Hong Kong Island: Reborn in 1977, I Become a Big Shot

Chen Zhiyue felt a sharp pain in his head as his consciousness struggled through the fog. In a daze, countless images flashed through his mind like scenes from a film: a bustling city filled with towering buildings, gangland conflicts on street corners and in back alleys, and imposing figures in police uniforms. When he came to again, he found himself in a cramped, dim room. The air was damp, and a slightly yellowed calendar from 1977 hung on the wall.