The boat was torn and broken by the wind and waves, and almost broke up. Everyone was ready to abandon the boat and escape.
The weather was like a child's face changed as soon as he said it was. The waves were surging and the rain was pouring. In the blink of an eye, the wind calmed down. Zhang and Xiazi breathed a sigh of relief, adjusted the bow of the boat, drove at full speed, and headed to the other side.
The bottom of the boat finally reached the beach and landed. Jiang Hailong paid enough ship funds and a repair fee to send Zhang Boss and Xia Zai away. The group changed into clean clothes and headed to the city.
Jiang Hailong originally wanted to escape from Shanghai, but considering that in addition to the heavy Japanese troops in Shanghai, Shanghai also had special high school divisions, agents No. 76 and military command forces, there were Japanese warships on the Huangpu River, so he had to go south to Guangdong and smuggle Hong Kong.
At this time, Hong Kong was a British colony. Although the Japanese competed with the British in Myanmar, Malay and other countries for territory, they did not dare to make public rashes in Hong Kong. There were endless Chinese people who fled from the mainland, and there were many other ordinary people, except for ordinary people.
The merchants, the families of senior officials, and the leaders of gangs brought wartime prosperity and chaos to Hong Kong.
After finding a hotel to arrange accommodation, Jiang Hailong brought Wang Dali, Wu Qiang, and Liang Xiaodong to the black market to exchange some US dollars and bought a few fake passports that could be fake and fake. Many people are doing such business in the local area.
The climate in Hong Kong is hot and the sun is hot. The group is wearing sunglasses and short-sleeved shirts, showing their strong arms. It is difficult not to attract attention. At first glance, they are not short and long indigenous people with local characteristics. They are separated from it.
In the Japanese-occupied area, they did not deliberately disguise.
The four of them were favored by the police on their way back. The five policemen were locals, holding batons and shouting to them in dialect, "Mainland, stop."
Some Hong Kong people are patriotic, and like other overseas Chinese, donate money and materials to domestic anti-Japanese organizations. Some people also regard Hong Kong as a British colony rather than ashamed of it, and think they are superior to mainlanders, especially for domestic refugees who escaped.
Disdainful, these policemen obviously belong to this category.
Jiang Hailong is proficient in English and Japanese, but he can't understand a single word of Jiliwala Cantonese. When he saw someone shouting behind him, he had to slow down.
The police led the police stepped forward and said in stuttering Mandarin: "I suspect you have conducted illegal transactions on the black market, please cooperate with the inspection!" The other policemen surrounded him quietly, and it seemed that they were staring at this place.
Jiang Hailong carried gold bars, oceans, US dollars, and fake passports with him. How could they allow them to search? With a wink, the three subordinates stood in their own positions.
Jiang Hailong first attacked, raised his knee and knocked the policeman who was bent down and searching his body, and then he hit him with an elbow. A policeman who was attacking him was suddenly bent into a shrimp-shaped shape and covered his stomach with pain.
Come on. The other three policemen were instantly knocked to the ground by Wang Dali and the others. The speed was so fast that all the police didn't have time to take out their guns. In the melee, only Wu Qiang was injured and was hit by a baton on his shoulder, and the others were not injured in the fur.
Wu Qiang angrily knocked the policemen lying all over the floor with a baton one by one. A smart policeman rolled on the spot to avoid the baton, got up and wanted to run away, but he was given a flying leg and a beautiful body passed through the air.
The parabola fell heavily on the concrete floor, and there was no movement again.
The black market trading venue was set up in a place to avoid people. When the police appeared, most of the people ran away, and the remaining few veterans who were doing underground business cheered when they saw someone attacking the police. The police were their mortal enemies and kept their financial difficulties.
The group calmly walked through several alleys and merged into the downtown area. The streets of Hong Kong were narrow, with a large population density, and crowded everywhere.
In addition to Hong Kong police, there are also British police patrols. The British police are tall and big. When they meet the short Hong Kong police, they look outstanding. When they show off their power, they salute and say hello to the people.
The man was arrogant and gave him a perfunctory gift, ignoring his love.
"Dog Damn British guy, he's so awesome in our land!" Wang Dali was indignant.
"The country is weak and bullied. Hong Kong is now a British colony. These guys regard themselves as their masters. Back then, only Genghis Khan's 200,000 cavalry swept across the Eurasian continent, leaving a shadow in European memories." Jiang Hailong
He shook his head and sighed, and saw a shop with gorgeous decorations and "Queen's Bar" written in Chinese and English, and took everyone into it.
The Queen's Bar is opened by the British, facing the streets and the sea, and is very popular. There are 40 or 50 tables in the hall, which can accommodate more than 200 people, and it is often packed. A few of the guests are Chinese, most of whom have different skin colors.
Sailors from all over the world.
Jiang Hailong and the others walked around for a long time before they found an empty table to sit down, ordered two dozen German beer and a fruit plate. The bartender behind the bartender was playing dazzling fancy bartender movements, and the beautiful waitress was wearing semi-exposed clothes.
Clothing was running between seats like a butterfly with a tray.
Wu Qiang was the most active when dealing with the police. He was sweating and was thirsty. He picked up the beer glass and took a big mouthful. He frowned and said, "What's the thing? It tastes like a horse's urine. Why not order Erguotou and peanuts
It was his first time drinking beer.
"Kang Chuimen!" A Hong Kong man with a sharp mouth and a bulging forehead was tasting wine with his girlfriend at the table glanced at Wu Qiang and snorted coldly. Most of the Hong Kong people at that time received bilingual education and liked to speak a few words of English in social occasions.
Recognize elegance.
"What did he mutter?" Wu Qiang asked Liang Xiaodong beside him.
"He said you are a country bumpkin!" Liang Xiaodong, who had been to the military academy and received special training from the Military Commission, casually translated.
Wu Qiang grabbed the stainless steel fork in the fruit plate and was about to throw it into the mouth of the Hong Kong people. Jiang Hailong stopped him by cold words: "Don't move in public."
"Grandma, you are obviously Chinese, you are talking to us about birds, and you look like a slave!" Seeing that my junior brother was humiliated, Wang Dali asked for help. If it weren't for the bar, he would have slapped him.
The Hong Kong people wanted to give up their words, but they were glared fiercely by the big and thick Wang Dali. They were so scared that they shivered and hurriedly swallowed the words back into their stomachs.
There is an open space next to Jiang Hailong's table, with two target plates hanging on the wall. A British sailor and an American black sailor were playing darts and gambling, while several other sailors were drinking and watching the fun.
These foreign sailors who only took the shore once a few dozen days came here because of alcoholism, two, one was to go upstairs to pick up girls, and three was to gamble, all for excitement.
The British sailor won another game, and the black sailor was dejected and escaped a hundred dollar bill. This was the third hundred dollar bill he lost today. The British sailor was so excited that he shouted at the bar: "waitress, beer!"
A waitress quickly brought beer on a tray. The British sailor grabbed the beer with his right hand and took the opportunity to pinch the waitress on the butt with his left hand. The waitress screamed in dismay, and the tray almost fell to the ground. The British sailor laughed wildly.
"You dare to show off even if you have a trick!" Jiang Hailong said in English. He was unhappy when he saw the arrogant British people on the street. After drinking a few bottles of beer, he wanted to use the British sailor as a punching bag.