This is a past event that I have kept in the dust for many years. What I write now is not to show off the "brilliance" of those knife-edge licking blood, nor to excuse the crimes I have committed. My name is Aqiang, I am thirty-seven years old this year, and I used to be a person walking on the edge of a cliff.
In 2006, I took off my military uniform, thinking that with the integrity I had developed in the army, I could make a name for myself in the bustling Shenzhen. After retiring from the army in 2009, I stepped into the abyss and began a several-year underworld career. In those years, I saw the extreme evil of human nature and experienced the cruelest betrayal. In the end, I lost my freedom and almost lost the qualification to be an ordinary person.
Now, I just want to put these real experiences into words. If any young person can stop at the crossroads of life after reading my story, then my sinful experience will have its last bit of value.
The following is the story of what happened to me and my "brothers."
