Hong Kong Films: I Became My Uncle and Joined My Dad in Taking on the Underworld

I have no memories of my dad.

He died in a gang feud when I was very young.

My Third Uncle raised me.

His street name was Big Fool. He was tall and burly, and always wore a goofy smile.

The bedtime stories I heard growing up were all about my dad and uncle's adventures in the underworld.

According to my uncle, my dad was a big shot in the gang world,

a man of honor who would do anything for his brothers.

Before my uncle was hacked to death, he told me not to blame my dad or my eldest uncle.

If anyone was to blame, it was that damn underworld!

Who would have thought that after my dad's enemy killed me, I would open my eyes again

and find myself in my Third Uncle's body?

“Dad... No, wait, Second Brother, I've missed you so much!”

“Your stupid spell's acting up again? Quit babbling! Today we're taking out that punk with the braids!”

“Heh, Dad... I mean, Second Brother, just watch me!”

“They're here! Don't get stupid when the fighting starts! If you can't win, run!”

Cornrows: “Little Dongbei! Big Fool! I'll throw your kid down a well! Why are you all after me?”

“Cut the crap! Brothers! Follow me and Big Fool! Let's chop him up!”

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any similarities are purely coincidental. Do not imitate.