Gray Rock District, Cyan Dragon Gang stronghold.
The early morning chill was filled with the smell of smoke and fire.
Lei Meng and Liu San, like two Gate Gods, squatted on the mottled concrete steps at the dormitory entrance, each with a cigarette butt in their mouth, but their eyes were fixed on the bustling construction site across the street.
The once abandoned massive warehouse had completely transformed.
A brand new metal framework structure had risen, and the gigantic sign of the Cyan Dragon Entertainment City was being welded, sending out dazzling arcs of light.
Inside, the place was bustling with noise, with the shouts of moving machines and the clanging of fastening parts mixing together.
It exuded a thriving vitality.
