Dong Haoran walked into the bar and headed straight for a booth he knew well; three men were already sitting on the sofa.
"Yo, Little Dong is here, come sit down," said the man with bulging arms and a Ban Chun haircut. Though he didn't try to show it off, his demeanor still exuded an aura that commanded respect.
Dong Haoran didn't presume to act superior. Although the others were gang members and he was a police officer, Dong Haoran acted very much like a junior in their presence.
"Brother Hu, sorry to have kept you waiting, I just finished up with some stuff on my end," Dong Haoran said with a beaming smile.
Brother Hu, the man with the imposing presence, was one of the few leaders in San Tiao Alley.
Brother Hu was smart and ferocious. It took him only five years to rise from a petty thug to a leader in San Tiao Alley. This fact alone showed that Brother Hu was no ordinary man.
