The Kowloon Walled City is suffocating enough when viewed from the outside, and it is even more depressing once you enter. The air is filled with a mixture of odors, including stink, fishy, ​​moldy, sour, and rotten...

Anzi was not unfamiliar with this smell. When he was in Guangzhou, he and his grandmother often went to pick up garbage. The smell in the trash can was like this, and he had long been accustomed to it.

He had just memorized the direction of the rooftop and was still very confident before entering the building.

But after coming in, Anzi was dumbfounded.

The inside of the building was more complicated than a maze, with corridors winding around and rooms arranged one after another. He thought he had reached the exit, but after turning in, there was another corridor. After turning again, he arrived at someone else's home. The construction of this building had no rules and was too arbitrary.

After walking for an hour, Anzi felt a little tired. He sat on the stairs to rest and think about what to do next.

No matter what method he uses, he must complete the task!

Anzi encouraged himself and regained a lot of strength. He stood up and looked around, but was still not sure which way to go, so he decided to ask for directions.

My grandma often said that when you are out, you have to be sweet-mouthed, careful, brave, and sharp-eyed, so that no matter how big the pit is, you can get over it.

"Yeah!"

The door next to him opened, and there was a creaking sound. Then a short, mean-looking man walked out, his hands still pulling up his trousers.

"Put it on the account and settle it together at the end of the month!"

The man turned around and spoke to the room, preparing to leave.

"You said the same thing last month, the month before, and the month before. You have to pay the money this time. I don't even have money to pay the rent."

The woman inside grabbed the man and spoke in a bad tone. Her voice was hoarse and she sounded quite old.

"If I had money, would I come here? I'm old now, I come here because I respect you, how can I accept money?"

The man snorted coldly, pushed the woman away, and spoke very viciously.

"I've served you well, so you have to pay me. Three hundred and sixty dollars in total!"

"Here you go, Ma!"

The man and woman were fighting with each other. Anzi cleverly stepped aside. Seeing that the woman was at a disadvantage and was slapped several times by the man, he thought for a moment and ran to pick up half a brick that he had seen when he passed by.

Anzi held half a brick, stood on a stool, and smashed it hard at the man, hitting him on the back of the head.

"ah……"

The man screamed and turned around to look for the murderer, but Anzi had already hidden himself. He touched the back of his head and his hands were sticky and covered in blood.

Before he could react, he was hit several more times. The woman picked up a stool and smashed it like crazy. Soon the man was beaten so hard that he begged for mercy. He took out his wallet and gave all the money in it to the woman.

"You have no money but you still want to act like a big shot, bah... A three-year-old child is more capable than you. I have to act with you every time. I am more tired than you!"

The woman spat in disdain, what a little turtledove! Even if she was a prostitute, she didn't want to receive such a guest.

If she wasn't old and ugly, how could such a little pigeon be willing to do something stupid?

The man with a bloody head ran away angrily. He did not dare to cause trouble in the building and only dared to bully the old and ugly prostitutes.

The woman in her forties was heavily made up, the white powder on her face was more mottled than the wall next to her. The low-quality cosmetics were smudged, and her face looked like a ruined oil painting. Although it was dirty, you could still vaguely see her beauty when she was young.

The woman lit a cigarette and puffed away as she counted the money.

"You idiot, you can't even get 500 bucks together, you'll get hit by a car when you go out!"

The woman was very dissatisfied with the money in her wallet. She cursed, rolled up the money, put it into her underwear through her collar, then turned around and walked towards Anzi.

"Whose child are you?"

The woman stood crookedly, very interested in the handsome Anzi, thinking he was a new mover.

"Auntie, I just helped you beat the bad guy!"

Anzi stood up, raised his head, and talked to her bravely.

He just figured it out. It would be difficult for him to find the rooftop by himself, but his new mother didn't say that he couldn't ask for help. He helped the aunt with his own ability, so he thought it should be possible to let the aunt lead the way, right?

"You want a share of the money?"

The woman looked alert. She had to pay the rent with the more than 400 yuan and was reluctant to give it away.

But she felt a little guilty if she didn't share any of the money. After all, if it weren't for the child's help, she wouldn't have been able to get a penny.

"At most I'll give you half, no more."

The woman reached into her collar, pulled out a roll of money, and reluctantly counted a few.

"I don't want money, auntie, can you help me find a place?"

Anzi made a request.

"Can't find your home? Don't wander around, kid. Be careful of being caught and eaten by bad guys!"

The woman thought he was lost. Even though she had lived there for five or six years, she only dared to walk around on the floors she was familiar with and didn't dare go anywhere else.

"I want to go to the highest rooftop, probably in that direction."

Anzi pointed in the approximate direction of the rooftop. He knew it was there, but he just couldn't get there.

The woman frowned. According to the direction pointed by the child, they would definitely pass by Building B, where several wanted criminals lived. The Hong Kong police were still trying to catch them, those desperate criminals who killed people without blinking an eye.

She also heard that one of the guys was a super pervert and that several little boys had disappeared from the building, all of which were related to this pervert.

"I advise you not to go there. There really is a wolf grandmother there. Here is the money for you!"

The woman tried to dissuade him with good intentions and even stuffed money into Anzi's hand.

"I have something important to do, Auntie, can you show me the way?"

Anzi heard the woman's good intentions and was actually afraid in his heart, but he did not back down, nor did he want to implicate the woman, so he just let her show him the way.

The woman saw that he was determined and did not try to persuade him anymore. Instead, she took Anzi to the entrance closest to Building B.

"I can only take you so far. Walk along this corridor to the end, then turn right and go upstairs. Then walk forward. I don't know the way back. You have to find it yourself. Remember my words. Don't stop, don't look around, and don't agree to anyone's orders!"

The woman pointed to a dark corridor ahead and gave instructions solemnly.

"I remember that, thank you, Auntie!"

Anzi nodded, returned the money in his hand to the woman, and stepped into the corridor that was even more gloomy than a haunted house without hesitation.

"Good luck!"

The woman muttered something and turned away.

Anzi kept her words in mind and walked forward without looking around, with every step being extremely firm.

In fact, he was very scared and his body was even shaking. The cold sweat on his forehead condensed into water beads, which slid down his face and wet his clothes.

Several times he wanted to turn around and leave this horrible place, but he gritted his teeth and persevered.

If he couldn't even overcome this difficulty, how could he avenge his parents? How could he let his grandmother live a good life?

The new father and mother will definitely not like him!

Anzi kept encouraging himself and passed through the gloomy corridor unknowingly. He turned right and went upstairs and passed through it quickly. Then he turned left and came to a dark corridor. There was not a single ray of sunlight coming in and it was as dark as night even in broad daylight.

"ah……"

A shrill scream rang out, scaring Anzi. He remembered the woman's words clearly, no matter what happened, he must not stop, so he ran, trying to escape from this terrible place as soon as possible.

"Snap"

Something hit him, and there was a strong smell of blood. The thing fell to the ground. Anzi looked down and was so scared that his hair stood up.

It was a bloody severed hand, the fingers were still bent and blood was still flowing.