He is the sharpest national sword, but he was thrown into the darkest abyss. There is only one mission: sneak into the underworld, take root, and then - become the king.
Punch the arrogant drug lords and kick the hypocritical politicians. Collusion between cops and gangsters? Then even the police will investigate. Black and white? Then you won't even have ashes left.
His name was spread throughout the underground world, but no one knew his true identity. Until that day, an encrypted phone call came from the superior: "Get ready to close the network."
He looked at the people kneeling in the city and sneered at the corner of his mouth: "I'm sorry, this darkness is now under my control."
