"These guys really think I'm a sitting duck, huh..."
Feeling the barely perceptible probing stares at his back, Su Lun found it quite unamusing.
He had been to the black market many times and had always been very careful.
This was the only time at night, and the first time he had been targeted.
But on second thought, if he were those wanderers, he definitely wouldn't pass up the opportunity tonight.
After all, just the entrance fee to the auction today was five thousand, grabbing a few people at random wouldn't leave anyone empty-handed.
And those real heavy-hitters all had their own motorcycles; someone like Su Lun, who was alone, was the perfect "sitting duck".
....
The black market in the northern district of Bird Street was a "no man's land".
Although there were no influential gangs here, the crime rate was persistently high, higher than any other district in the outskirts.
