I'm afraid that such a horrible and fantastic picture of a trivial man with a duck-tongued cap will never be seen again in his life, surpassing the summit of his imagination. The small white-collar workers who nodded and bowed before them and lit their cigarettes respectfully turned into Yecheng, the great devil of the underground world who they met in the ordinary day but dared not imagine. At first, he was full of scorn. Later, when he saw the strength of the great devil, the unruly man with the cap of duck tongue knew what it was called to be overbearing and leaky, what it was called to be self-respectful,...