On a rainy night in 1990, Tang Muye, an orphan from the Mong Kok Pier, had his legs broken by a gangster and thrown into Victoria Harbor.
The lame boy came out of Mongkok, won the gambling in Haomen, and controlled Nanyang. When others are grabbing territory, he sets the rules; when others are making quick money, he bets on Silicon Valley.
He set three iron rules: don't touch women and children, don't touch white noodles, and don't lose a penny of your brother's money.
Underground, he is the recognized rule of the Chinese dark web; on the surface, he is the capital to rewrite the industrial structure.
The gambling king is afraid of him, the policewoman protects him, the drug lord hates him, and his lover loves him. No one dares to break his iron rule for forty years.
He is not on the rich list, he only sees everyone in the dark.
See how a lame man can establish an iron law for all eternity: Jianghu sets the rules, and the business world sets the rules.
