Half an hour ago, several people with gloomy faces were walking out of the Golden Port Casino with their luggage.
After confronting Lance head-on at the venue, they clearly realized their journey in Golden Port City was over.
This city was great; everything here was great.
The casino, the women, the beach, the streets, the malls — everything exuded a mesmerizing allure.
Living here was like living in paradise; they wanted to stay, but after doing what they did, they lost the right to remain.
Though the gang representative regretted it somewhat deep down, he wouldn't show it.
He believed that one day, he would return and stand on this land in another form.
By then, he wouldn't come here as a guest, but as half an owner.
With a two-billion annual bootleg liquor market, he believed all the Yalan gangs would be thrilled, including his boss!
But now, he had to leave quickly before Lance came knocking.
