Chen Mo, after five years in prison, now he just wants to spend the rest of his life with his daughter in peace, but trouble comes again...
Chen Mo opened a small shop in the old city that only sold Yangchun noodles. The oil stains on his apron were more conspicuous than the scars on his waist.
Every day after school, my daughter would lie down at the checkout counter and ask, "Dad, were you really a fish seller when you were young?" He would always smile and nod, but late at night he would stare at old photos in a daze - the man in the photo was wearing a black suit, followed by dozens of brothers, standing on the top floor of the city's largest entertainment city. It wasn't until one day that his former younger brother came in with wounds all over his body, followed by people holding knives and shouting "Boss Chen", that Chen Mo realized that there were some things in the past that could not be covered by wearing an apron.
His daughter was blocked in front of the school, the glass of the old noodle shop was smashed to pieces, the enemy he sent to prison was released after serving his sentence, and the newly rising gang wanted to use his name to establish its power.
He tightened his grip on the chow mein spatula, his knuckles turning white. On one side are the ordinary days that he wants to protect, on the other are the lingering grievances in the world. This man who no longer wants to be the "boss" will eventually have to make a choice amidst the heat of the sun and the shadow of the sword.
