Blood-Red Sunset: Bai Xiaohang of Haidian

In the winter of 1992, sixteen-year-old Bai Xiaohang accepted the cigarette that would decide his fate. From fighting in the alleys to making a name for himself across Beijing, he lived and bled by the meaning of brotherhood. But as the wheels of the times rolled on, the loyalty he had clung to became a fatal shackle. This was a path through the underworld with no turning back, and he walked it for a lifetime, until the prison bars came down and the blood-red setting sun illuminated the vow he had made at the beginning.