At 10:00 PM, a dozen or so modified convertibles belonging to the Blood Mark Gang drove onto Xiuyi Street.
At this hour, the wide road was empty of pedestrians, with only the streetlights on both sides still lit. The approaching vehicles made no attempt to conceal their presence; their occupants were shouting and yelling, with some even firing guns into the air, their arrogance on full display.
"Boss, it's this one."
A lieutenant pointed to a training hall in the distance, its lights still on. It was a large building by the river, surrounded by a concrete wall and an iron-barred gate.
Zhuo Bao glanced over and gave a signal. The car immediately stopped, and the long line of vehicles behind it followed suit. Gang members inside eagerly grabbed their weapons and jumped out, about forty to fifty of them slowly converging on the training hall.
