Hong Kong Island.

1986, Sai Kung, Clear Water Bay Fish Terminal...

"Zezai, three years for others, three years for us."

"Others go to Tsim Sha Tsui, Central, or Mong Kok, and we come to Sai Kung."

"We were raised by our stepmother, and we deal with this group of wholesale vendors in Saigon all day long, and we smell of stinky fish and rotten shrimp all over our bodies, and our clothes stink when we get home."

"My girlfriend was clamoring to break up with me, saying that it would take two and a half hours to take the bus to see me, reverse the bus three times, and have this time to work two part-time jobs, which is enough to eat saximi at night."

Clear Water Bay in Sai Kung, there is a pier night market.

At one o'clock in the morning, there were not many people in the night market, only three tables of customers.

One of the tables was a thug, or the lowest kind that you could tell at a glance.

More than a dozen people were crowded at a table, seven or eight dishes, four cases of beer, and even a bowl of shrimp balls was reluctant to ask for more.

There are two other tables, one of which is occupied by a construction worker.

Shaw Brothers Investment is preparing to build a cinema on the side of Clear Water Bay for filming.

There are people working day and night, and some workers who get off work early like to come to the night market for a drink or two.

As for the last table.

Sitting were two green shirts with stinky feet.

Stinky Foot Patrol is also a contemptuous term for the uniformed patrol police by Saigon locals.

Because of patrolling the streets all day long, walking a lot, and the humid climate on Hong Kong Island, it has this slightly contemptuous title.

"Zezai, have you listened again?"

"Yes, of course."

Hearing someone shouting to himself, Lu Ze turned around and responded.

Lu Ze, a native of Tsz Wan Shan, was admitted to the Royal Police Academy on Hong Kong Island in 83 and was assigned to the Sai Kung District Police Station in 85 and became a glorious patrol officer, responsible for duty at Clear Water Bay.

Of course, this is the material of his life.

In fact, Lu Ze is a time-traveler, in his previous life, he was a mining clerk who was born in the coastal area and worked for the mine owner.

I vaguely remember that after getting off work that day, Accountant Zhang from the finance department pulled him to the bank to withdraw money.

As soon as he went out, Lu Ze noticed that something was holding his back against him, and some people shouted not to look back.

Lu Ze thought that someone was joking with him, so he glanced back, and then there was no more.

Looking back, he came to 1983, became a newcomer with the same name and surname, just took the police academy exam, and got an attribute panel that can copy the opponent's skills once a year.

It has been three years since he came to this world, and Lu Ze has become accustomed to his new identity, and he is very glad that he has lived another life.

It's just that he found that the world is not simple.

In the 50s, Wing Chun Ip Man fought the Western boxing champion, and Wing Chun blossomed everywhere on Hong Kong Island.

In the sixties, Inspector Lei Luo, a 500 million inspector, covered the sky with one hand and formed a money empire.

In the seventies, Hong Xing, Dongxing, Hong Le, and Liansheng rose together.

In the 80s, the provincial and Hong Kong flag soldiers were rampant, and the three major bandits were involved one after another.

Seeing this group of people, Lu Ze knew that this was not a simple Hong Kong Island world, but a fusion of countless movies.

Fortunately, he is not a broiler, relying on the ability to copy, the police academy is thriving, and he has won two sessions of outstanding students alone, and he has also copied three special skills to make a living.

Skill 1: Expert firearms mastery. "Divided into beginner, intermediate, advanced, expert, master. 》

Your marksmanship is good enough to be at the top of a small firearms competition, and within the police force, you're good enough to be a firearms instructor.

Skill 2: Master-level Xingyi Fist.

Your fighting skills are unique in all ten, and in the brilliant Republic of China period, you can also be called a master with your martial arts attainments.

You are a master like Ip Man, Huang Feihong, and Huo Yuanjia, and you already have the qualifications to improve your tricks and open a museum to accept apprentices.

These two advanced skills were copied by Lu Ze from the instructors of the police force and a master of Xingyi Quan who was invited by the police force to train police officers.

Don't look at it as just an expert and a master, in fact, a police officer who has been trained for more than two years often only has a junior firearms proficiency level, and there are very few who have reached the intermediate and senior levels.

Expert-level, has surpassed the level of ordinary people, Lu Ze once went to the police club to watch the competitions of those gun kings, those gun kings of the police team full of honors, are also at the expert level, no one can reach the master level in marksmanship, enough to see the difficulty of the master.

Lu Ze guessed that there may not be master-level firearms masters on Hong Kong Island, and there are very few of them.

After all, Hong Kong Island is just an island, no matter how you say it, the population is here, and the generals picked out by the short ones are still short among the tall ones.

If you want to find a master firearms master, eighty percent of them have to go to the mainland or the Olympics.

In the last copy, he did not choose from the instructor of the police academy, but from a Firibin crocodile hunter, copying the opponent's advanced danger prediction.

It's a passive ability, which Lu Ze calls danger prediction.

When the crisis comes, you will instinctively get an early warning, and it will be useless to put it on ordinary people, but it will be very useful for those of them who eat royal meals.

If you don't know, it can save your life when you are in danger.

"Zezai, it is said that with your graduation grades, you shouldn't come to Sai Kung to sit on the cold bench."

"Did you offend someone and wear small shoes when you were assigned after graduation?"

Sun Zhicheng is Lu Ze's partner, he is more talkative, and often considers himself the fledgling Zhuge Liang, thinking that he was assigned to Saigon as a dark box operation, and his face is unwilling.

Of course, Lu Ze knows very well that this guy is a typical eye-eyed master and low-level master, and he does not have a single advanced skill on his body, and the highest one is only an intermediate driver, and his driving level is comparable to that of an old driver for twenty or thirty years.

"I came to Saigon myself, Saigon is poor and chaotic, and it is also the place where people like us rise."

"According to the normal promotion regulations, without meritorious service, ordinary police officers can only be promoted to senior police officers after three years, and senior police officers can only be promoted to sergeant after another five years."

"We are young, but we can't endure like this, there are several three years in life, a few five years."

Lu Ze replied as he looked at the dock.

According to the police regulations, if you want to be promoted exceptionally, you need to make meritorious service, and if you want to make meritorious service, you need opportunities.

Lu Ze received news that his promotion was just right on the fish dock tonight.

"Boil, youth, youth, youth, middle-aged, middle-aged, old."

"With the talents of the two of us, let alone the inspector, even the superintendent can sit, the sky has no eyes, and the newcomers are not allowed to come out, and they have to work here all day long."

Sun Zhicheng looked unhappy: "When I become the police commissioner, I will revise the regulations, meritocracy, one year for ordinary police officers, one year for senior police officers, one year for sergeants, one year for senior sergeants, and five years for probationary inspectors." ”

"Two sirs, you see it's past two o'clock, it's time for us to close the stall."

At two o'clock in the morning, only Lu Ze and their table of diners remained.

The owner of the night market stall looked left and right, and while cleaning up the tables, chairs and benches, he came up with a flattering face: "If you two eat well, I will give you a 5% discount, what do you think?" ”

"Fifty percent off, how much is it?"

Lu Ze did not refuse.

If he refuses, he will give the boss exactly one point, and the boss will not be able to sleep well tonight.

"Two bowls of beef brisket noodles, a roast goose, half a catty of braised beef, five bottles of beer, you just give 50 yuan."

On Hong Kong Island in 86 years, ordinary people can earn two or three thousand Hong Kong dollars a month, and some more decent jobs can earn more than four thousand.

Because of the back of Shen Zhen, the price is still very cheap, a whole chicken leg of chicken thigh, the roadside roast shop only sells for 12 yuan, if the mother brings the child to eat, a chicken leg rice is enough for two people to eat.

At this time, the Tang Kingdom, taking Yanjing as an example, had an average monthly salary of only 46.3, and it only grew to about 100 until around 91 years after the reform and opening up.

Yan Kyoto is like this, other places can be imagined, at this time there are not so many factories, and there is nowhere to go if you want to make money.

"Zezai, you've been in Saigon for half a year."

One person was carrying a bottle of beer, and Lu Ze and Sun Zhicheng walked on the dock.

"yes, it's been half a year." Lu Ze replied.

"In a place like Saigon, there are many poor people and few rich people, and it's almost like exile."

"I've been here for more than two years, I was an ordinary police officer when I came, and I'm still an ordinary police officer, and I haven't even made a senior police officer."

"I heard from the senior brothers in the department that we are rookies who have no one to take care of, and we have to stay up for a long time here, perform well, and be promoted to senior police officer in five years and sergeant in ten years."

"By the time I'm in my thirties, I'll be able to lead three or four offspring to drive a patrol car around the streets and become the captain of a patrol car."

"As for going up, that's up to fate."

"There are a lot of old-timers in their forties and fifties who have been sergeants all their lives, and they haven't touched the tail of the probationary inspector until they die."

I don't know if I'm drunk, or if I think of a bright future.

Sun Zhicheng took advantage of the strength of the wine, threw the beer bottle in his hand into the sea, and roared angrily: "God who went to Nima, I want to be an inspector, I want to be a superintendent, and I want to be a police commissioner." ”

Silent...

Lu Ze stood aside and watched Sun Zhicheng play drunk.

When his mood was almost stable, he said quite agreeably: "There will be a chance." ”

"Really?"

"Hmm..."

He didn't lie to Sun Zhicheng.

They really have a chance to be promoted, but this opportunity has to be fought for.