led his brothers to talk about numbers and negotiate. After all, there are so many bad guys, and there is only so much territory to feed the people below. If you go out of this street, you will commit trouble. Iron Tower PD , to arrest people.”

As the hair clipper was pushed forward, strands of black hair fell on the scarf. Li Feng looked at himself in the mirror and frowned tightly.

If the current situation is like what he said, doesn't it mean that the iron tower mainly traps these unstable factors in this place, which is a bastard!

When I played Red Dead Redemption 2 before, I saw people who were building railways in their hometown. Now that the international community has developed, white-skinned people are still doing these dirty things in secret. I'm afraid, they're just covering it up. Cover up.

"Approximately how many businesses are there on this street?"

"From beginning to end, it's only two or three hundred, three or four hundred, I haven't counted the exact number~!"

After combing the guest's hair in the mirror, Master Zeng looked at the visitor from his hometown in front of him. He didn't know why he was so curious about things here.

"Num, I'll give you another one. You keep cutting, and I'll take some notes!"

"No, no, you're welcome, Mr. Li, anyone will know this if you ask him~!"

He took his hands out from under the scarf and placed the banknotes in front of the mirror. After taking out the pen, he asked for some details.

"Is this the current word used in my hometown?"

Looking at the densely written words in the notebook, some of which he did not even recognize, Master Zeng curiously poked his head and asked.

"As you know, the cultural level of ordinary people in my hometown is mostly in rural areas. There are too many strokes in traditional Chinese characters and many people cannot learn them. The government has simplified them to increase the literacy rate and improve the cultural level~!"

"That's good. My wife is teaching the children here, and I have to wait until she gets off work~!"

At this point, Master Zeng sighed, took a brush to clean up the stubble, and said with a hint of envy.

"Well, why not send it to school?"

Li Feng, who was just about to put the cap on his pen, suddenly opened the notebook again, brushed off the stubble on his hair, and put the pen tip on it. It seemed that he wanted to write down even this.

"Where is our school here? We ourselves don't know a few words in foreign languages, and our children don't even speak a few words. But the people from my hometown in the north who work in factories, although it's a little harder, after marrying a local, the children can go to school. At that time, they were sent here from Beiyang or MG. Many of them never returned, but at least they had status here. The locals recognized them. I heard that the tuition was waived, but they had to pay for accommodation and meals. !”

Seeing Lao Zeng's sad look, Li Feng looked through the mirror at the two little heads looking down at the attic stairs, and closed the book again.

“There’s a long way to go~!”

Li Feng also took a deep sigh, feeling that the handshake between the two parties was indeed imminent. No matter what, this was just the Iron Tower. There was Britain on the other side, and the entire Europe combined would be so much.

Only after equal dialogue can we start to solve these remaining problems. At least, irresponsible old people like Jiu Chen should get out of here as soon as possible.

Not to mention being irresponsible, he also joined forces with gangs to help Iron Tower bully the people in his hometown. He couldn't help but make people hate him so much that he even refused to pay for a haircut. He was really a tyrant and cool, not to mention Sanlian who helped Lei Gong. , even Ding Yao had to press down.

"When the older one grows up, find a family for her to marry. The younger one will be like me when the time comes. Learn my craftsmanship, and at least she won't starve to death!"

After dragging Li Feng's head back and placing it on the pillow, Master Zeng changed the basin of hot water, soaked the towel, and wiped the guest's chin with the steam.

"Dad, I want to study, and I also want to work in a factory!!"

Listening to the quiet voice behind him, Li Feng opened his eyes, looked at the ceiling, and said with a smile.

"There will be learning..."

Upon hearing the guest's words, Mr. Zeng's hand wiping his chin suddenly trembled. (End of chapter)