"Hurry up, what are you dawdling for!"

With a aloud roar, Zhang Donglin suddenly opened his eyes.

At this moment, he was standing in front of a safe, dressed in a suit and holding a chain of keys in his hand.

"What the hell are you doing standing there? Open up the safe quickly and take out all the gold, jewelry, and cash from inside!"

"Move it! What's taking so long, are you planning to betray us?"

From behind, a brawny man wearing a face veil and pointing a semi-automatic at Zhang Donglin roared, "If you don't do as I say, believe it or not, I will kill you!"

"Damn it, get to work!"

The strong man gave Zhang Donglin a swift kick in the butt.

Only then did Zhang Donglin snap out of his daze, pinching his face immediately.

It hurts, confirming that this is not a dream!

He had gone back thirty years!

"Could it be, is this a chance given to me by God to atone for my sins?"

Zhang Donglin was extremely emotional, his tears uncontrollable, trickling down his cheeks.

In his previous life, he was the financial officer at a machinery factory and his wife was the beauty of their village. They got married a year after they met and later had a beautiful daughter, and their life was more or less blissful.

But his wife, Li Xiaoyue, had a mentally disabled sister who required a sizeable amount of money for medical treatments.

However, as her parents-in-law grew old and weak, the heavy responsibility fell on his wife, Li Xiaoyue.

When she had married Zhang Donglin, she didn't ask for a dowry, but requested to bring her younger sister with her.

Zhang Donglin agreed, but the difficulties of life were beyond his imagination.

Especially when he saw his wife worried about her younger sister's medical expenses. She would remain sleepless throughout the night, leaving him tormented.

At last, one day when he drank too much, he made a decision that would leave him regretting for the rest of his life.

Taking advantage of his position, he teamed up with some thugs to plan a collaborative robbery of the safe in his workplace.

Because that month, the company had cashed one million in account.

Of course, he didn't plan to take it all; just fifty or sixty thousand would be enough to cure his sister-in-law's illness.

Fifty or sixty thousand, in that era of extremely low prices, was already a huge sum.

That time, however, the robbery failed.

Except for Zhang Donglin, the other four thugs were shot and killed by the police.

And although he managed to escape, he didn't dare stay in his hometown and had to leave instead.

Over the thirty years, he has concealed his identity, seized some opportunities, achieved a successful career, and amassed a fortune worth hundreds of millions.

Then he bought a new identity with money and returned to his hometown.

Only then did he learn that his robbery attempt had been exposed back then, and his household had become the object of contempt among the villagers.

Their parents had always cared about their face. Upon hearing this news, they were so angry that they died.

His wife, Li Xiaoyue, has to carry the heavy burden of the family under such pressure, and it's tough for her to live on — an inexpressibly bitter life.

Ten years after Zhang Donglin's death, she suddenly died while working.

Only his foolish little aunt and his daughter, under ten years old, survived in this world.

The two obviously couldn't take care of themselves, the daughter was targeted and kidnapped by human traffickers, sold to people in the mountains as a childbearing tool.

By the time he found her, she was already a mother of five children.

Although she was only in her forties, her hair was white, her face was full of wrinkles, and she looked more like an old woman in her fifties or sixties.

"All this is my fault!"

In his past life, he regretted deeply when he saw all these.

If it weren't for a momentary impulse back then, although life would still be tough, their entire family could live well.

But all of this was ruined by himself.

Today, heaven has given him a chance to do it all over again, he cannot allow tragedy to repeat itself!

"Damn, what are you dilly-dallying for? If you don't open the safe, I'll blow your head off!"

The strong man's words brought Zhang Donglin back to his senses. The man behind him was Gui Jianchou, a notorious figure in the underworld who would kill without blinking for profit.

In his previous life, when Zhang Donglin came to him, Gui Jianchou's offer was a 91 split — they would take nine portions, and Zhang Donglin would get one.

Thinking about this, Zhang Donglin found it funny. He took such a big risk, only for this.

His past self was truly blinded by profits.

Seeing Zhang Donglin holding the key without moving, Guijian Chou frowned, and the gun in his hand was now pointing at his forehead.

"I will count to three, if you don't unlock the safe, you're in for it!"

With the cold muzzle against the back of his head, Zhang Donglin's heart instantly rose to his throat.

"One!"

Guijian Chou shouted angrily.

The voice was like a thunderclap, ringing in Zhang Donglin's ears.

"Two!"

Another sound resonated, Guijian Chou’s face became exceptionally fierce.

In his plan, he never intended to give Zhang Donglin money, he just needed him to guide them to the location of the safe.

If he doesn't obey his command now, after killing him, they could find a way to open the safe themselves.

"Three!"

Just as Guijian Chou was about to pull the trigger, Zhang Donglin hurriedly took out the key.

With a noise, the safe was opened, and the red bills immediately appeared in front of them.

Ghost Worry's underlings were quite pleased, shouting, "Boss, we've got the money!"

"Hurry up and pack it now!"

With a low reprimand, Ghost Worry temporarily let Zhang Donglin off.

Watching the henchmen pack the money, Zhang Donglin's mind was rapidly spinning.

He now had only two options: one, to wait for the police to arrive and take advantage of the chaos to hide in the nearby office, waiting to emerge after the police shot Ghost Worry and his gang.

That's how he survived his last ordeal.

Once everything settled down, he would find an opportunity to erase all traces here and keep the incident a secret.

After all, in this era, there was no big data or surveillance.

As for the other option, it was to deal with Ghost Worry and his gang before the police arrived, actively taking the blame and meritorious service.

However, it might be difficult to subdue several armed individuals relying on his own power.

"What are you thinking about?"

Ghost Worry's voice suddenly echoed.

Zhang Donglin startled.

Ghost Worry's gun was once again held to his head.