In Hong Kong in the 1990s, stowaway Chen Yu was struggling to survive at the bottom of a gang. Being the boss, being beaten and humiliated was commonplace, and even his brothers persuaded him to accept his fate. Until one day, he picked up a rusty iron box in a dilapidated warehouse and gained the ability to predict death.
"In three seconds, the gangster on the left will hit your temple with his stick."
"In five minutes, the gang leader will poison the tea."
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When everyone thought that Chen Yu was just lucky, he was the only one who knew that he had already seen through the placement of every chess piece in this chaotic situation where the rainstorm burned the city.
