He walked in and turned on the light.
She was startled, seeing three burly men sitting inside, staring at her without restraint.
"Mr., uh, there's a surcharge!" Sofina had just turned her head to speak when Hannibal pressed her against the wall, squinting his eyes, "Where is Teng Ha Ge?!"
Sofina glared fiercely.
This name was too familiar, her own lover.
A minor leader in the "Red Command" established by Denier, mainly responsible for supplying drugs to prostitutes and clients in the Red Light District.
Oh, the guy was just 18 years old…
The reasons young people entered this line of work were generally similar—they had a group of reckless guides: unemployment, hormones, possessiveness, and a sense of loss—their lives lacked elders, schools, government, and even a future. With globalization, they were tightly surrounded by shiny billboards and products. In the slums, there was only one way to get these things: make money from drug trafficking.
