This story unfolds during the later stages of World War II, where a man, scarred by the horrors of war, finally grasps the profound and harsh realities of the world. In this world, those at the top laugh and celebrate, while those at the bottom sacrifice their lives in futile conflicts driven by pride and meaningless ambition. A modern soul transmigrates and fuses with the original soul of a body, creating a unique and extraordinary existence. To some, he is a villain; to others, a madman. In a world steeped in cruelty, this man, determined to secure a place among the decision-makers, struggles to break free from the ranks of those powerless to control their fate. To achieve his goal, he resolves to shatter the chains of law, then the chains of morality, and finally the chains of mediocrity.
Fredo, holding a glass of wine, looked around a few gaming tables and finally came to the bar, putting his arm around a waitress's shoulder.
"Life is often boring like this, doing the same thing every day. Gina, how about I take you for a ride?" Fredo said with a smile.
The waitress glanced at the boss, "Sorry, boss, I already have a boyfriend."
Fredo shook his head sadly, "Would you mind changing one?"
"I mind, I have to work now."
Gina said and left with a tray to serve drinks.
Fredo raised his eyebrows at the woman's buttocks.
After being here for a few months, Fredo actually liked life here, running a casino with no disputes and chaos, occasionally flirting with the waitresses. Fredo felt this was pretty good.
At this moment, two men in suits walked into the casino. They saw Fredo sitting at the bar and walked straight over.