The people Song Yongrui wanted to meet were none other than the gangs in some clubs in the city. Although they ruled these clubs that didn't even pass his elite standards, they were pretty much more than okay, considering they were all booming with customers every night.
Moreover, this gang is the ring leader among the other gangs in the city.
It frightened Song Yongrui, but he had already seen how they acted towards him. They were currying favor with him. It's just that he doesn't know what they want from him.
'What else could they want from me? It's just more money to spend, right?' Song Yongrui laughed mockingly.
The gang wasn't even in his eyes. They're just turds on the ground. He could choose to avoid them or step on them.
After waiting under a shaded part of the road, Song Yongrui finally saw several bikes rushing through the street. It wasn't the normal-looking motorcycles you could see everywhere on the national road. It was the kind a motorcycle gang would ride when they were going on a strike at night.
In the middle of the group, a black Rolls-Royce was being escorted.
"Whew! Now that's how I like it!" Song Yongrui peeled himself away from the tree he was leaning against. He whistled, looking at the group of bad-looking men.
Right now, he was feeling the excitement he could never feel with his old friends. Those friends were becoming boring anyway.
And this type of excitement was just what he wanted on the day he ran away from his mother's grasp.
But, is this really okay?
He looked back the way he had come from and shook his head. If he stayed inside the mansion for even a minute, he might grow mushrooms all over his body.
Besides, his mother has become increasingly controlling over him.
Just for today. Let me have fun. "Young master Song!" a big burly man stepped out of the black Rolls Royce. His entire body looked like it was a wall of muscles.
Song Yongrui's face brightened up. He gleefully hopped towards the muscle man. With a smile, he said, "Brother Gu! You're finally here!"
Brother Gu, or his full name, Gu Ming, is the current ring leader of the gang Dog Bound. He overlooks most mid-tier clubs in the city, which was sixty percent of the clubs in the city.
Gu Ming chuckled at the childish expression on Song Yongrui's face.
"Is this a brothel?" Song Yongrui asked as his head turned from side to side to check each corner with his eyes wide.
Gu Ming scoffed and replied, "This place is too wonderful to compare to a cheap brothel. This is Hell's Paradise. The only place where the bad can get the good. And the good can get the bad."
He turned to walk to a staircase guarded by two huge bouncers. "There're too many eyes here. Let's go up."
Song Yongrui didn't object and followed Gu Ming without a trace of doubt.
They entered a room that looked like one of the VIP rooms. This time, the room was all for Song Yongrui to use.
They sat down and spoke to each other for a couple of minutes when a group of young ladies entered. Unlike the women downstairs, these ladies were prettier and more voluptuous.
"Uh... brother Gu, I don't think I should," Song Yongrui wasn't too dumb to not know what Gu Ming meant by bringing these ladies into his VIP room.
He obviously wanted them to serve Song Yongrui.
But Song Yongrui wanted to be cautious. He didn't want to cause any lasting trouble to the Song and Cao family.
Gu Ming narrowed his eyes. He understood Song Yongrui's hesitation.
"Didn't I tell you I'd take care of you tonight? Just relax and let these ladies do what they have to do. Or are you telling me they're not what you preferred?" Gu Ming mischievously looked at Song Yongrui. "Then, forgive me, brother. You should've told me you want the other kind of fun."
With a wave of his hand, the staff in the room turned to the door, ready to leave under Gu Ming's order.
Seeing this, Song Yongrui immediately blushed and shook his head. "No, that's not what I mean. I just don't think I should indulge in this."
"All right, I won't force you then." Gu Ming gave up, pouring Song Yongrui a drink, and said, "Instead, why don't we drink a year's worth tonight?"
Song Yongrui sighed in relief and agreed.
But he didn't notice that the moment he drank the entire drink in his glass, the corner of Gu Ming's lips turned upward.
The rest of the night became a blur.
When Song Yongrui woke up, he was already inside the police's interrogation room, where a police officer was questioning him about what happened last night and whether he remembered murdering the woman he slept with.