The Dragon Gang Again

Midnight, 11:00 P.M.

A white Mazda slowly rolled along into the Lishui Binjiang residential area. Most of the residents were already in bed at this hour, but a few homes had their lights on. Distant sounds of gay chatter and laughter from young men and women could be heard now and then, breaking the lull of the night.

He Ruanliang driving alone, in a pleasant mood, humming along to the tune of the music playing in the vehicle. He glanced over at the bags of powdery substance on the passenger seat. A thin smile flashed across his thick face as he recalled his intimate evening. At this time, he had not realized yet, that his handphone had been nicked.

"This thing sure is great!"