As a beam of white light pierced the gloom of the execution ground, Gao Qiqiang opened his eyes amid the blood and found himself at the entrance to a damp, narrow alley. The bells of rickshaws rang in his ears, along with the steam whistles of the foreign concessions in the distance. This was not the end of death, but the beginning of another era.
In Republican-era Shanghai, glittering luxury and bloody violence go hand in hand. Clad in black, he steps into this chaotic world and starts out as a dockworker, quietly laying his plans on Axe Gang turf with his modern underworld experience and ruthless strategies. But this is no familiar urban jungle. It is a vast web spun by warlords, foreigners, and gangs, and one careless move could spell total ruin.
