A bad feeling grew within the Siamese Cat; it felt like it had fallen into a trap.
Just as it turned around to make its escape, a group of teenagers jumped out from the dark and intercepted the cat's escape. Almost all of them were equipped with either a stick, rod, or a slingshot in their hands.
"Brother Hui," a teenager from the group said excitedly, "You're really awesome! What number is this little one?"
They were all very young––their age averaged around 17 and they reeked of the streets. Even the one known as Brother Hui did not look like he was any older than 20 years of age.
The teenagers were the sluggards that lived in the vicinity; they didn't have a proper job and they didn't attend school. They would only take on jobs with daily pay after they ran out of money, where they would work for a day and fool around the next two days. The place they frequented the most was the Black Internet bar.
