Reborn in 1993, Dark Sea

All of this was overwhelming Hu Haikong, yet he had to pretend to be nonchalant every day, smiling and acting as if he had everything under control, trying every possible way to delay the inevitable.

"These damned financial institutions are a bunch of heartless bastards! They eat people without spitting out the bones!" Hu Haikong thought through gritted teeth.

On sunny days they lend you an umbrella, on rainy days they take it away. When things are going well, they fawn over you, calling you "General Manager Hu" repeatedly, just hoping you'll borrow more money from them so they can earn more interest.

These people would treat you like royalty, and in order to get you to borrow money from them, several groups of people would even fight in front of you!

In order to lend him money, some banks would stage car accidents on the road, damaging other bank employees' cars and injuring them, just to delay others and get the money to lend to him first.

Those hypocritical officials would also flock around him, flattering him, hoping that he would invest and develop in the areas under their jurisdiction during his term of office. They would offer preferential conditions, needless to say, and even do many things to please him.

For a long time, Hu Haikong had a kind of illusion. He felt as if he were a supreme emperor, no, a god!

Everything revolved around him. He could casually toss out a bone and countless people would fight tooth and nail for it, while he would stand aside and coldly watch, thoroughly mocking their ugly behavior.

He is the God who rules over everything!

Unexpectedly, it was twenty million! The illusion was shattered simply because the interest of less than twenty million was not paid on time!

He usually earns more than this amount for signing a document casually. Just give him some time, six months, no, three months is enough. With just a little time, this amount of money is nothing!

But a breach of contract is a breach of contract, and the winds of change can shift in an instant!

The credit system in modern society is so terrifying. People he would never even glance at in a normal day can turn on him in an instant and become devils, only thinking about sucking the last drop of blood out of him!

"Now!" "Immediately!" These were the two words Hu Haikong heard most often in the past two days. There was no room for negotiation. Everyone's eyes were red, and they couldn't wait to get the money. No one cared about his life or death!

Even a hero can be brought down by a penny; it's easy to add flowers to brocade, but difficult to provide charcoal in the snow!

"Perhaps, it really is time to leave..." Hu Haikong thought silently through gritted teeth.

The current situation in Shenhai City is too bizarre, and the current state of Zhu Polong has also made Hu Haikong extremely worried.

This doesn't seem like something a gang would do. Hu Haikong knows the gangs in Shenhai City all too well. What gang could possibly do something so perfectly, so without leaving a trace?

Was it done by the authorities? It's possible, but upon closer inspection, it doesn't seem likely. There are too many things in this whole affair that the authorities would never do. At least in a non-war situation, the authorities would never use RPGs in a city.

So weird!

Hu Haikong sensed a huge ghost lurking in the shadows, reaching out and gripping his throat tightly, intent on killing him.

This feeling is awful!

In the past, he would have been the one hiding in the shadows! Now, the situation is exactly the opposite.

"It really is time to leave. If we don't go now, we might not be able to leave at all..."

Let's go! Take my wife and children and leave, leave this country, and start a new life somewhere else. The sun will still shine brightly, and the air will still be fresh!

As for the elderly folks, I'm sorry, they can only pray for their own good fortune. Those people know very well that even if they squeeze every last drop out of the elderly folks, they won't get much out of them. They probably won't do anything to them...

Hu Haikong took a deep breath, got out of the car, walked out of the garage, and headed towards the side door. Just as his hand touched the doorknob, a loud bang exploded in front of him. Hu Haikong felt a bright light before his eyes, and a blinding ball of light illuminated the night sky in an instant. Glass was shattering, wooden doors were shattering, and brick walls were shattering!

Hu Haikong felt as if he had been struck head-on by a giant hammer, and his whole body was sent flying backward amidst the flying debris!

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In the alleys near the urban village of Bading West Street

A long-haired blond man strolled out of the video arcade. He looked at both ends of the alley but saw no one.

The blond guy unzipped his pants and started urinating against the wall.

There are many video arcades on Bading West Street. For just two dollars, you can watch videos all night long. Although the videos played in these arcades are the same few movies over and over again, these arcades are never short of people who stay up all night.

Because spending the night in a video arcade is much cheaper than staying in a hotel.

After finishing his business, Huang Mao staggered back towards the video arcade, but after only a few steps, something blinded him.

Upon closer inspection, Huang Mao realized it was a videotape lying quietly in the corner. What caught his eye was the reflection from the plastic casing of the tape.

The blond-haired man bent down, picked up the videotape, and looked at it. It didn't look like a pirated movie videotape; it looked like a copied tape. There were a few words written on the title bar.

The blond-haired man rubbed his sore eyes and took a closer look: "He and his lovers... Holy crap!"

Huang Mao immediately perked up and was no longer confused.

"That boss is so unfair! He has such great footage and doesn't even broadcast it! He's probably saving it for when nobody's watching, isn't he?!"

Huang Mao was furious. He strode back to the video arcade, looked around, and saw that the boss wasn't there; he was probably asleep in the small room next door.

Ignoring the boss, the blond-haired guy ran to the video recorder and pressed the stop button.

Several protests immediately rang out in the video arcade. Although most people came to sleep, that didn't stop them from watching videos from time to time. The blond-haired man's behavior was clearly very offensive.

Huang Mao turned around and glared fiercely at the protesters. They immediately quieted down. Huang Mao was quite famous in the area, and usually no one dared to mess with him.

Huang Mao stuffed the videotape he had just picked up into the VCR and pressed the play button. When the image appeared on the television, everyone was stunned, and a collective gasp filled the video hall!

Damn it! ...

The sleepiness of everyone was swept away. Those who were thinking about whether to protest a few more times suddenly shut their mouths and their breathing became heavier and heavier.

"Hey, Huang Mao, turn the volume down!" someone called out urgently in a low voice.

Huang Mao instantly snapped out of his daze and quickly turned down the TV volume. If he woke up the boss, no one would be able to watch anything.

Without any prompting, everyone tiptoed over, and even those who had fallen asleep in their chairs were woken up by their companions.

A group of people crowded around the television, greedily watching the images on the screen.

Honestly, the picture quality isn't very clear, and there aren't any camera cuts, but it's realistic and exciting enough, and that's enough!

"Wait a minute, why does this guy look so familiar?..." the guy with the yellow hair who had been adjusting the TV volume suddenly whispered.

"Yeah, I think he looks familiar too. I feel like I've seen him on TV before! ...No way! This looks like Liu..."

"Shut up! Who cares who he is, let's see it first!" the blond-haired guy said impatiently. "Wait, wait, everyone wait, I'm going to record this!"

"Damn it, from now on, I'll play it for you guys every day while the boss's asleep!"

"Brother Yellow Hair is brilliant!" Yellow Hair's suggestion immediately drew a chorus of quiet agreement.

"Hey blondie, rewind and record from the beginning!"

"Yeah, yeah, that blond guy is awesome!"

"Hey blondie, let's record a few more discs and give one to everyone, that way we'll be on the safe side!"

"Hey blondie, your nose is bleeding!"

"roll!"

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The blond guy stopped playing the video, grabbed a cassette tape from the side, and started copying it. Who cares what movie it is? What's more important than this film?

Unbeknownst to the people engrossed in the video arcade, at that very moment, a similar scene was unfolding in hundreds of video arcades throughout Shenzhen, including Luotian District, Fuhai District, Baoshan District, and even Longling District!

That night, countless people in Shenhai City gathered around their television sets, spending an unforgettable night.