In a standard two-courtyard home in South City.
A woman was sobbing softly.
Beside her stood a sturdy-looking young man with a bandaged head. His face was pale as he said with a bitter smile, "Dad, what are we going to do?
The men from the Dog Fighting Gang said I either have to hand the restaurant over to them, or they'll beat me to death."
"Cry, cry, cry! All you do is cry! Do you think crying will solve anything?"
Zheng Wang snapped in frustration, slamming his palm on the table with a loud SMACK.
Loyalties fade when power is lost. He had only just taken off his Official Uniform, and the Dog Fighting Gang was already at his door.
And he knew all too well that this was just the beginning.
Those gangs could smell blood in the water from a mile away.
Back when he was a squad leader, he'd given them plenty of grief. Now that he was down on his luck, how could they possibly pass up this opportunity?
Besides, by targeting him, they could also curry favor with Hu Guangshao.
