Chapter 1218 Countdown to Returning to China (Part 3)

Han Li rode his motorcycle through the streets and alleys in the dark night, but as soon as he entered the southern district, the road ahead was blocked by a rioting crowd.

Although Han Li could go around other streets and alleys, he preferred to see the excitement, so he turned his motorcycle into an alley and put it away, and walked towards the group of people who were some of them shouting and some of them wailing.

Han Li squeezed into the crowd and learned what happened from the audience's chatter.

Two young men in the bar in front splashed corrosive solvents (L acid and the like) on the guests on the dance floor, causing 27 injuries on the spot, 19 of whom were seriously injured.

Splashing corrosive solvents is a common thing in Renton, and is usually used by young people when robbing on motorcycles.

These people selected their targets and splashed corrosive solvents on them. While they were covering their faces and wailing, they snatched their bags and sat on their motorcycles to quickly leave the scene.

(In Renton at present, these corrosive solvents can be purchased by anyone, even if the other party is just a three-year-old child, he can easily buy them in the store.

Later, the Royal Constabulary of England raised the criminal liability for splashing corrosive liquids to the same as possessing knives, which reduced the occurrence of such situations.

However, there is no purchase limit, and it is easy to carry, so this method of robbery is still used by some people in the 21st century.)

It is the first time to hear that corrosive liquids are used in a bar, but then Han Li learned from these people why this happened.

It turned out that this bar was specially built by the local community boss Pete Henshaw at the junction of the West and South Districts, mainly to make friends with the relevant departments in the West District.

Now that someone splashed corrosive solvents when there were the most customers, it was clearly done by enemies and hostile communities.

After watching the excitement, Han Li turned around and left here, riding a motorcycle and quickly came to the street where the black market was located, but before entering, Han Li released the little owl.

The society that covers this black market is very powerful. There is no ticket here. Anyone who wants to enter can enter. They also openly put all the things on both sides of the street for sale.

The members of the society sat on the street smoking, with machetes and sticks under their feet, watching the people coming and going. This very backward defense is not in line with the supplies sold in this black market.

Han Li used his mental power to detect the guns in their clothes, and learned from the little owl that there were people on the rooftops around with long guns staring at them. He really thought that the black market had only this defense.

There are customers on this street who are swaggering, and there are also people who wear hats and eye masks to cover themselves. Han Li knows that the South District is a paradise above white people.

Others, whether you are Indian, African, or Latino, will all be targeted. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Han Li also covered himself up.

Many things here are stolen or robbed at a glance. The bloodstains on the bags and jewelry, these young stall owners are too lazy to clean them up, and just put them on a piece of rag for sale.

Han Li walked slowly through each stall on the street. There was really everything here, including leaves, flour, guns, bullets, various luxury goods, and rare and ancient items.

There were also many women selling flowers in ordinary clothes, and their clothes and appearance were full of dust.

Looking at their numb expressions and skin colors, these people were either caught after smuggling or trafficked here. Among these women, about 20% were minors.

If passers-by liked them, they only needed to pay ten times the price of the plastic flowers in their hands to go to the store behind to have a good time.

It is said that these people can be bought out, but the black market needs to verify the buyer. People who do not meet the conditions cannot do so even if they have money.

Not to mention that Han Li is not qualified to buy, even if he is, he will not buy these foreigners back.

After Han Li walked past these flower sellers, he also saw the fur and horns of Tibetan antelopes on a stall, and there were two finished products in the glass cabinet of another stall.

The fundamental reason why this highland elf is constantly being killed is on Asan. It is called "Shahtoosh" in India, which means "King of Cashmere".

In the past, when women from Asan families got married, they had to wear a piece of Shahtoosh as a dowry passed down from generation to generation, so it was also known as the priceless "soft gold".

The British royal family has ruled Asan for nearly two hundred years, and they have long been familiar with the good things of Asan. Shahtoosh naturally entered the wardrobe of the queen and royal family members.

But in this era, "Shahtoosh" is known by more and more people.

Because of the effect of the queen and the royal family, Shahtoosh has been spread to be magical, and many people are proud to have a piece of Shahtoosh.

Later, it was also spread that it was the only fluffy shawl that could pass through the ring, which was used to describe its preciousness and uniqueness.

Han Li was listening to the stall owner bragging to others that they used to go to Asan's house first, sneak into the plateau to hunt, then smuggle the fur to Asan's house for preliminary processing, and finally take it back to England to sell.

Now they buy it locally. They hire Asan at a very low price, or buy it from local people. They don't need to process it, and they can get five or six times the profit in England.

If they find a good fur worker to make the finished product, the profit can reach ten or twenty times.

Han Li turned around and left after listening to the stall owner's boasting, but he asked a little owl to keep a close eye on them.

Then Han Li looked at all the stalls on the black market, bought a bloody gold coin at a stall, and left the street.

As soon as Han Li left, five young men with letters tattooed on their faces chased him.

Han Li quickly noticed the actions of these people. He sneered and, under the guidance of the little owl, he quickened his pace and turned into a dark alley.

Seeing this, the people chasing behind hurriedly trotted after him. As they ran, they took out machetes and pistols from under their clothes.

Han Li stopped not far after turning into the alley. He stood under an outdoor staircase, listening to the footsteps coming from far away. There was an inexplicable light in his eyes, and he gently turned his ankles and wrists.

When several people ran to the stairs cursing, Han Li's feet burst out with force, and the whole person rushed directly into their midst like a hunting leopard.

The moment he rushed out, Han Li's fists hit the heads of two people. With a bang, the two people were uninjured on the surface, but their brains were beaten into a paste. They fell to the ground without even a groan.

After Han Li knocked down the two people, his feet just landed on the ground and turned into a bow step. While raising his legs and moving forward, Han Li's elbows were already raised.

However, this time, due to the problems of position, angle, and time, Han Li could not attack the opponent's head, but hit the opponent's heart with his elbow.

This elbow hit with the sound of broken ribs made the opponent fly out, and at this time the bodies of the two people hit by Han Li's first hit fell to the ground.

"Bang, crack, puff, puff, puff."

These sudden sounds made the other two people realize that something was wrong, and they subconsciously wanted to turn around to see what was going on.

But Han Li would not give them a chance. He hid his left hand and showed his right hand. His footsteps exploded again, and he came to the two people in front like a ricochet.

Before Han Li stopped, his right fist had hit one of them in the heart. The force of this blow was no less than the elbow strike just now. The opponent flew out without a sound, spitting blood from his mouth.

When this person flew out, Han Li's feet just landed in front of the promoted person.

But this time Han Li did not send the opponent to the road directly. Instead, he changed his fist into a palm and slapped the foreign guy who had not yet reacted to the ground. He bounced and spit out several teeth.

The big slap blinded the foreign guy. When he felt the pain and was about to scream, Han Li kicked him in the stomach and slid away for a long distance. Then he stepped on his face and said in a cold tone.

"If you dare to make a sound, I will send you to see your grandmother right away."

But this foreign guy may be in too much pain, or he may be a little slow to react, he still cried out in pain under Han Li's threat.

This situation gave Han Li a headache. If he didn't have something to ask him now, he would have kicked him away directly.

But Han Li would not let him continue to howl, and took back his foot that was stepping on his face.

When he kicked out again, he kicked directly on the other side's mouth, making this foreign guy shut up and breaking 80% of his teeth in his mouth.

Next, under Han Li's earnest teachings, this foreign guy told everything he knew, which gave him a chance to see his grandmother peacefully.

These five guys are all members of a small gang in the South District, but their status in the gang is the same as those "blue lanterns" in the Xiangjiang Society.

The gang verbally acknowledges their existence, and they can also use the gang's banner at ordinary times, provided that nothing serious happens.

These five guys have no jobs and don't want to work. Their usual source of income is stealing and robbing.

If they are in the right place and meet the right robbery target, they often get both people and money.

If the location is not suitable, they will also rob the other party of all their belongings, and sometimes even the bread and biscuits in the other party's hands will not be spared.

They usually don't dare to rob around the black market. The reason why they followed and planned to rob this time was because one of them saw Han Li's Chinese identity from the side in the black market.

Although this reason made Han Li very angry, he still sent the other party to reunite with his family very happily.

When Han Li got the news he wanted to know and was about to leave, he thought that the injuries of the four people were too strange. It would be bad if they were cut open for examination.

Although this situation basically does not happen, it is better to be safe than sorry.

Han Li put them aside and came to the third floor of the outdoor stairs. He took out a big stone from it and let it fall on them as a blanket.

After doing all this, Han Li stood there indifferently smoking, the flickering cigarette butt reflected his current mood.

It wasn't that Han Li felt uncomfortable, but he felt that when facing these foreigners, he was more and more physically solving the problem.

After dealing with those armed robbers in the wild for the first time, he still felt a little uncomfortable, but it was far less than when he hunted the first wild wolf in Shanghe Village.

Now, Han Li didn't feel uncomfortable after he finished. He didn't even have any reaction in his heart. He was as calm as if he was facing a wild boar in the forest.

Is it because what these guys usually do is too much? It makes Han Li feel like he is doing justice for the heavens, which makes him so calm in his heart?

When Han Li finished smoking a cigarette, the tomato juice on the ground stopped flowing. He came down the stairs and prepared to go according to the information he just got.