The ultimate pleasures of the Underground City were reserved only for outsiders with both identity cards and money, or for the upper echelon of the Mafia whose influence spread across the globe.
Every floor tile here reeked of opulence; the waiters' meticulous care and the most advanced methods of indulgence made one feel as if they were treading the clouds, euphoric and detached from reality.
But lose your Identity Card, be without money, and this place would instantly transform into a man-eating hell.
Xu Si had heard Chen Mo mention this when she first arrived.
Don't misunderstand the nature of humanity here, thinking that as long as they are people, they will possess some modicum of conscience.
The man asked her where she wanted to go.
Her last gun, kept for self-defense, had been confiscated during a search. So, apart from the relatively safe Gambling City, she couldn't think of anywhere else.
