I Have the Ability to Simulate Combat

When Zhang Yao opened his eyes, he found himself kneeling under the neon lights of Temple Street. One second I was reading the "Young and Dangerous" series in a rental house in Guangzhou, and the next second I was thrown into Hong Kong in 1980. There is Chen Guohua who is doomed to die in "The Twelve Young Masters of Temple Street", there is a picture of Hehe who is sharpening his knife in Portland Street, and there are countless desperadoes in the Kowloon Walled City. There was one more thing on his mind: combat simulation. As long as someone is hostile to him, he can see all the opponent's attack routes. The angle of each punch, the speed of each knife, and the trajectory of each shot are all marked with red lines in front of you. Relying on this golden finger, he gradually became the most beaten person in Temple Street from a stowaway who collapsed in the alley due to hunger. But in this world, being able to fight is not enough. Jianghu is not about fighting and killing; Jianghu is about human relations. The leader of the number gang, Pulsatilla, wants to cut off the disobedient branches. Hehetu's Lai Rong leads hundreds of people to set up an ambush on Portland Street. Superintendent Xu is looking for his own promotion bargaining chip. Behind every smiling face is a knife. What Zhang Yao has to do is not just survive. He wants to rewrite the fate of the eldest brother who was doomed to die in the movie. Because that eldest brother treated him to a bowl of wonton noodles when he was about to starve to death. This bowl of noodles must be paid back in this life.