During a bank robbery, he killed all four bandits and saved the hostages, but was framed as the mastermind and sentenced to death.
At the execution ground, the bullets were chambered. Then one shout, “Hold your fire!” stopped death in its tracks.
His name cleared, he walked free from prison. His fiancée had never given up on him, but his real enemy was still lurking in the shadows.
When his brother lost his job and held a knife to the department head, he showed up and said, “Go on, stab him.”
His brother broke down in tears. He said, “Don’t be afraid. I’ll lose my job with you.”
With nothing to his name, he headed south to make his way.
He took on highway robbers, punished road bullies, fought crooked businessmen, and battled the underworld.
He smuggled cigarettes and dealt in electronics, slowly building a fortune.
As his brothers were released from prison one after another, he did everything he could to help them put their various talents to use:
One became a business tycoon, another a bathhouse mogul, one a cold-blooded killer, and one a chieftain in a foreign land.
Friends offered help in hard times. Enemies sharpened their knives in the dark.
The hard-boiled underworld of the 1980s, as seen through the eyes of Cheng Antai, a discharged soldier.
