Siheyuan: In 1962, No One Dares Cross This Fierce Man

The wind at the end of August carries a chill. A meeting has just ended in the security department's conference room at the Red Star Steel Plant. At twenty-two, the squad leader is built far too sturdily for this era. The original owner has been fighting since childhood, trained in Northern Leg and Chuojiao martial arts, and practiced the Zhou family's bone-setting technique. A steel ball is always rolling around inside his sleeve. His father is dead, his mother is gone, and the neighborhood office has hung a wooden plaque honoring his family. I lean back in the chair and rub my brow. This body is tough enough. First, I need to get this whole mess under control.