In the years when alcohol and blood intersect, some people fall, some rise, some wash their hands in a golden basin, and some go to eternal doom. The underworld is no child's play, there is no way out, and every choice may become a ticket to death.
When former brothers turned against each other, former women became fatal weaknesses, and former beliefs became vulnerable, Chen Jianhua discovered that there was no turning back on this road...
——The wind of Tongliao cannot blow away the grievances of the rivers and lakes;
In the night of Tongliao, countless heroes were buried.
