Lin Ren has only recognized three dead principles in his life.
First, my sister's illness must be cured; second, money will not fall from the sky; third, if I want to exchange for life-saving money, I have to risk my life.
In the underground fighting ring for three years, he earned his sister's life extension with a pair of hard punches, but the 1.8 Million surgery fee still suffocated him to death.
When he was desperate, Dam Zero became his only life-saving straw.
It was an abandoned water conservancy project left over from the Soviet Union during the Cold War. It was a no-nonsense zone that hid the guns of mercenaries, the transactions of arms dealers, and the conspiracies of intelligence brokers. In this purgatory, there is a kind of person called "Knife Runner" who breaks in with only a knife. He will either come out alive with priceless goods, or his bones will be buried here forever.
Lao Hei advised him: "Run the knife boy and don't fight. Survival is your ability. You have to hide and run, don't be stubborn."
Lin Ren clenched the old knife in his hand tightly, with only the desperate determination remaining in his eyes: "My sister is waiting for me on the hospital bed. I have no right to die, nor do I have the right to lose."
From the desolate and dangerous environment outside the dam to the deadly murderous intent in the core restricted area; from the cold muzzle of the mercenary to the strange halo of the blue container in the underground laboratory, he fought his way out of the hail of bullets with an old knife.
But after the desperate situation, there was an even more deadly puzzle: someone offered a reward of one million for his life, and there were living people hidden deep underground that should not exist. Lao Hei's platoon leader, who had been missing for fourteen years, slowly opened his eyes from the blue nutrient solution and whispered: "You are here."
At this moment, Lin Ren finally realized that he was never a gangster for money.
It was to protect my sister's life, and more importantly, to truly hold my own life in the palm of my hand.
