The Underworld Judge, from Coward to Godfather's Counterattack!

The day I dressed as a crazy villain in a gangster novel who was destined to die tragically, I woke up lying in a drawer in the morgue. The original owner is a lunatic who has done all kinds of bad things. Two years later, he will have his limbs cut off and be thrown into the Linyuan River. And I, a social beast who didn't even dare to watch a chicken being killed in my previous life, now have to live in his face. I pretended to be a coward, a fool, and a loser. My father, Shen Wannian, tested me and sent me to discuss drug business; my brother, Shen Zhao, followed me day and night in a Santana; the policeman with gold-rimmed glasses, Huo Dongge, dug out my forged birth certificate from nowhere and repeatedly put red circles on my name. During the fight, I hid in the iron cabinet and watched 19-year-old Aqiang bleed dry. Everyone is waiting for me to die. But they don't know that every time I reach a desperate situation, the "judge" in my body will wake up. He is cold, crazy, and precise, like a knife that has been sharpened for ten years. So I bent a switchblade and scared off the gangsters who blocked me; I put a gun to my temple and drove a drug lord crazy; I used a piece of paper and a few legal provisions to pry away the entire street of the underworld. It's still raining in Linyuan City tonight. The black river water flows eastward with a fishy smell, and the lights on the other side float in the rain and fog, breaking into a blur of light. I will never return the bones to them after two years.