Entering the Kowloon Walled City, the soul is trapped in the ghost shell of a debtor, and the profit of 3,000 yuan can crush people to death. His whole body ached as if he had been run over, and King Scar was banging on the door outside - he clasped his thin arms and sneered: I will repay this bad debt with my life, and overturn the entire city with my own money!