Chronicles of the Trough Fiends of Jinmen

Tianjin Guard stands where the nine rivers meet, with three floating bridges and two checkpoints.

In the chaotic years of the Republic, the waves of the Haihe carried the dockworkers’ chants, the flashes of axes wielded by the Red and Green Gangs, and gunshots from foreign concessions. In this underworld city crowded with country bumpkins and sharp-tongued Tianjin locals, it all simmered into a pot of old broth, boiling over.