"You say Dark Street is also involved in drug trafficking?" Yu Fengji's expression was solemn, a thin layer of frost seeming to settle upon his handsome face.
"Don't you know?" Huo Beijiang laughed with schadenfreude.
Jiuming and Jing Tong both felt like punching someone; this guy was just too annoying.
Still, Yu Fengji exhibited better restraint, coughing lightly as if to indicate he hadn't heard, and continued expressionless, "Dark Street is indeed quite disreputable, can't even count as an organization or a gang. Every city has such dark corners. Engaging in illegal human trafficking, kidnapping, prostitution, and other activities. Our police have cracked down on these many times, although we always manage to make some progress, we can never completely eradicate it."
Dark Street is the cancer of the city; as long as there are people, there will be filthy places to hide. This was long accustomed.
But this was indeed the first time he had heard about drug trafficking.
