Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

Zhang Shiyu shook her head, tears still streaming down her face.

Chan Ho-nam stood up, took off his leather jacket, draped it over her shoulders, turned around, and looked at the three men whose faces were bruised and swollen with cold eyes.

"Throw them into the river and let them swim back."

Pheasant responded, and together with Foreskin and Banana Peel, they lifted the three men and threw them into the river.

"thump!"

The three men thrashed about in the river, cursing as they swam away.

Chen Haonan turned around and looked at Zhang Shiyu: "Where do you live? I'll take you there."

Zhang Shiyu stood up, wrapped her leather jacket tighter around herself, and said in a trembling voice, "I...I have nowhere to stay. I just came from the mainland and I'm going to find my cousin."

Where does your cousin live?

"Peace Mountain."

Zhang Shiyu said, "Her name is Bai Jin."

Chan Ho-nam was stunned for a moment.

He had never heard of the name Bai Jin, but those who could live on Victoria Peak were basically wealthy people.

He nodded: "Okay, I'll take you."

Chicken leaned closer: "Brother Hao Nan, isn't this woman beautiful? I think she's even prettier than Little Stutterer."

"Uh-huh."

Chan Ho-nam replied.

The pheasant smiled and said nothing more.

The group walked along the path towards Yuen Long.

Zhang Shiyu followed behind Chen Haonan, wrapped in his leather jacket, a feeling she couldn't quite describe welling up inside her.

Looking at their faces, he felt a sense of familiarity, as if he had seen them somewhere before. He cautiously asked, "Are you Chan Ho-nam?"

"Um."

"Are you a pheasant?"

"You know me? Am I that famous?"

Zhang Shiyu was now certain that this was the main cast from the "Young and Dangerous" movies she had watched.

"I've...I've heard of it."

Chan Ho-nam interrupted the conversation, saying, "Alright, we have important things to do. Chicken's leaving."

"Okay, Haonan."

Chan Ho-nam led the group away, and Cheung Siu-yu, wrapped in Chan Ho-nam's leather jacket, followed behind them, stumbling along.

"Can I come with you?"

A night breeze blew by.

Her clothes were still damp and clung to her body, making her shiver with cold.

But she dared not stop, dared not fall behind, and dared not stay here alone.

Just now... if Chan Ho-nam and his group hadn't happened to pass by, what would have happened to me now?

She didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Zhang Shiyu secretly sized up the people walking in front. Chen Haonan was walking at the very front, wearing only a white vest that revealed his muscular shoulders and arms.

Chan Ho-nam, Chicken, Foreskin, Banana Peel, she'd seen the "Young and Dangerous" movies.

Although I can't remember the whole plot, I still know the names of some of the main characters.

But isn't this a world filled with love in the courtyard?

Why are they even making a comeback with the Young and Dangerous movies?

Zhang Shiyu mentally cried out to the system, "System! What's going on? Isn't this supposed to be a traditional courtyard house? Why are gangsters showing up here?"

The system's voice sounded somewhat weak: "[Host, the core storyline of this world is set in the courtyard houses of Beijing. This is Hong Kong, a derivative plot, a spontaneous expansion of the world.]"

"derivative?"

Zhang Shiyu frowned. "You mean, this is a spin-off storyline?"

That's one way to understand it.

After the main storyline of the courtyard house came to an end, the world's causal laws needed to find a new balance.

[Hong Kong itself has a large number of film and television projections, so it naturally blended in.]

Zhang Shiyu fell silent.

He remembered that the people in the courtyard were Yi Zhonghai, Jia Zhangshi, Xu Damao, Shazhu, and the others, all of whom were dead.

Lin Tian killed them all with a single axe stroke.

Her whole family also died at the hands of that evil spirit.

The main storyline has ended, and the world needs a new story, otherwise it will collapse. So, the Young and Dangerous gang came along.

It sounds absurd, but it also seems to make sense.

"Alright."

Zhang Shiyu sighed and thought to herself, "Let it be a derivative."

She raised her head and continued walking forward with Chen Haonan and the others.

Now is not the time to dwell on this; she needs to survive first and find her aunt, Bai Jin.

A woman who smuggled herself in from the mainland, without a passport or ID card, and who can't even speak Hong Kong fluently, would face unimaginable consequences if caught by the police.

Before finding my cousin, it's more important to establish a firm foothold.

By following Chen Haonan and his gang, at least they had a place to stay and wouldn't have to sleep on the streets.

"What's your name?"

The pheasant suddenly turned its head, looked at her, a toothpick dangling from its mouth, and leered at her.

Zhang Shiyu paused for a moment: "My name is Zhang Shiyu."

"Poetry Rain?"

The pheasant chuckled. "Nice name. Where on the mainland are you from?"

"The Forbidden City".

"The capital city of Beijing?"

Pheasant's eyes lit up. "I know that place. It's the capital, with Tiananmen Square and the Forbidden City. It's where the emperor used to live. I've wanted to go see it for a long time, and maybe pick up a couple of antiques while I'm at it."

"You wouldn't understand it even if you went."

Baopi chimed in from behind, "You didn't even finish elementary school, how could you possibly understand those antiques?"

The pheasant glared at him: "You don't know anything. This is called cultural immersion."

Baopi chuckled twice, without refuting.

Banana Peel leaned closer, looked Zhang Shiyu up and down, and whispered to Chicken, "Brother Chicken, does this girl like Brother Hao Nan...?"

"Don't talk nonsense."

Chicken interrupted him, glancing at Chan Ho-nam's retreating figure, "Brother Ho-nam was just helping someone in need, you forgot the summary..."

The banana peel shrank back, not daring to say anything more.

As Zhang Shiyu listened to their conversation, a smile slowly crept onto her lips. Although these people were rude, at least they weren't bad.

I am safe for now.

After walking for more than half an hour, we arrived in Yuen Long.

A few streetlights illuminated the narrow street with their dim yellow light.

Several roadside food stalls were still open, with a few customers drinking, the air thick with smoke and filled with noise.

Several young men in floral shirts were squatting by the roadside smoking. When they saw Chan Ho-nam and his group, they nodded as a greeting.

"Brother Nan." A young man with dyed blond hair stood up. "What brings you here?"

Chan Ho-nam nodded: "Just passing by, is there a clean place for my friend to rest?"

Huang Mao glanced at Zhang Shiyu, didn't ask any further questions, and pointed to a building on the street corner: "There's a hotel over there. I know the owner; he can arrange it."

Chan Ho-nam turned to look at Cheung Siu-yu: "You stay here for one night, and I'll have someone take you to Victoria Peak tomorrow."

Zhang Shiyu nodded and followed Huang Mao toward the building. After a few steps, she stopped, turned around, and looked at Chen Haonan.

"Thank you."

Chan Ho-nam waved his hand, turned around and left.

Pheasant, Foreskin, and Banana Peel followed behind him, their shadows stretching long under the streetlights.

They have important things to do.

Looking at them, Zhang Shiyu felt a surge of indescribable emotions.

In this unfamiliar city, a few complete strangers in gangster thugs are more reliable than the fellow villagers they shared a boat with.

She turned around and followed the blond-haired man into the building.

The room wasn't big, but it was clean.

A bed, a table, and a bathroom.

Zhang Shiyu closed the door, leaned against it, and let out a long sigh of relief.

The cloth bag is still there, and so is the identification document.

I went into the bathroom and washed my face.

The face in the mirror was pale, haggard, and the eyes were red.

She forced a smile at herself in the mirror.

"Zhang Shiyu, you're still alive. It's good that you're alive."

Zhang Shiyu lay on the bed with her eyes closed.

My mind is a mess: the boat captain's face, Chen Haonan's back...

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