In the early morning, just as the sky began to lighten, the slum on the outskirts of Paradise City was relatively quiet. But suddenly, dozens of cars stopped along its edges, and one by one, men wielding various firearms stepped out, gathering together.
"Brothers! Does the new stuff hit the spot or what?"
In front of the crowd, Hong Jiu, with his slicked-back hair, looked exuberant, as if he was at an all-time high but still retained considerable composure.
"Yeah!"
"Hell yeah!"
"This new drug is awesome! I feel like I can take on ten guys right now!"
...
About two hundred men in front of him, each armed with different firearms, responded in unison.
"Glad you like it! Now let's wipe out this dump ahead of us! That'll definitely get everyone even more pumped! Brothers! Charge forward!"
