Refusing to join the underworld: the days of fighting against bad boys

The drunkard felt as if a heavy dark cloud was floating over his head, and it might sweep towards him like a storm at any moment.But it was only a few tens of seconds, and the drunkard seemed to have gone through as long as a century.

The sound of footsteps near my ears became farther and farther away, and the drunk was still covering his head, his body trembling.

The prostitute came out of the alley and walked up to the drunk, "Hey, they've gone far, you can stand up now!"

Suddenly there was a foul smell in her nose, and the prostitute realized that the drunk had defecated and urinated together, flowing down the trouser legs onto the concrete floor of Firework Alley.

"What are you doing?" The prostitute covered her mouth and nose, took two steps back, and looked at the drunk with contempt. [

"Are they... gone?" The drunkard made a weak voice.

"gone."

The drunkard let out a "huh", as if letting go of the burden in his heart, and then his whole body lay on the ground, motionless.

"Hey!" The prostitute called out, but the drunk didn't respond.

The prostitute covered her nose, approached cautiously, and kicked the drunk man's arm with her high heels, but there was still no response.

"You haven't paid me yet!" the prostitute yelled sharply.

The drunk was still unresponsive, but the rising and falling chest indicated that he was still alive, as if he had fallen asleep.

"It's so useless." The prostitute frowned, knelt down and touched the drunk man's pocket, and finally took out a wallet, looked left and right, but didn't find anyone else, so she quickly turned her head and fled.

More than 100 youth groups, who had been hundreds of meters away from the drunk, had already stopped at the entrance of an entertainment city.

The leader was a middle-aged man in his 30s, with a lean crew cut and a thick gold chain around his neck. He looked up at the signboard of the entertainment city with a fierce look on his face.

"Golden Sea Entertainment City." The middle-aged man said these words lightly.

It's already past twelve o'clock in the evening, and there are still singing and dancing in the entertainment city, but the atmosphere has become a bit sluggish, and the number of people is not too many, showing a kind of fatigue.

The youths and teenagers behind the middle-aged man were silent at this moment, with serious expressions, just waiting for his order.

"It's not good to offend anyone, but it's the twelve zodiac signs."