1984.

Hong Kong Island.

In the 1980s and 1990s, Hong Kong Island, which was named the Four Asian Little Dragons, was undoubtedly a typical representative of prosperity. Standing on the top of the mountain, the eyes were filled with prosperity and neon lights.

only.

Under this neon light with bright lights, darkness and sin are also ready to move, rising and falling in the dark.

...

Six o'clock in the morning.

In a small rental house.

"Ding Ding Ding..."

With a hair-moist hairstyle, Jacky Cheung's singing voice, Dehua's "sewing monster" with stubble, Zhong Wenze reached out to pinch off the alarm clock at the head of the bed, shook his head and crawled up, and washed himself in front of the mirror, looking at him with a stern look.

Looking at the handsome face in the mirror, the sense of immersion comes.

Zhong Wenze suddenly realized for a moment.

Half a month ago.

In 2020, the criminal policeman Zhong Wenze was unfortunately injured during a arrest of a criminal. When he woke up again, he found himself traveling to the world of Hong Kong Island.

Zhong Wenze of this era was an orphan, and his family was in a very ordinary and even a bit miserable way. He just graduated from the police school and became a patrol policeman. Today is also the day when he joined the company.

In the 1960s, the 500 million Inspector Lei Luo stood at the top of the Money Empire. This man who had one hand covered the sky completely fell after the ICAC came out.

In the 1970s, the young and dandy were in a turmoil and domineering way, which attracted countless young men to praise each other.

In just a few days, in the midst of hearing, Zhong Wenze found that this world was interspersed with many Hong Kong movies, full of legendary colors.

Washing is finished.

Zhong Wenze stroked his 37-part hairstyle in front of the mirror, picked up his coat and prepared to go out. A fat young man who looked a little vulgar, stood at the door with two thick dark circles, almost shocked him.

"It's a flop!"

Zhong Wenze looked up and down at the vulgar young man: "Bobo, if you don't go to work in the morning, why are you blocking my door? You scared me."

This person's name is Wang Bo. He has the body of Zhong Wenze, or a friend from his previous life. He has a good relationship, but he is not doing well now.

"Didn't this depend on you going to be a policeman today? I'll give you some money."

Wang Bo took out 800 Hong Kong dollars from his pocket and said, "This is what I have earned from going to the dock to unload goods these days. You just went in and bought some good cigarettes and everything you need to make."

"Depend on!"

Zhong Wenze looked at the wrinkled banknotes of this little stack, and then looked at Wang Bo, who had dark circles for this little money, and a warm current flowed through his heart.

In Hong Kong Island in the 1980s, it would be good if the salary of ordinary people could reach about two or three thousand yuan. A better job would be higher, but this is only relative.

He earned so much money at once, which was equivalent to half a month's salary, and he still got it by selling his body.

Zhong Wenze reached out and pushed the money back, patted his chest and said, "You're so fucking, I'll be able to do it right away. I'll cover you in the future. Do you still need your money?"

"Aze..."

Wang Bo wanted to say something, but was interrupted roughly by Zhong Wenze: "No need to say it, let's have morning tea, I'll treat you."

After saying that.

Zhong Wenze took his shoulders downstairs without saying a word.

After crossing two streets, I arrived at the tea restaurant facing the street, found a seat by the window and sat down, and ordered it quickly. Not long after, everything came up.

Two pineapple breads, two portions of the previous diced rice, plus some roast goose, shrimp dumplings, and steamed chicken feet. The fragrance suddenly penetrates into the nose, making people's index fingers tremble.

"It's a waste!"

Wang Bo's eyes could not be separated from the table. He said with a thorn in his teeth, but his throat was very honest and he swallowed his saliva.

"When I get through the future, these are all trivial things."

Zhong Wenze grinned and started to eat, but his eyes were attracted by the old newspaper headlines in the corner.

"Song Zihao, the leader of the Hong Kong counterfeit banknote gang, was arrested by the police on Taiwan today. A large number of counterfeit banknotes, pistols and other items were found on the scene..."

Zhong Wenze took the newspaper over and glanced at the date. It was several years ago. He followed him and flipped through the back few more.

"The Taidao Fenglin Pavilion Restaurant had a major shooting case last night. It was suspected that two major gangs fought, causing the death of twelve people. It was initially locked in Mark Li with a major suspicion..."

"this..."

Zhong Wenze narrowed his eyes and muttered to himself: "Isn't this the plot in the movie "The True Color of Heroes"? Why is the newspaper really released? Is it true?"

According to the plot, after being released from prison, Song Zihao returned to Hong Kong Island and drove to United Taxi Company, but he was involved in the rise of Tan Cheng.

Tan Cheng wanted to work with Song Zihao's afterglow and make another profit.

Unexpectedly, Song Zihao refused. After a while, both sides bleed on the streets, and Mark Li Heng died on the streets, and Song Zihao ended in prison again.

"This is the big news in the past!"

Wang Bo caught Zhong Wenze's gaze and swallowed the chicken feet: "I would be as cool as them, and I would be able to make money soon. I can have morning tea every day."

"When people died on the streets, you didn't see them, they only saw the glorious side of them."

Zhong Wenze shook his head and said unceremoniously: "However, according to your timid and fearful personality, this is not suitable for you, so you don't have to think about it."

"cut."

Wang Bo curled his lips and muttered: "How do you know that they will die? Is it okay if they don't squat in and squat now? And Mark Lee, there's nothing wrong with it."

"Eat!"

Zhong Wenze rolled his eyes and didn't say much to him.

After morning tea.

The two of them separated.

...

Saigon Police Station.

Zhong Wenze had just arrived at the police station. Before he could sit down, he was pulled into the office by the Chief Inspector Mo Sir, the Chief Inspector of the Crime Team, and brought the door with him.

Sir Mo sat down in front of him and looked at him with a smile: "Zhong Wenze, right? I have seen your resume and are very good in all aspects. It's a pity to be a patrolman."

"ah?"

Zhong Wenze was stunned for a moment, looking at the smiling Sir Mo, always feeling that this smile was a bit cunning, but he nodded: "Thank you for the praise."

"I have a very challenging task for you, or it is also an opportunity for you."

Mo SIr looked forward and looked straight at Zhong Wenze's face: "You go and take charge of an undercover mission."

After saying that.

His eyes were always on Zhong Wenze's face, trying to capture his facial expression.

Zhong Wenze's face did not change: "Me?"

"Yes."

Sir Mo stood up and turned to the window: "Because you are the only new face, others don't know your situation, and I see you like this, it's also very suitable for being an undercover agent."

Zhong Wenze asked back: "Because I am handsome?"

"hehe."

Sir Mo was amused by him and nodded: "You are really handsome. The most important thing is that you have a little bit of ruffianism and mix into the gangster without any sense of incongruity."

Zhong Wenze did not answer him immediately, and quickly concluded in his heart.

In Hong Kong Island in the 1980s, public security still remains to be done.

The risk of the police themselves is quite great. When encountering a desperate disagreement, they take out a handful of slams and rush out, and then "twist" first. These are all the basic fucks.

As for being an undercover agent, it is even more important. Once the bottom is exposed, it is common to flood the cement corpse in the sea, and in the end it can't even catch the corpse.

When Zhong Wenze thought of such a handsome man who wanted to feed fish, he refused.

"I can..."

Zhong Wenze thought for a while and was about to refuse, but suddenly a sound in his mind.

"Ding Dong..."

"The police clothing night walking system is binding..."

"Binding successfully..."

"Note: The police suit night walking system will release tasks from time to time. After completing the tasks, you can obtain experience values, and you can obtain experience values ​​to upgrade the system. After the system is upgraded, you will be given skill rewards and physical attribute enhancement points."

"The body attribute enhancement point can be used to strengthen any part of the body. After strengthening, the physical fitness of the whole person will be greatly improved and the combat effectiveness will be enhanced. It can be said to be tailor-made for the police profession."

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Chapter completed!