A black motorcycle jacket, a head full of dirty braids and heavy smoky makeup weren't enough. On his face, there was also a red-brown scar shaped like a centipede, crawling across his entire left cheek!,After all, the deceased Chairman Li, under the silver needle in his hand, actually breathed again.,The old woman was speaking, turning her head to instruct the maid beside her, when a tall man pushed through the door.。