West City, where Qiaojin Road meets the highway intersection, stood a church-like structure.
Portuguese Silver Underground Casino.
After gambling in the South Sea became legalized, aside from the official Gambling City, many underground casinos sprang up in every corner of the city.
And the largest of them all was He Chen's Portuguese Silver Underground Casino.
When Li Qiao drove there, the time had not yet reached nine in the evening.
She parked her car by the side of the road, turned her head to glance at the brilliantly lit church, then got out of the car without showing any emotion.
She didn't know much about He Chen, but from the information sent by Shen Qingye, he seemed to have some ties to the underworld.
Li Qiao approached the church's main entrance, where the area was enveloped in orange lighting. Stepping onto the front porch steps, a seemingly thin and small security guard emerged from under the columns beside her.
