See the Dragon Sandie

The men of the Shen family could not live past the age of forty-five. My grandfather suffered a heart attack and died in his study. My father was even worse - when he was forty years old, his car crashed through the guardrail and rushed into a fast-flowing river. When the body was retrieved, he was holding half a lottery ticket in his hand that had not yet been redeemed. Mother made a strict rule: descendants of the Shen family must not engage in gambling. Thirty-five-year-old Shen Zhuoying still walked into the lottery shop called "Good Luck Comes". He thought he had found a loophole in his destiny - a gear error of 0.03 Mm, the algorithm notes left by his father, and his own mathematical model. He thought that he could use reason to fight probability and wisdom to fight greed. But he was wrong. The dealer is not probability, but power. They can modify the data you see in the background, they can let you watch your life-saving money evaporate in front of your son's hospital bed, they can turn your friends into bait, and turn your sanity into madness. When 550,000 turns into a series of cold death figures, when the wife says, "You can just jump out of this trap of the Shen family," and when the man who calls himself "fierce" comes to the door with his brother's belongings - Shen Zhuoying finally understood: This is not gambling, this is a karmic reckoning that spans a hundred years. The one who washes his hands is wise and the master of calculation. The martyr, the martial artist, mainly kills. The two bloodlines of the Shen family have never merged. This is a curse and the only way to survive. Let's see how a man turns himself into poison to fight against the superior capital.