On the first night of my rebirth in Guangzhou in 1988, I ran into a rampant speedster gang. The strength of the Sanda champion in my previous life allowed me to deal with these gangsters in two or two, but I didn't expect that the down-and-out Hong Kong businessman I rescued was actually the future godfather, begging me on his knees to take over his underground industry. Unexpectedly, the scud boy who took the lead in the robbery would later become my gold medal thug in both black and white. When the plainclothes policeman silently handed me the special cooperation certificate, I knew that things were going to change in 1988.
