This is a rundown narrow alley, utterly different from the bustling street ahead.
Or rather, the two can't even be compared together.
The people who frequent this alley are either local thugs or some homeless drifters.
Even when a few figures appeared ahead, Le Dahai didn't think much of it, assuming they were like him, returning drunk from outside.
Humming a song, he continued forward.
It wasn't until he faced a few people directly did he realize they had no intention of making way.
With drunken, blurry eyes, Le Dahai looked up at them, muttering with foul language, "Can't you see? Get out of the way and let me through!"
"Bang!"
Just as he finished speaking, someone kicked him down to the ground.
The few men standing before Le Dahai were specifically laying in wait for him.
Seeing their target, they acted without a word.
After Le Dahai was kicked down, the others immediately moved to hold him, giving him no chance to struggle.
