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Chapter 987 : The Storm Strikes 35

The drunkard felt as if a heavy dark cloud was floating above his head, and it might sweep towards him like a storm at any time. However, it only lasted for tens of seconds, and it seemed to the drunkard that a century had passed.

The footsteps in his ears were getting farther and farther, and the drunkard was still covering his head and trembling.

The prostitute walked out of the alley and walked to the drunkard, "Hey, they have gone far, you can stand up!"

Suddenly, there was a foul smell in her nose, and the prostitute realized that the drunk man had excreted stool and urine together, flowing down his trouser legs and onto the concrete floor of Fireworks Alley.

"What are you doing?" The prostitute covered her mouth and nose, took two steps back, and looked at the drunkard with disdain.[

"Are they... gone?" the drunkard made a weak voice.

"gone."

The drunkard let out a "hoo", as if he had let go of the burden on his mind, and his whole body lay on the ground, motionless.

"Hey!" the prostitute called, but the drunkard didn't respond.

The prostitute covered her nose, approached cautiously, and kicked the drunkard's arm with her high heels, but there was still no reaction.

"You haven't given me any money yet!" the prostitute screamed sharply.

The drunkard was still unresponsive, but the rising and falling chest meant that he was still alive, as if he had fallen asleep.

"It's so useless." The prostitute frowned, squatted down and touched the drunk man's pocket, and finally took out a wallet. She looked left and right, but didn't find anyone else, so she quickly turned her head and ran away.

The group of more than a hundred teenagers, who had been several hundred meters away from the drunkard, had stopped at the entrance of an entertainment city.

The leader was a middle-aged man in his thirties, with a lean crew cut, a thick gold chain around his neck, and a fierce look on his face. He raised his head and looked at the entertainment city's sign.

"Jinhai Entertainment City." The middle-aged man read these words softly.

It was now past twelve o'clock in the evening, and there were still singing and dancing in the entertainment city, but the atmosphere was already a bit sluggish, and the number of people was not very large, showing a tiredness.

The young men and teenagers behind the middle-aged man were silent at this moment, with solemn expressions, just waiting for his order.

"It's not good to offend anyone, but I have to offend the twelve zodiac animals."


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