Chapter 1381 The final chapter of the tragic song blooms with a bright and dazzling romance

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In Kwun Tong, the whistle kept ringing.

Countless families ran out with pots and pots, and in the corner of the public water supply, people waiting to receive water were lined up in a long queue.

Many people hold large, large, and large tin tanks of water storage.

The plane flew over the head, and the shadows enveloped everyone's heads.

The noise makes the vocals in the movie lose their voices.

Making a stinging sound.

"Oh my god, Banban, will have to be limited to water collection!"

"Ala is very content. I heard that the factory owner urged the Hong Kong and British government to discuss water diversion issues with the mainland. It would be OK to hold on."

"I'm afraid that the government's water will not be able to afford it if it increases."

At this time, several young and dandy yelled at several residents who were receiving water and forced to charge.

The military uniformed police who walked by not far away pretended not to see it and ate the sugarcane at the fruit stall.

There is a big one. I don’t pay for eating watermelons in Kowloon, let alone the feeling of eating a few broken sugar canes for you.

After World War II, a large number of migrant populations in Hong Kong were pouring in. In addition, the prosperity of processing and export trade in Hong Kong Island all raised great demands for water use. Hong Kong alone could not solve the water use difficulties in Hong Kong.

The Hong Kong government has always been particularly afraid of diversion of water from the mainland, and there is no other reason, for fear that the mainland will use water resources to stumbling the neck of Hong Kong Island.

After communication from multiple parties, the water supply of Pengcheng Reservoir was determined.

Moreover, in order to consider colonial rule, the Hong Kong government did not want to rely too much on the mainland and resolutely spent money to "buy" water, and was unwilling to let the mainland have the advantage of free support.

Unfortunately, things didn't go as expected...

Since the end of 1962, Hong Kong Island experienced the worst drought since the meteorological record in 1884, and there has been no rain for nine consecutive months.

In desperation, the British Hong Kong government has taken measures to make water, from the beginning of supplying water for 4 hours a day to now supplying water for 4 hours every 4 days.

The dense crowds of people were carrying shoulder poles and shuttled through the streets and alleys. The sound of water buckets colliding with each other was heard as they were sweating profusely. The old man was carrying a small bucket and half-aged child helped dive. The children were shuttled through the crowd and holding a small bowl to collect water, and they were in full swing.

"Gan Linliang! Why can you She take so much water? Are you a Chaozhou people easy to bully? "

"Come on, of course we have more people to get more?"

"Where are the people of Siyi?"

"Little Red Man!"

Water supply ground.

Hakkas, Weitou people, Chaoshan people, Siyi people and others abused each other, and when they approached, they fell into a push and rush, eventually turning into a massive and chaotic group fight.

In this era, when the bottom class wanted to live, most people would have more or less community and trade union backgrounds.

In this way, the characters "Anle", "Hi Sheng", "Combined Picture", "Does" Xiao Xiao, Yong, Yi" and other characters, and the districts of Xin'an Company, water houses, and Yi... will all be involved.

Under the camera, Qiu Xinwu was hiding among the crowd, holding a knife and fighting.

The whole scene was turbulent, chaotic and particularly sad.

After several months of water cuts, the entire bottom of Hong Kong Island society became a huge powder barrel.

In the alley with the back door of tall buildings in bustling streets.

Dozens of bad guys are chasing and slashing. The camera is particularly sharp like a scalpel, and every inch of flesh and blood is particularly clear.

Garbage is all over the ground and sewage flows across the ground.

The rats jumped onto the pipes and ran around, cockroaches were densely packed, flies were flying around the buckets, and people fought like wild animals in this dirty environment.

Oh!

The young face was covered in blood and twitching in the sewage, and his life was not shocked.

The numb eyes gradually lose their luster.

Looking up to the sky, I can never see tomorrow again.

Pa—Another young man with a young face fell to the ground, holding his hands on the dirty ground, struggling to climb to the brightly lit street at the intersection.

Bright streets, brand new cars drove by.

When this young man showed hope in his eyes, in the audience's surprise, he was dragged back, as if a wild beast trapped in a swamp, and ultimately could not escape the arrangement of fate.

Cut off randomly... quietly.

The palm of his struggled forward appeared in front of the camera, his nails scratched the ground, and the traces of survival were drawn.

Standing in a pool of blood behind her, Qiu Xinwu's handsome face covered with blood and gasping for breath.

The chaos and impact of all this.

Makes your scalp numb.

But, the innocent and relaxed and pleasant tango tune "Por Una Cabeza" is played in the background music.

The lens turns,

In the hall surrounded by magnificent magnificent, countless people wearing suits and tied bow tie to fight, and the luster of champagne was so wonderful.

The jewel-like lady danced on the dance floor with her partner in a tuxedo.

They live very exquisitely.

The laughter is cheerful and the singing is pleasant. Everyone seems to be telling the superiority brought by civilization.

On the stage, blonde and blue-eyed white Russian horses in tuxedo suits and top hats, and high-heeled fishing nets and fishing nets were dancing happily, and the corrupt sailors were blowing saxophone next to them.

The ghost guys who looked like civilized gentlemen were drinking red wine like human blood. They kept drinking and smiling happily. On the side, many comprador-like people laughed and helped add this red wine like human blood.

See clearly that it is them, the wine they pour.

The young waiter and the girl had a longing for such a rich and memorable look, and they felt that this was civilization.

Bottles of champagne were opened and fell on the singer's head, screaming, which attracted the ghost's willful laughter and compliments from the compradors.

Tiangang's human relations gradually became prostitutes under money.

Liang Jiahui, whose temples were dyed a little gray, smiled flatteringly.

Bow to toast.

"He has been having a lot of fun recently."

"It is normal for people to get close to foreigners. When people get old, they can't control too many things."

The tango tune gradually decreased, the camera changed scenes, two old guys fell on the bed, holding a pole of cigarette paste in their hands, and there was a lady quietly giving birth to help light the fire next to them.

Zheng Bo, played by Gu Feng, is now gone, with the calm and majestic feeling of thunder in the previous years in the movie. Instead, he is hunched over, like an old dog with lost teeth.

The coughing was constantly repeated, as if it was pulling a wind box.

Squinted, with strong eyelids, and the turbid eyeballs were so old that they were sophisticated.

"In order to help Hong Kong and the UK, it is not easy for Mr. Zhou to make a plan to build a reservoir on the mainland. This kind of thing is not common."

"A club cannot be dominated by one. A Liang controls the club and cannot pour water into it, which is not a good phenomenon."

"If you don't hand over the account book, you have to communicate with Ale for this matter."

"Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe..." Uncle Zheng held the pole in his mouth, his eyes deep.

"Every era, there will always be someone to come to an end.

The newcomer sang a new song, and the old man sang the piano and looked back.

The earth and water and the south of the sound remained in that era, and the street echoes turned into pop music.

Short jacket, long gown, jacket and jeans.

What remains unchanged is still a success!』

Bang bang bang bang bang-

Liang Jiahui, who was wearing a suit and tie, leaned back at the peak of his life when the new hotel opened and cut the ribbon.

Just as he knew that Uncle Zheng was going to kill him a few years ago, he killed the other party in advance.

The people around were in chaos, and the gunman was beaten into a sieve in a blink of an eye.

On the day before the turmoil, Liang Jiahui's life was frozen.

"The small ferry of the sky caused a storm. Affected by the mainland storm at this time, the wave spread on Hong Kong Island.

At this time, no one expected it

A hot and troubling hot summer came as early May 1967, and the turmoil swept across Hong Kong Island.

Labor-management disputes and labor tide worsens.

Those who were once willing to communicate were gone. The Struggle Committee of Hong Kong and Kowloon All Circles was established, riots spread, and gunfights continued.
To be continued...