He spent seven years undercover in a drug-trafficking syndicate and climbed to the number-two position! Betrayals, assassinations, snipers, war, and endless schemes: after countless hardships, he finally brought down the entire syndicate!
Sitting in the tiger chair with a gun in one hand, he panted heavily, pulled a bottle of fast-acting heart pills from his suit, and swallowed one. Ah, that’s better. At last, he could leave this damn place with his daughter!
Back in his hometown, because of his age and the need to keep his past secret, Xiao He chose to sell jianbing from a street stall.
But who could have guessed that after returning to a normal life, he would suffer a heart attack and get trapped in the middle of the road by a group of reckless cyclists?
More than a thousand of them blocked Xiao He for a full half hour! He could only watch as dozens of middle-aged women surrounded the battered tricycle he used to sell jianbing and closed his eyes.
He had faced a hail of bullets without flinching, yet now he had died at the hands of a crowd of middle-aged women blocking the road.
If he died, would Qingsi be able to live safely...
Xiao He wasn’t afraid of death. He was worried about his only daughter...
It's well written, has a sense of déjà vu, and looks good.