In 1988, the port city of Mong Kok.

In the vegetable market in the old town, the best business in the whole market is a stall with a sign of "Rong Ji Butcher Shop".

In front of the booth, it can be said that there is a lot of people, and the door is like a market.

"The Pork Prince! Cut me a pound of hind leg meat. ”

"Hey! You don't know the rules, you didn't see me coming first, let me obediently line up at the back, and chop me two catties of minced meat first, the prince of pork! ”

"You two don't quarrel, I've been queuing for almost half an hour......"

“……”

On the shiny countertop of the butcher stall, only a piece of pork was left alone on the cutting board, and a red lampshade hung above the countertop, and the light was bright during the day.

Under the red light is a young man wearing only a white apron on the upper half of his body.

His back was broad, thick, and furrowed, and every bundle of muscles looked as if they were carved, as well as the strong arms and eight-pack abs looming under the apron.

I saw his big hand raise and fall, and the meat pieces took off on the cutting board, and everyone only felt a cold light flashing in front of them, and the meat pieces were already lying on the cutting board.

Zheng Jirong wrapped the cut meat slices into the newspaper and wrapped them with a straw rope and handed them to the grandmother who was throwing a wink at him in front of him, and then said apologetically to everyone in front of him: "I'm sorry everyone, today's inventory is sold out, ready to close the stall, everyone will come back tomorrow." ”

Many grandmothers were reluctant to close the stall when they heard about it, and they didn't forget to tease him when they left.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm already full today just by looking at the meat."

"Yes, the pork prince you sell is delicious and beautiful, and I'm drooling before I eat it."

"Pork prince, you are so handsome and stylish, isn't it overkill to be a pork guy here, have you ever thought about changing places to work, I have several sisters who are recruiting male public relations, and it is not a problem to earn eighteen thousand a night on your terms."

“…… I've won awards, but I don't have any other skills but to kill pigs and chop meat, and I don't have much research on scallops and abalone and other seafood, thank you for your kindness. ”

"Oops, necrosis ~"

After looking at the many young ladies in front of the stall and turning around, Zheng Jirong slowly lit a cigarette and looked intently at the system plate called "Journey to the Heavens" in his mind.

"The hidden dragon is in the abyss: the big hidden in the city, waiting for the opportunity, ready to go. (99.9% of newbie missions loaded)"

It's been three days, why is it still 99.9%?

Does this last 0.1% need to be triggered by myself?

Zheng Jirong touched his chin and thought about how the system that appeared after he crossed this world should be activated.

……

Before the crossing, Zheng Jirong was an ordinary company employee, and his biggest hobby was watching movies and novels.

One night, when he just clicked on a video website, searching for the movie he wanted to watch, the computer suddenly crashed on a blue screen, and just as he was about to restart, a white light shot out of the middle of the screen hit Zheng Jirong's forehead, and he only felt that it was dark in front of him, who knew that as soon as he opened his eyes, he would go to another world.

Before he had time to think about it, a large number of memories that did not belong to him suddenly poured into his mind.

It turns out that the self in this world is also called Zheng Jirong, who is a down-and-out pork guy on the surface, but secretly he is a retired agent.

What surprised him even more was that he actually had a senior brother codenamed Ling Lingqi in the south!

The two have been training together since childhood, but because they have not been reused by the organization for a long time, they are disheartened, one lives in seclusion in the south, and the other retreats to Hong Kong Island.

are all doing the promising profession of pork guy.

And in the inherited memory, he also found that the original owner still had many familiar names in Hong Kong films in his previous life, including but not limited to "Stephen Zhou, Tang Judy, God of Gamblers Gao Jin, Hong Xing Dongxing, and Liansheng ......"

This made him even more uneasy, as a Hong Kong film lover Zheng Jirong, what does this naturally mean.

Just when he was thinking about whether he should go to the south to meet his senior brother Ling Lingqi first, or go to see Zhou Xingxing, the number one killer of the Flying Tigers, Cao Dahua, the tiger of the Serious Crime Team, and Chen Haonan, the leader of Causeway Bay.

Suddenly, there was a "ding-ding-ding" bell in my head.

There is an extra system called "Journey to the Heavens" in my mind.

……

As the saying goes, with a sharp weapon, the murderous intent arises.

Zheng Jirong felt that he didn't have any murderous intentions, but he still had ambitions.

For those who are familiar with the plots of many Hong Kong films, this world is a gold mine to be developed.

But during the period of waiting for the task to load, in order to disguise the identity of the original owner of the pork guy, he repeatedly killed pigs and sold meat every day.

God is pitiful, before he crossed, he had never killed a chicken, and now this life is even harder than 996 in his previous life.

If only that's it, it would be fine, but although he didn't catch Er Martini, his melancholy eyes, embarrassed stubble, and miraculous knife skills like his own senior brother attracted him a lot of young women who came to buy vegetables every day, and he was really busy and tired.

Thinking of this, Zheng Jirong couldn't help but sigh, "Hey, a man like me is like a firefly in the dark, no matter where he is, he is as distinct and outstanding as a firefly." ”

After feeling how difficult his fate was, Zheng Jirong secretly decided that he would contact the characters of the plot tomorrow, this novice task has been stuck in the last 0.1% of the levels for a few days, and it is estimated that it will be useless when it is loaded by itself.

He snuffed out the cigarette butt and didn't think about it anymore, he had already left the stall as soon as it was dawn, and he was so busy that he hadn't even eaten breakfast yet, so it was important to hurry up and close the stall and go to Amei's house to eat.

Thinking of Amei, Zheng Jirong's originally unhappy mood is also much better, after this period of his own efforts, this beautiful female neighbor has been almost attacked, maybe there is a chance to go directly to home plate tonight.

Having said that, why didn't Ah Mei, as a plot character, trigger any tasks for him? Does this task have to be triggered by a specific person?

Hey, thinking of this, Zheng Jirong is a little big, other people's systems are all about issuing various gift package rewards first, why do you have so much trouble on your side.

After cleaning up the countertops and turning off the fresh lights, Zheng Jirong hummed bitterly while packing the items to be brought back.

"I have followed the duck mulberry suit wide number to fly with black ash ~ mud and thunder tree riding Han Chongmu tears ~"

After packing all the things in the stall, carrying the pork liver specially left for Amei's soup, Zheng Jirong patted his pants, and was about to go home when a voice suddenly came from the stall.

"Pull out the mountains and cover the world!"