The few cops, let alone chasing, all lay on the deck and dared not move, fearing that they would be shot by arrows.

"Row, row!"

The will to survive in such a desperate situation was astonishing. Everyone worked together, and the ships moved forward rapidly as if they were equipped with small motors. The three ships of the "Police" quickly disappeared into the dark sea. The second half of the journey took only fifteen or sixteen minutes. When they reached the other side, everyone cheered and rejoiced. They had really escaped death, but they were also exhausted and sat on the ground gasping for breath.

Zhong Yuemin put the bow into the space and said:

"This is not a place to rest. If the police really come for inspection, go south and you will be safe in the city."

After saying that, he strode forward. It was up to them whether to listen or not. Reaching the other side safely was already the most they could do. Everyone had witnessed Zhong Yuemin's bravery and regarded him as their backbone. They consciously followed his footsteps. The road was muddy. At present, the Yuen Long area in the northwest of the New Territories was basically undeveloped. There were large tracts of wilderness and graves. At around five o'clock in the morning, the group finally arrived at the Sham Shui Po area in the northwest of Kowloon. There were already pedestrians on the street. Seeing that they were ragged and covered in mud, they were not surprised. They probably knew that they were fleeing.

There are many simple sheds built beside the shops along the street, and some people even sleep on straw mats on the street. They are probably all refugees. Shek Kip Mei in Sham Shui Po District is itself a refugee gathering place.

Zhong Yuemin said to everyone:

"Don't follow me, we're here now. If you have relatives, go find them. If you have friends, go find them. It's okay. Do you see those simple wooden houses in the distance? If you want a place to stay tonight, find some wood to build one yourself."

"Hey, big brother, we just live in this shabby little house, right? But Hong Kong Island is full of flowers and colorful flowers, and there is money everywhere. Why do you say it differently from what others say?"

What the hell are you thinking about? There is money everywhere.

"It's true that Hong Kong Island is prosperous, but you still have to rely on your own abilities to fight for it. It's the same everywhere in the world. There are definitely more poor people than rich people. Do you understand?"

After that, we left. Half an hour later, we arrived at Yau Tsim Mong District, the most prosperous area in Hong Kong Island. Victoria Harbour was right in front of us. At present, there was no cross-harbour tunnel. The first cross-harbour tunnel in Hong Kong Island was the Hung Hom Cross-Harbour Tunnel. It was opened to traffic on August 2, 1972. It was the first cross-harbour vehicular tunnel in Hong Kong Island connecting the main island of Hong Kong and the Kowloon Peninsula. Now, the whole journey depends on ferries. The pier is full of small ships carrying people and goods. Once you get there, it's like the hawkers who come up to you from the train station in later generations and ask you for accommodation or a ride.

"Boss, shall we take a boat?"

"Handsome boy, take my seat, take my seat."

I called a taxi and arrived at the main island of Hong Kong on the other side in a few minutes. I had been to Hong Kong Island many times in my previous life, so although there were some differences in my current location, I still had a general idea of ​​the location. I didn't call a taxi and just strolled along to see what Hong Kong Island was like in the early 1970s. Half an hour later, I arrived at Hysan Avenue in Causeway Bay, Wan Chai District. My record company, trading company, and real estate company were all here. I found the place according to the house number. It was a three-story building along the street with three signs hanging on one side of the door.

Yuelong Trading and Investment Co., Ltd.!

Yuelong Records Co., Ltd.!

Yuelong Real Estate Co., Ltd.!

It would save trouble, so he walked in directly, and the female receptionist inside immediately called him to stop.

"Hey, what are you doing? Get out, get out, this is not a refugee camp..."

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