Reborn in Hong Kong Cinema: I, Liu Wenjun, Rule the Underworld

Cold rain mingled with the earthy stench of mud, mercilessly pelting Liu Wenjun's face.

He jolted awake. A splitting headache stabbed through him like steel needles, nearly sending him into unconsciousness again. Instead of the brightly lit underground vault corridor of the fortress-like Swiss bank, he saw an ink-dark sky and, all around him, a dense jungle swaying in the wind and rain, reeking of decay.

“Am I... still alive?”

That was his first thought.