Chapter 115 - 113 Modern Brothers
Driving to the bridge tunnel campsite, Allen Zhang got off the car and saw the tents alongside the road looking like grave mounds, brightly burning bonfires, with seven or eight people cheering around it, the old broken speakers blasting bad quality sound so noisily, but they seemed to enjoy it.
Feis Moden, the boss of the Moden Brothers, was hugging a blonde-haired, blue-eyed white girl on the couch.
Both of them seemed to be high, overly excited, next to them was a trash bin with syringes in it.
"Fxxk you! I didn’t pay 50 US Dollars for you to come here and get high, you gotta give me some pleasure at least! Hiss..."
The people around were also cheering, focusing on watching this drama unfold, not even noticing Allen Zhang and his group had arrived.
Allen Zhang spoke uninterestedly, "All these guys just a bunch of Poison Worms? Was thinking they were some tough characters."
"Maybe they’ve gotten broken by the street gangs, resigned to degeneracy. Weren’t they glorious before too? Ambitious, even tried to step into drug dealing to make money, just no brains and no plans, thinking only about forcefully taking territories, got on the bad side of other gangs, made too many enemies." Sieg wasn’t surprised by this, nor did he find it pitiable.
The competition among can collectors is fierce, but it mostly extends to physical scuffles, round-robin street duels, not to the extent of killing.