The thing Qin Bin regretted most in his life was not answering that call from his old comrade.
That call could have saved his brother’s life.
Reborn at twenty-two, he was forcibly discharged, burdened with a disciplinary record, and left with nothing. To plead for him, his father bent a back that had never bowed in his entire life. His comrade called again and asked him: There’s a job in Myanmar. You got the guts to come?
In his previous life, he’d said: No. I want a quiet life.
This time, he said: When, where, and how many people?
From the jungles of Myanmar to the deserts of the Middle East, from Africa to Eastern Europe. He recruited the brothers who had died in his previous life, seized opportunities that would belong to his future enemies, and traded his deadly skills for a fortune beyond his wildest dreams.
When the world’s largest private defense company bore the Qin name, and his own name appeared on the red lists of the intelligence agencies of the five major powers...
He would take back, with interest, every debt owed to him, his brothers, and his father in his previous life.
