"Dong! Do you dare to say that you didn't do what Big D did? Speak to the lamplight!"
Zhao Endong came back to his senses from the dizziness, and his memories flooded into his brain.
After a short period of adaptation, Zhao Endong understood the current situation.
He had transmigrated, and as an old whoring freak, he quickly calmed down.
He quickly flipped through his memories.
This body had the same name as him, Zhao Endong!
He was only 20 years old this year. Last year, he swam from the mainland to Hong Kong. Like the others, Zhao Endong's goal was simple.
Make a fortune!
It was 1978, and the average daily income in his hometown was only between 0.7 yuan and 1.5 yuan.
Even the most ordinary waiter in Hong Kong earned 70 to 80 Hong Kong dollars a day.
The difference was nearly a hundred times!
In some places, there was even a saying.
"Working hard for a year is not as good as farming.”
Such a huge gap caused countless people to flock to Hong Kong.
In order to swim across the straits, people used all sorts of methods.
Some used plastic bottles as life protectors, some blew up dozens of balloons and tied them to their bodies. In short, they did everything they could.
There were even some young people who relied on their good physical strength and did not prepare any life-saving measures. They dared to jump into the sea with just their hot blood!
Every year, hundreds of thousands of people entered Hong Kong through various means, and Zhao Endong was one of them.
With the hope of making a fortune in Hong Kong and returning home, Zhao Endong and his friends jumped into the cold sea…
In the end, they did not expect that a few people would drown in the water because they were too weak. Their bodies could not be found.
The remaining few people also lost track of each other because of the turbulent sea.
Fortunately, after a near-death struggle, Zhao Endong finally swam to the other side.
Just as he was about to make his grand plans, reality gave him a head-on blow!
At that time, Hong Kong's economy was booming.
As long as one was able to work, no matter how they arrived in Hong Kong, the government would issue an ID card.
However, a young man like Zhao Endong, who had no skills or education, could not find a good job at all.
How long would it take to make a fortune by working as a waiter in a restaurant?
Hence, he decided to do it.
Like many young people, Zhao Endong joined a club.
Even though the economy was getting better and better, Buxiao's control over Hong Kong was getting worse and worse. Countless clubs had sprung up like bamboo shoots after the rain.
Those big shots who had hundreds of underlings responding to them with a wave of their arms naturally became the objects of worship for young people.
In order to become the big boss of the club who could call the wind and rain, the underlings all went all out to kill people.
They all dreamed that one day they would be able to rise to the top and become big brothers who would be surrounded wherever they went.
He Lian Sheng was one of the many clubs.
After entering He Lian Sheng, Zhao Endong quickly gained the approval of his boss, Lin Huaile, with his courage to fight.
He became a very famous fighter under Young Master Le and was given the nickname "Fist King Dong"!
In order to get to the top, Zhao Endong had done many dirty things for Lin Huaile.
Assassinations, kidnappings, and the like were all common occurrences, all because of Lin Huaile's words.
"Dong, I fully support you as the next leader!”
Knowing his current situation, Zhao Endong felt that things were not good.
According to his memory, Lin Huaile wasn't a good person!
Other than liking to paint a big picture, he liked to help people 'open up their imaginations' or teach people how to practice the 'Invincible Firestorm Wheels.'
She had to quickly think of a way to get rid of him. Otherwise, she wouldn't even know how she died…
"Dong! I'm talking to you!"
Just as Zhao Endong was thinking about it, the sound of explosions came again, and the tone was already a little angry.
Zhao Endong calmed down and said.
"What did you say?"
"I say, do you dare to say that you didn't do what Big D did? Speak to the lamplight!"
String Explosion asked sternly again.
Originally, he was very supportive of the idea of having two people in charge because this way, as an uncle, he could receive more money.
But who knew that Big D would suddenly disappear, dead or alive. Everyone knew that it was Le who did it, but they had no evidence.
As Le's number one fighter, Dong was naturally the most suspicious person, which was why today's scene happened.
Zhao Endong slowly stood up and said word by word as he looked at String Explosion.
"I didn't do it."
His tone was very calm, as if he really didn't do it.
Seeing that Zhao Endong was so calm and his expression and tone did not change at all, Chuanbao could only purse his lips and sit down.
At the same time, Le also looked at Zhao Endong approvingly, obviously very satisfied with his answer.
In the end, the meeting ended without a conclusion. No one could do anything to Zhao Endong without evidence.
……
People came and went on the bustling streets of Mongjiao, and the life of debauchery was fascinating.
Zhao Endong looked at the two-digit savings in his pocket and shook his head with a bitter smile.
"How tragic…"
At this time, Hong Kong was truly a place where miracles could happen.
In his previous life, countless famous tycoons rose to power at this time!
Since he had come to this era, he would be letting down the heavens if he did not do something great!
Just as Zhao Endong was thinking about how to start, he suddenly heard a commotion from a roadside stall in the distance.
(This is my first time here at Feilu, so I don't know much about data, but the more the better.) I hope you can give me some fresh flowers! I'll kowtow to you first!)
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