Reborn in Hong Kong, my cousin is Crippled Ho

Chapter 25 People fear becoming famous, just as pigs fear growing fat; trouble is unavoidable.

He has a cousin who is persistent in trying to get him to do shady business.

Lin Yuanshan was so moved that he wanted to cry.

Unfortunately, I really can't accept such loyalty from them.

Without responding, Lin Yuanshan pointed to the green light across the street and led the way onto the zebra crossing.

Wu Shih-hao, though seemingly rough, was actually quite shrewd. Although disappointed, he didn't bring it up again.

He beckoned everyone to follow, then jogged over to Lin Yuanshan's side: "Once the factory is up and running, if you encounter any difficulties, don't hesitate to tell me, Brother Hao."

"I know, when did you become so long-winded..." Lin Yuanshan glanced at Wu Shihao, his eyes filled with laughter: "We're all family, I'm not going to be polite to anyone but you."

"That's right! We're all from the same boat!" Wu Shih-hao laughed upon hearing this, and the silly Wu and the others walking behind him also smiled in response.

It was nearly 9 p.m. when I returned to Kowloon Walled City from Fai Kee.

Little Rabbit and Iron Head had both eaten dinner. The former, holding a needle and thread, sat by the window mending a hole in Lin Yuanshan's bed sheet.

Tie Tou lay on the sofa, staring at the spider web on the ceiling. His simple-minded face wore the same expression as the pensive man, or in short, a gluttonous daze.

Wu Shih-hao and his group escorted Lin Yuan-shan downstairs and then left for their newly rented residence.

Lin Yuanshan walked alone up the stairs. Passing the third floor, he noticed people talking in the room where Lan Du Feng and Xiao Tu used to rent. They were probably from the City Walled City Committee, arranging for new tenants to move in.

Kowloon Walled City, though chaotic, was surprisingly orderly.

The Walled City Council of Elders is the highest authority, and it is further divided into organizations such as the Walled City Committee, the Walled City Joint Defense Association, and the Tin Shed Association.

They handle all aspects of the Walled City's internal arbitration, violent organizations, and rental housing, utilities, etc.

Here, talking about the law is useless; what matters is the rules, which are based on who has the strongest fist and the most powerful background.

For example, Wu Shih-hao is able to thrive here.

Besides their daring and ruthless nature, their strength also stemmed from the influence of the triads and the On Lok family, as well as the support of the powerful Fat Kun.

Lin Yuanshan glanced at the third floor and then climbed the stairs to the fourth floor.

As agreed, he knocked four times on the door of room 402.

Hearing this from inside, Tie Tou quickly came to open the door: "Young Master Yuan, you're back."

"Okay, I came back to get my clothes." Lin Yuanshan walked into the room, took off his suit jacket and hung it up. "I've been busy all day and I'm covered in sweat. I need to go to the public bathroom to take a shower."

Hong Kong is experiencing a severe drought this year, with water being supplied only once every four days.

Kowloon Walled City had a total of 8 water pipes, but the Walled City Council has closed 2 of them.

The price of daily water has doubled compared to usual.

Yesterday, Lin Yuanshan asked Tie Tou to invite Granny Liu downstairs to come up and help Xiao Tu take a bath. The cost of the water was more than the salary of the hired help!

In addition, due to limited space, none of the houses in the walled city were equipped with toilets.

Residents either go to the rooftop for an "open-air bath" or use curtains to cover the water taps in the alleyway for a "street bath".

Lin Yuanshan planned to walk for about ten minutes to the public bathhouse outside the south gate.

"Brother Yuan, here's some change of clothes." Little Rabbit brought over a set of underwear.

Lin Yuanshan reached out and took it, patting the rabbit's head as he did so: "Good boy."

After saying that, Lin Yuanshan turned and left, and Tie Tou, as his follower, naturally followed.

To their surprise, the little rabbit actually chased them down the stairs carrying a plastic bucket.

Seeing Lin Yuanshan stop and look at him curiously.

The little rabbit pointed to the soap in the bucket: "Brother Yuan, I'll go with you."

I'll wash the dirty clothes while I'm at it, then I can bring them back to dry.

Looking at this little girl who is always striving to do things.

Lin Yuanshan, who dared to swindle even unscrupulous merchants and corrupt police officers, surprisingly softened his heart: "No need, give me the bucket, I can wash it myself."

Without giving Xiaotu a chance to refuse, Lin Yuanshan took the plastic bucket and handed it to Tietou, then pushed her back into the room: "The little one can just watch the house. I'll buy you a lollipop when I get back."

After locking the door, Lin Yuanshan and Tie Tou went downstairs.

Lin Yuanshan spent the day at the factory checking accounts. After get off work, he went to Huiji to set a trap and swindled Shili Cheng out of 3000 yuan.

After a long and tiring day, aside from passing by the third floor and instructing Tie Tou to keep an eye on the new tenants, he really had no interest in talking.

But she couldn't resist having a chatterbox by her side.

From what she and Xiaotu ate for dinner, to what Lin Yuanshan ordered at Hui Ji restaurant and who he met...

From the back street of Lung Chun Road to the south gate of the city wall, it took about ten minutes for Tie Tou's mouth to keep talking non-stop.

Lin Yuanshan was so annoyed by the noise that he finally had no choice but to buy a bowl of grass jelly from a roadside vendor, which finally shut Tie Tou up.

"I'm going in to shower. What about you? Want to come with me?" Lin Yuanshan asked Tie Tou, pointing to the bathroom door.

Tie Tou nodded seriously: "It doesn't matter whether I wash or not, but I have to go in and protect you."

Young Master Yuan, don't underestimate the bathroom.

Many feuds and killings in the martial arts world take place in places like bathhouses and public bathhouses.

"Okay! Boss, me and him, two of us." Lin Yuanshan took out a dollar and handed it to the bathhouse owner.

It costs 5 cents per person, which isn't cheap.

Before the drought, these private bathhouses charged 2 cents per person; now the price has more than doubled.

The bathhouse owner took the money and moved the wooden fence to let people in.

Lin Yuanshan led Tie Tou inside and found a large bathtub. Opposite the bathtub, a water pipe was set up, branching out into about ten showerheads.

The two entered, where more than a dozen men were already taking a bath.

Each of them had tattoos of dragons, tigers, and leopards on their bodies, or had hideous knife scars on their skin.

One of the old men had thin, bony shoulders and a scar from a gunshot wound.

In this situation, the timid would probably not even dare to take off their clothes; they would turn around and run away.

But Lin Yuanshan and his companion ignored them, quickly stripped off their clothes, grabbed a white towel, and jumped into the bath.

There are time restrictions for bathing here; it cannot exceed one hour.

The two quickly immersed their bodies in the slightly hot water.

At this moment, the fatigue from a busy day was quickly carried away by the heat. Lin Yuanshan squinted his eyes and let out a comfortable sigh.

Compared to him quietly soaking in the bath, Tie Tou made a lot of noise.

He was a burly man, taking up the size of two normal people. He used to live in poverty and couldn't afford to go to the bathroom more than a few times a year.

Now, after wetting his body, he sat on the steps of the bathtub, vigorously scrubbing the dirt off his body with both hands.

The water in the pool was stirred up, and the others who were soaking in the bath frowned and looked over. If they weren't intimidated by his size, some of them probably would have already cursed him out.

"Hey, take it easy, you've almost stirred up a foot of waves in the whole pool." The old man with a gun scar on his shoulder looked at Iron Head and laughed and scolded, "Look at your physique, hey, big guy."

The day before yesterday, at Hung Kee Food Stall.

"Were you the one who lifted the table and scraped those two thugs from the water room to death?"