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Chapter 1, Proficient System



1984, Hong Kong Island.

At the end of the stone gorge, in the 30-story tube building. In the cramped and messy living room, Sheng Tianbu sat at the desk by the window, using a worn-out old-fashioned desk lamp and flipping through an old, yellowed book.

The yellow book pages strung together with fine hemp ropes turned slightly and made a rustling sound. Sheng Tianbu looked at it very seriously. When he saw it and was fascinated, he couldn't help but follow the patterns on the book.

["The host is learning Wing Chun, experience points +1, +1, +1..."]

As Sheng Tianbu's left and right hands moved in slow motion, right and left hands were replayed in slow motion, mechanical electronic prompts kept appearing in his mind. When he turned to the last page, he carefully figured out the moves on the boxing chart——

["The host's Wing Chun experience value is full, do you want to be promoted?"]

Sheng Tianbu chose OK without hesitation.

In the skill column, the word "Master" after Wing Chun instantly changed into the word "Grandmaster".

A new memory flooded into Sheng Tianbu's mind, and Wing Chun's moves were rehearsed in his mind. The already extremely familiar moves were completely mastered at this moment, transforming from skills into art!

Wing Chun, which has been inherited for more than two hundred years, has taken on a new life in the hands of Sheng Tianbu. Even if the great master Ip Man comes to Sheng Tianbu, he has no choice but to clasp his fists in salute and call out: "Master Sheng!"

In martial arts, those who have mastered are always the first, and there is no room for falsehood.

After moving my body for a while, I felt the majestic power in my body.

Sheng Tianbu carefully put away the boxing book he bought from an old beggar for ten yuan.

Then he took out a pack of the most classic Double Happiness cigarettes from his pocket, lit it, walked slowly to the window, and looked at the brightly lit scenery outside the window.

It has been more than three months since I came into this world.

When I was a child, the fortune teller at the entrance of the village said that he was a general who had achieved great success, and that when the time came, he would definitely wear a yellow robe!

The fortune teller's prediction was very accurate. Sheng Tianbu was indeed wearing a yellow robe. He was riding an electric donkey through the streets in the wind and rain, not knowing what the traffic was!

Then, he was hit to death by an out-of-control dump truck and dragged for more than 500 meters.

Fortunately, he, who thought he would see the underworld when he opened his eyes, came to this world and to Hong Kong Island in 1984.

Hong Kong Island in the 1980s was a place of turmoil.

Some people become rich overnight, some people go bankrupt overnight, some people are named in the gold medal list, and some people lie dead on the streets.

There are police officers who are desperately trying to maintain order, and there are also gangsters who shoot with AKs in the streets.

In this place, as long as you are willing to work hard, it is not difficult to make a fortune, so there is a saying that Hong Kong Island is full of gold.

It's just that opportunities often come with dangers. In this chaotic era, even the top ten richest people will become the target of others to make a fortune.

The greater the reputation, the greater the danger.

It is in line with the saying - life and death are determined by destiny, wealth and honor are in heaven.

Sheng Tianbu knows that if he wants to gain a foothold in this place, he must abandon his old ideas, keep moving forward, fly high, and become a dragon among men and a king among beasts!

The "proficiency system" brought about by time travel is his foundation in this world.

The so-called proficiency system means that as long as you continue to practice, you can obtain corresponding experience points. When the experience points reach the standard, this skill can be promoted.

There are many ways to gain experience points, the simplest is through reading, but the experience gained is also the least.

Then comes practice, which gives you half as much experience as reading.

The most experience is in actual combat, and the experience gained is more than twice that of reading.

There are four items in the system panel, namely: Kung Fu, Firearms, Others, and Undeveloped.

Skills are further subdivided into five levels, namely Beginner (one hundred), Master (one thousand), Elite (ten thousand), Master (hundred thousand), and Grandmaster (million).

Simple, clear and easy to understand.

You can gain experience through training, and you will be promoted if your experience reaches the standard.

"very good."

Sheng Tianbu's eyes became deeper and deeper, and he murmured in a voice that only he could hear: "These three months of dormancy have not been in vain. As Wing Chun and Bajiquan have reached the master level, their physical fitness has also soared. Now

It’s time for me to go out and do some work!”

——

Public housing estates were first created as a social product to accommodate residents of the fire in Tung Tau Estate, Kowloon in 1953. However, as the gap between rich and poor in Hong Kong Island has become wider and wider, it has gradually become a social welfare for the poor.

You can submit a report application to the government, and as long as your family is determined to be in difficulty, you can move in at a very cheap price.

Of course, since it is linked to publicity and cheapness, it is naturally out of the question of enjoyment.

To give a simple example, take the Baiyun Village where Sheng Tianbu lives. The 32-story coffin board house has no elevator. The building has intermittent water and power outages from time to time. The largest unit area is only 30 square meters.

The smallest one is only 18 square meters, and there are only 2,000 units in Cile Village, but more than 8,000 people live there. On average, at least four people live in each unit.

Sheng Tianbu's family is more relaxed. Firstly, the family is poor and there are not many decent furniture. Secondly, he has a small family.

His bastard father was beheaded to death on the street when he was three years old. His body was divided into several pieces that were impossible to piece together.

Most of the settling-in allowance given by the prefix was swallowed up, and the remaining two or three words were given to Sheng Tianbu and Li Rulan.

The angry Li Rulan, a good-tempered person, couldn't help but curse.

Mother and son depended on each other for more than ten years.

Just as Sheng Tianbu was recalling these things, a sudden knock on the door suddenly came to his ears, completely disrupting Sheng Tianbu's thoughts.

Then there was a familiar voice.

"Brother Tian, ​​Brother Tian! Something bad has happened. Huang Maoji has arrested Zhan Mizi and wants you to come over by name!!"

Hearing this, Sheng Tianbu's face suddenly sank like water, and his pair of narrow red and phoenix eyes flashed with a hint of ruthlessness.

Then he walked quickly to the door. As soon as he opened the door, he saw two young faces.

The boy on the left is named Ah Hua and his nickname is Dao Zihua. He is born with a cool and handsome face and is a popular figure at Maryknoll Middle School where they attend.

I remember back then, the love letters he received every month were sold as scrap paper, and the money he bought was enough to buy back a roast goose at Men's Market in Mong Kok.

There is another young boy, who is considered to be Ah Hua's follower, Wuying. The word "coward" is almost carved on his forehead, but the combination of his face and nickname makes people very worried whether he will point at you in the next second. Nose, said arrogantly: "Eat shit!"

Ah Hua and Wu Fei, anyone who knows something about Hong Kong movies will definitely guess that these two are the two gangsters in "Carmen".

In this world, like Sheng Tianbu, they are all the flying boys in Baiyun Village. They have followed Sheng Tianbu since they were young and regard him as their big brother.

In addition to these two people, there is also Zhan Mi Zai, the pervert in "Peace Is Precious" who is so heartbroken that he chops people alive and feeds them to dogs.

It's just that he didn't go out to hang out like Sheng Tianbu and Ahua, but he honestly did the ghost business.

"Huang Maoji is crazy? He even dares to touch my people! Do you want me to take his skin?" Sheng Tianbu was furious.

Wuying said angrily: "Huang Maoji has been unhappy with us for a long time. He knows that Zhan Mizai is our best friend. This time he definitely wants to catch Zhan Mizai to blackmail us. You also know that Zhan Mizai, he I just want to run a good business and sell a few more fish eggs, how can I do something that crosses the line?"

A cold light flashed in Sheng Tianbu's eyes, and a strange arc formed at the corner of his mouth: "In other words, Zhan Mizi is doing business on our own territory, and then Huang Maoji steps on our territory to cause trouble?"

Wu Fei nodded repeatedly.

Ah Hua next to him said anxiously: "Brother Tian, ​​let's talk all the way. Huang Maoji said that if he doesn't see you for half an hour, he will cut off one of Mi Zai's fingers. In less than an hour, He cut off Zhan Mizi's left hand."

"I'm attacking you, but my people dare to touch you. Ah Hua, Wu Ying, come with me to collect his skin!"

With that said, Sheng Tianbu stepped out and took Ahua and Wuying towards the agreed place.

When he was approaching the stairs, Wuying saw that Sheng Tianbu was taking the two of them straight to Huanglong, and he quickly said: "Brother Tian, ​​are we just the three going? Why don't Jianming, Ah and them go?" ?”

Sheng Tianbu didn't reply, but only quickened his pace.

Seeing his appearance, even Ah Hua, who has always had a calm personality, couldn't help but say: "Brother Tian, ​​if it's just Huang Maoji, we definitely won't be afraid of him, but he brought more than thirty people with him when he rushed to the street, so why not?" Let’s call Jianming and Li to ask them.”

Sheng Tianbu sneered and said: "How big are people? If there were more people, tens of thousands of villagers in the New Territories would have already invaded Mong Kok. Why would there be a need to pick up cow treasures on the street?"
Chapter completed!
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