North Suburb Warehouse, once the West Capital City railway transfer warehouse.
After the state-owned factories in North City went bankrupt one after another, the North Suburb Warehouse also fell into decline.
A couple of vans sped over the abandoned railway, quickly stopping at the entrance of Warehouse No. 8.
Bai Jianye was being carried by two strong men, frantically struggling and pleading, "Brothers, you really got it wrong. I'm just a poor man, not a penny of savings at home. Kidnapping me serves no purpose!"
Yaan Ruimeng slapped him and sharply rebuked, "Shut the hell up. Look around, no one hears you even if you scream your lungs out here!"
Bai Jianye, having once been an unemployed worker of that era, naturally knew what this place was.
Looking around, the whole area was overgrown with wild grass, rows upon rows of abandoned warehouses.
He still couldn't figure out how he had offended these Jianghu brothers.
