The Complete Tales of Sun Shixian's Jianghu

I'll start telling you about Sun Shixian, beginning with the earliest days in 1982. Listen to these untold stories of the underworld. This epic runs to millions of words, and I hope you enjoy it. On February 17, 1997, Sun Shixian, aged thirty-five, was gone... That day, the cotton-cloth curtain at Jing Guizi's Repair Shop was suddenly flung aside with a snap. Three dark figures rushed in, wrapped in the icy wind. Leading them was Pang Yi, barely into his twenties, his eyes as vicious as a wolf's. He held a five-shot hunting rifle, its barrel aimed straight at Sun Shixian on the sofa. Behind him, Yin Hui and Liu Hang also had pistols in hand, their faces murderous. “Sun Shixian!” Pang Yi ground out through clenched teeth. “Today, you'll pay with your life for my big brother Qiu Gang!” Sun Shixian had only just furrowed his brow. He hadn't even taken the cigarette from the corner of his mouth when “Bang! Bang! Bang!”...