This gangster killer who has lived a bloody life for half his life has long forgotten the most basic natural rules of birth, old age, sickness and death. The stress response to this occupational disease caused the most tidy laughter in the audience, and it also made Frank understand his situation: it turned out that everyone else was dead. A grand and chaotic era passed, his enemies, his friends, those he betrayed, those he wanted to protect, all turned to ashes, or a name in an old newspaper not known to contemporary people, Frank was left alone, telling his saga of the past to an unnamed audience.
When I was a child, I read Jin Yong, and I read that Huang Chang had been studying martial arts for 40 years for revenge, but after he came out of the mountain, he found that his enemies had died, and I always felt sad and inexplicably relieved. Whether it is in the arena of greed and enmity, or the world of gangsters with conspiracies, martial arts
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