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Chapter 184 The legendary old man(1/2)

 "There is no two miles of land, it should be eight or nine hundred meters long!"

Zhao Chuanxin calmly began to clean the gun.

Large-caliber sniper rifles require proper maintenance. After wiping off the gunpowder residue, Zhao Chuanxin oiled the gun again.

Hong Kong Island is located in the south. Except for the coldest time in winter, it is humid all year round.

It’s impossible not to apply oil.

After putting away the gun, Zhao Chuanxin stood up: "Let's withdraw and see if they dare to do it tomorrow."

Li Zhitao looked at the chaotic police team in the distance, and his eyelids twitched.

In the past, he wanted to form Zhongshengtang Huntangkou, claiming to be a man of the world, but when he met Zhao Chuanxin, he realized what true lawlessness was!

That's a British policeman, kill him if you tell him to!

Everyone else is afraid of ghost guys, but Zhao Sheng singles out ghost guys to attack!

And with such a sharpshooting technique, he expected that if Zhao Sheng wanted to unify the entire Hong Kong Island, he would only need to deal with all the incense masters and even the second marshal from a distance. It would probably take less than a month to complete the integration.
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So awesome!

So sharp!

These people can't read a lot of Chinese characters, and they don't have the financial means to read a newspaper. Otherwise, if you know what Zhao Chuanxin did in the United States, you won't be surprised.

Don’t do six basic things.

Zhao Chuanxin also built a small wooden boat to experience the feeling of living in a houseboat.

He once visited the developed Hong Kong Island, which also had houseboats.

But that kind of houseboat has become a place for Internet celebrities to check in, and a place where celebrities gather money to take photos. It is beautiful, fully equipped and valuable.

The first floor is a well-arranged room and bathroom. The second floor has a dining room, kitchen and living room, where you can sing K. The third floor is a bar and terrace. You can wear a midriff-baring dress or bikini to enjoy the sea breeze and hold a red wine glass to show off.

Taking a photo under the sunset and posting it on Moments can make people envious for a long time.

As for the current houseboat, it is equipped with a pole and oar and a simple awning, which can protect you from the rain but not the wind. It is also a place where you can lie down and take a rest.

Just making do.

Six people were crowded into the small houseboat, and it was difficult to even turn around.

Zhao Chuanxin developed a dislike for this small boat after the initial novelty.

"Feiqiang, go wash your feet quickly, your feet can kill someone!"

"Zhao Sheng, it's not me! It's Toad Boy!"

"Feiqiang, shut up!"

Li Zhitao, who was fondly playing with the Webley revolver, said: "Rinse your feet, Zhao Sheng likes to keep them clean."

Zhao Chuanxin also went to the bow of the ship, looking down at the slurry of seawater, and the smell went straight to his forehead.

The people in the boathouse nearby dumped their excrement into the sea.

This is because the previous storm destroyed many houseboats. Otherwise, this place would be densely packed with boats, and every house would be dumped into the sea, and the stench would fill the sky.

He secretly thought: Hold on for two more days and leave immediately after solving the problem!

Hong Kong Island is different from other places.

If it were anywhere else, Zhao Chuanxin would just find a place to live.

But on Hong Kong Island, where every inch of land is at a premium, many people only have 1 square meter of living space. The buildings are airtight, so where is the spare room for accommodation?

The bustling central area is the focus of the police at this time, and you are not allowed to stay in hotels there.

Zhao Chuanxin really has to make do in the houseboat.

Use this water to wash your hands?

Think about it and forget it.

Sitting on the bow and smoking a cigarette, Zhao Chuanxin threw the cigarette butt into the sea.

Get up,

He shouted to the inside: "You guys stay, I'll go out for a walk."

He didn't want to come back until the smell dissipated.

"Zhao Sheng, be careful, the ghosts are hunting you outside."

Li Zhitao and others have become accustomed to this living environment.

In fact, the houseboat they were in was right under the nose of the police.

It's just that there are many people here and it's at sea, so it's not easy to be noticed.

Zhao Chuanxin jumped ashore.

This place is located next to the Central Pier. Some kind of fishing area was set up here in later generations. Diagonally across the bank is Victoria Harbour.

Now it’s all houseboats.

After not walking far, we arrived at Causeway Bay.

Here, Zhao Chuanxin needs to be careful.

I originally planned to go around for a while and then go back after Li Zhitao and the others had finished washing and the smell of their stinky feet had gone away.

But I heard passers-by comment: "Today's horse racing at the racecourse was so exciting, horse No. 8 "Mishan", I really like him!"

"Come to the north (Minnan dialect), you're stupid, I lost so miserably last time! Not as nimble as No. 11, I think No. 11 will win!"

Racecourse?

Zhao Chuanxin remembered that people in Hong Kong like to bet on horse racing, and he always liked to join in the fun, so he prepared to go over with the two of them to have a look.

Horse racing events have been held on Hong Kong Island since the middle of the last century. The Wong Nai Chung swamp in Wan Chai was filled in to become the current racecourse.

In 1884, the Hong Kong Jockey Club was established, and horse racing activities began to become popular and held regularly.

People in Hong Kong like to gamble, so gambling is a must when there are horse racing events.

Gambling is the most exciting and even irrational activity.

Zhao Chuanxin has never touched this thing. At most, during the holidays, relatives gather together to play a few planes and landowners, not even mahjong.

However, when he arrived outside the racecourse, Zhao Chuanxin found that many Chinese were watching outside.

He patted someone on the shoulder: "Brother, why don't you go in?"

There are temporary stands inside, and all the people sitting inside are foreigners.

"Let's go to the street! Don't you know that we are not allowed to watch horse racing on the same stage as the ghost guy?"

Damn, it’s really disappointing.

Zhao Chuanxin discovered that in Hong Kong Island, there are three, six, and nine levels everywhere, and the status of the Chinese here is as humble as ants.

You can't even watch a horse race on the same stage as foreigners.

Look at the Chinese people standing on a big stone drum, looking inside with great interest, and look at the foreigners inside waiting for the game to start.

Zhao Chuanxin was a little discouraged.

He is going to have to shave his head and feel the burden.

I am anxious to change the status quo, but others seem to have adapted to this hierarchical concept forcibly instilled by the great powers.

He pushed the crowd, and there was no enemy in front of him. They were all pushed away by him.

"Old mother, why are you squeezing me?"

"What a poop!"

"***!"

Zhao Chuanxin received an overwhelming response and received a lot of curses.

His face was not red but his heart was not beating: "Hey, no matter how qualified you are, you are almost going to squeeze out lunch.

And you, you are such an adult, you can’t even stand still!

Old lady, it's dangerous here. I'll give you a hand, be obedient, and stand back a little..."

After pushing and shoving, everyone watched helplessly as the tall young man squeezed his way to the front.

On the other hand, looking at the crowd, they were swaying around and it was terrible to see.

But everyone just paid lip service to each other, and no one dared to take action against Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin took a long breath: "Fortunately, I have a strong body, otherwise I wouldn't have let you squeeze me to death. People these days just don't know how to be humble!"

An old man next to him was stunned: "Young man, I haven't seen anyone thicker-skinned than you in the past few years."

"I asked you, old man, when did you go blind? As everyone knows, I have the thinnest skin!"

"Haha!"

The old man stopped paying attention to him.

Coming early is worse than coming by chance. Anyway, the position that came early was taken by Zhao Chuanxin.

The horse racing is about to begin.

A horse was led out by a knight.

Zhao Chuanxin took out his devil crystal glasses and put them on, and immediately saw No. 8 "Mishan" clearly.
To be continued...
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