"I am in hell, but I prefer light. But heaven doesn't want me, and hell doesn't dare to keep me." ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? - Inscription
I am Zhan Junhao, the killer Gui Shang, and also Dong Shutong.
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He was given away by his biological mother as soon as he was born. A blood letter, a ring, and a totem were related to the rise and fall of major families, and also made him a shadow slave for the first half of his life.
At the age of 8, he entered the Chensha training as Young Master Zhan. With a short sword and a gun, he transformed into a ghost. The places he passed became rivers of blood and no one survived. He became the killer Ghost Shang who everyone heard about and turned into a dark shadow.
At the age of 12, he volunteered to enter Lanyou as an undercover agent. Once the incident happened, he killed his brother just to protect himself. In order to survive, he put down his dignity and became the most humble slave that everyone could play with, being ignorant and shameless.
At the age of 15, he got naked and performed a live erotica in front of his adoptive father, brother and sweetheart. There was a gunshot and a sneer. He looked at his adoptive father lying in a pool of blood with tears on his face. He screamed and fell softly into the arms of his sweetheart.
Finally, he saw the light. With a yellowed old newspaper and a ring stained with blood, he began to search for his biological father.
And there was already a young man standing next to his biological father, who was bright and handsome, clean and thorough. He understood that his biological father's side could no longer accommodate him, who was so dirty, but he was unwilling to do so... That was the only place where he could touch the light.
At the age of 17, he changed his name and changed his surname to curb his anger and arrogance, hide his edge and humbleness, and was willing to be a little brother and a shadow in front of his biological father, just to get a glimpse of that light. A video, a misunderstanding, wandering on the edge of trust, he looked at the gun in his biological father's hand and smiled to himself, "Brother Xu, the name of the flower you like on me is Lan You, and it is a poison with no cure."
You see, death is not terrible, living is the original sin.
And I want to live, live seriously.
Intention: Don't use your ears to see and your eyes to listen, use your heart