On the other side, nestled in West City's underground gambling den, was the luxurious Red Light District of Aida City.
Before nightfall, the entire street seemed desolate, with only the occasional passerby hurrying along.
The Red Light District was known as the city's biggest gold mine: a man's heaven, a woman's bank.
At that moment, a dominating black Hummer came to a halt at the curb.
He Chen pushed open the driver's side door and walked toward the convenience store with his phone in hand, "Send me the address."
After buying cigarettes, he tore open the package at the store's entrance, his phone conveniently receiving a location message.
He Chen enlarged the map, finding himself a mere three hundred meters from the current location.
He slipped a cigarette into his mouth, looked around, and then headed toward the deep alley behind the convenience store.
The alley twisted and turned, eerily quiet, with only the sound of He Chen's leather shoes tapping on the cobblestones.
