Iron-blooded Police Spirit

About This Novel

This was the autumn of 1987. The green gauze tents beside the road were deep and dense, rustling in the breeze. Through the car window, you can see tall mountains of gangue. There were pennants planted on the derrick on the top of the mountain. The flags were fluttering in the wind and sun, and their original colors were no longer visible.

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