Chapter 13: Extermination
Locust Street was on the edge of the outer city, three parts dirtier and more chaotic than Mute Bay.
Both sides of the street were crowded with beggars in tattered clothes, while skeletal children rummaged through sewage ditches for food scraps.
The air reeked of rot and excrement, and occasionally one could see swollen, bluish corpses lying by the roadside.
In such a place, a person's death was less noticeable than a rat's.
Chen Qing crouched in the shadows under the eaves, surveying the intricate network of narrow alleys below.
Qian Biao's death was like an invisible thorn. As long as the Golden River Gang wasn't eliminated, this thorn would remain embedded in his flesh, and who knew when it might fester and rot.
Rather than waiting for trouble to come knocking, it was better to strike first.
Suddenly, Chen Qing's eyes sharpened.
Two figures emerged from the alley entrance, acting stealthily. One was Pockmarked Liu, and beside him was a shifty-eyed man.