In front of the noisy and cramped billiards room, blood splattered everywhere, marking the beginning of the killing.
On the mountain road where the wind is as cold as a knife, the motorcycle roars and the murderous intent is clear.
On the old streets, they were chased and blocked, the swords were shining like snow,
Who is the final winner and fights his way out?
A peaceful life sharpens the edge of the past,
The lover's vendetta restarts the forgotten time,
Faced with the choice of keeping the current peace or creating a bloody road together, this is a choice that does not need to be thought about.
Conception: