The entire black market is controlled by the Flame Dragon Gang; it's not called a black market without being shady. In the black market, there's nothing you can't buy, from smuggled cars to guns and ammunition, from foreign currency exchanges to human trafficking. Nothing is missing—only things you haven't thought of.
"Hey, there's a big deal, you in?" Haozi, dressed in black, leaned against the doorway with an exchange sign outside. Inside, a few guys were playing cards, seemingly without any business. However, black market deals are usually walk-ins unless it's a big deal and booked in advance.
"Damn, how big a deal? So mysterious!" A shirtless man glared at Haozi.
"Five million... US Dollars!"
Crash!
The shirtless man fell out of his chair, the chair overturned on the ground. He hurriedly scrambled to his feet, looking at Haozi in disbelief, rubbing his behind as he said, "Are you bullshitting us?"
