On the bustling and vibrant streets, flashy cars sped by, and various signs on either side attracted customers, with shops waiting for patrons to arrive.
"Boss, bring two more cases of liquor," Gao Lin, leading a group of brothers, was eating and drinking, already drunk and flushed in the face.
"About the money..." the boss asked cautiously.
Gao Lin glared, showing off his authority: "Just put it on my tab, don't I have that much face?"
"Alright, alright." The boss bowed and went to grab the liquor, truly not daring to provoke the Invincible Iron Fist Gang.
Streets, districts, areas, city zones, they all have gang members from the Invincible Iron Fist Gang managing them, each district with its own establishment, their influence, overt and covert, is significant.
On the surface, they're a security company, paying taxes as they run drinking and entertainment venues like bars, dance halls, nightclubs, and even casinos, supporting a group of people, living quite well.
