Fourth District, beneath the Xing Ge Building.
The building had a peculiar shape, resembling a handkerchief floating in mid-air, curled up on its edges.
At 4 a.m., all the passages that led into the building were closed, with more than six fully armed society members guarding each entrance.
Before Qing Chen could get close, someone already aimed a gun at him, "Halt, Xing Ge Building isn't doing business tonight."
After thinking for a moment, Qing Chen fished out a business card from his pocket that Jiang Xiaotang had given him, "The brother of Begonia Boxing Gym's Jiang Xiaotang has come for a visit."
As his right hand slipped into his pocket, all the security guards on site cocked their guns, becoming alert.
Not until Qing Chen took out the business card did everyone relax.
Qing Chen pondered secretly, the overall quality of the security was much more formidable than the average societies, at least they were well-trained.
