Above the mourning hall, the coffin is not yet cold.
When the second brother's gun was pressed against the forehead of the new helmsman, Ah Shen, everyone thought this was another bloody change of underworld power.
"This seat should belong to him. Now I ask you to sit. Are you worthy?"
Ah Shen smiled. He held the hand holding the gun and asked softly a secret that had been buried for many years:
"That year, he blocked three shots for you. Why?"
"Because the person who should be lying in the coffin is you."
Gunshots exploded, and blood spread over the white chrysanthemums.
The death knell of the old order sounded, and the throne of new power was forged with betrayal and blood.
However, Ah Shen, who sat on it, realized that this was just the beginning of a bigger storm. Bai Dao and the black hands secretly planned it. The brothers in the past had their own agendas. Behind the sister-in-law's care were hidden trade-offs. There was an undercurrent surging under the loyalty of the cronies.
Every step is a cliff, and every smile is poisonous.
On the edge of lies and truth, loyalty and betrayal, Ah Shen must peel away the fog and find out the "ghost" who plays with everyone...
"No One is Innocent" - a cold and cruel underworld epic that goes deep into the dark underbelly of power and humanity, exploring whether there is still a glimmer of humanity left on the road paved with blood.
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