The Underworld Is Turning Against the Scales

In Northeast China in 1995, the factory collapsed and the sky collapsed. Zhao Chenzhou took off his military uniform and returned home. His mother was waiting for him on the hospital bed to get medicine, his sister was waiting for tuition fees, and the entire Tiexi District was waiting for a bite of food. But what can he do? Go to the train station to show Huang Huhu a show? Go to Sun Jianguo's nightclub as a thug? Or should I follow Xiao Li Heizi and go to the dark side on this road of no return? He doesn't know. All he knew was that he would have some strange dreams—dreams in which his brother's blood splattered on his face, dreams in which betrayal stabbed him in the back like a knife. He wanted to hide but couldn't. I want to escape, but I can't. The winter in Tiexi District is too long. Some people grow so long that they can no longer wait for spring.