[On a rainy night in 1983, while I was polishing the leather shoes of a big boss at a gambling stall in Kowloon, three fatal secrets suddenly popped into my mind——]
"Ah Tian, I will collect the body of my adoptive father tomorrow morning."
When Hua Zirong's gun barrel pressed against my temple, I stared at the password for the 72-hour life and death bet under the third button of his suit.
The typhoon carries the fishy smell of the Black Gold Empire into your throat. From Portland Street to the emperor on Victoria Peak, you only need to remember three things: there is no luck on the gambling table, ants in heavy rain are the most deadly, and - when all the big guys in Hong Kong thought I was a chess piece, I had already laid out the chessboard in the eyes of the typhoon.
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I don't understand what it means. After reading six chapters, I feel confused.
I was a little confused at the beginning, what on earth are you talking about? It's too confusing to understand. It means that the superpower was discovered by others. What's the point of it? Let me play in the mud together
I don't understand what it means. After reading six chapters, I feel confused.
I was a little confused at the beginning, what on earth are you talking about? It's too confusing to understand. It means that the superpower was discovered by others. What's the point of it? Let me play in the mud together