While delivering food late at night, I came across a group of gangsters pouring alcohol into a girl's mouth.
If I say anything more, I will be chased all night long.
More than a dozen people searched for me in the mountains with their dicks like they were hunting for prey.
There was no way to retreat, so I fought back.
After the conflict, two people were killed and two were seriously injured.
The court convicted me of intentional injury, and people online called me a murderer.
Only one 110 operator was willing to testify for me at the cost of her marriage and career. Our fates have been intertwined ever since.
I thought this was the worst possible outcome.
Until I discovered that the person taking the lead was someone I couldn't afford to mess with.
