Traveling through New York, America, I became a struggling forensic assistant at the bottom, with my passport confiscated and being burdened with loan sharks.
In this sinful city where human lives are like nothing, Qin Feng discovered that he could gain magical skills and wealth by "collecting corpses" for the dead.
My boss wants to sell my organs for a yacht? He controlled him with his backhand and jumped from the tenth floor. He died without any evidence!
The gang wants to charge me a loan shark? I directly asked him to swallow the hot barrel and kneel down to beg for mercy!
The Ku Klux Klan put a shotgun to my head and asked me to save people?
Qin Feng slowly threaded the sutures, his eyes as cold as knives: "Don't worry, after I finish sewing this one, it will be your turn next time."
I am the top medical examiner in New York. I don't listen to the living people's excuses. I only give death to the dead.
Here, the law is a joke, money is waste paper, and only emptying the magazine is the eternal truth!
