Urban Peace

Delivery boy Tan Taiping broke his bones to save his grandmother, but his dignity was trampled by capital. The demolition red paint stained the fireworks of Laohuaishu Lane. When he was about to die on a rainy night, the tripod pattern on his chest awakened, and the blood of the person guarding the tripod boiled—— What he guards is never Jiuding, but the old neighbor in the alley, the smell of grandma's porridge, and the dignity of the bottom class people! There is smoke and fire in the market, but an ordinary person can control the world! Pen name: Huai Gen Meng Xing