Only in this state, their fleeting lives could be void of pain and burden.
Due to the "war" with the Kodak family, everyone had been very cautious and vigilant lately.
After watching for a while and seeing nothing wrong, the bartender placed the already spotless glass aside and picked up another one.
On the rooftop outside the bar, two guys with weapons huddled together, smoking.
Although the temperature had risen, it was still a bit chilly at night. Coupled with the strong winds from the harbor, blowing wildly, a bone-chilling cold could be felt if standing still for a moment.
The two chatted about some mundane things. There were also a lot of interesting matters within the gang, like who might get promoted to captain, who could obtain the management rights to a particular bar, and who did what.
To them in their youth, the gang and family were almost their everything!
Here, they could get everything they needed on their life's path: wealth, status, and the affection of women.
