In this world, bad people are in power and evil thieves are rampant. Countless good people have suffered setbacks. So I decided to write a story about bad guys, not to praise them, but to make the world see through them, be wary of them, and be on guard against them.
If you want to read a story about a good person, read some adult fairy tales that deceive you like the domineering president, Princess Leng. I suggest you take a detour. If you have a kind heart and are afraid of stepping into the traps of these bad guys, then read on. If you are tired of being a good person and want to change careers, then read on.
I was once a stupid and useless good person, innocent and kind, warm-blooded and warm-hearted. I once hurt my friends and worked hard for love. But one day I went to the street and found that there were bad people everywhere. They were well-dressed, holding flowers, and embracing beauties. In an instant, I suddenly realized that the right way in the world is to dress like a beast.
In my limited life as a good person, God is like a lonely and stingy miser. I once questioned whether it was too stingy, but I was wrong to blame it. Fate always favors bad people. There are no corpses in building bridges and paving roads, but there are gold belts in killing people and setting fires.