Three years ago, he was an abandoned son who disappeared; three years later, as he knelt outside the delivery room, he heard the sad news that his wife had died in childbirth and his daughter had been thrown into the trash can.
"Bai Qian, what are you doing here, you useless loser?" His mother-in-law slapped him in the face. No one knew that there was an encrypted text message he had just received on his phone - "Yam Luo", the number one killer on the overseas secret list, had entered the country yesterday.
"Check! Before tonight, I want the heads of all those involved to be placed neatly by the river." He put out the cigarette butts, and in the shadow behind him, twelve figures knelt on one knee, and their voices were like cold knives: "Yes, Dragon Head!"
