On a rainy night in Kowloon, the neon lights shattered in the bleeding puddles.
A Gui, and Liansheng Xin Zha Honggu, took over the death escort of Jiang Tiansheng's relics. The warning from Causeway Bay, the muzzle of Xinji, and the "Hongxing God of War" Prince who should not come out of Stanley have trapped him in the heavy rain of Chungking Tower. An old badge stained with blood, an unsolved case in the boiler room fifteen years ago, and a ghost creditor codenamed "Big Boss B" dragged him into the abyss of old accounts that were colder than the fight between the rivers and lakes.
Lei Bao, a retired ruthless man, the old wounds rusted in his bones are darker than the sky in Kowloon City. He had already washed his hands, until the news of the relic and the code name "Big Brother B" scraped away old scabs like a rusty blade. There are his silent footprints in the dripping boiler room of Dechang Building and in the shadow of the back door of the Yau Ma Tei barbecue shop. What he saw was not the fighting in front of him, but the batch of goods that disappeared fifteen years ago, the "dead" person, and a past that must be buried with his own hands.
One is the present where he is behind bars and has no choice but to fight, and the other is the past where the blood debt has not been repaid and refuses to be buried. A Gui wants to save the person in front of him, and Lei Bao wants to break his old hatred. Under the banyan tree on Temple Street, in the communication waves of the barbecue shop, the two of them walked closer and closer, so close that they could clearly see the same blood-stained "Hongzi knife" reflected in each other's eyes.
Old and new grudges are like oil pouring into water, exploding into a boiling pot of rivers and lakes in this city where a rainstorm is approaching.
