Jinghong Dao Ying

A card threw federal night shift security guard Lu Zhanqiu into the world of cannibalism. He can master the sword that others have practiced for ten years. [Talent of the God of Swords: All sword skills, regardless of learning conditions, can be perfected directly] He climbed up from the shackles of the slave camp and slashed the overseer with a knife, slashing all the way to Xiantian and Jiangnan Road where no one dared to mention his name. But he soon discovered something - His sword has never failed. The loser is every game. Han Yutang used him to kill people, Jiang Tieshan used him as bait, and Scarface Liu borrowed his knife to settle accounts. The kid next to him who called him "big brother" was someone else's thorn in the side from the beginning. No matter how fast the knife is, it can't cut down the chess player. So he decided not to cut it. He wants to flip the table. ——That person hiding behind the scenes, you'd better pray that your life is strong enough. Twenty-three years old, federal second-class citizen. This identity label, like the word orphan, weighed heavily on him. The Social Security rating system is a good thing, at least to some people.