Motorcycles, trucks, and vans formed a long convoy moving through the pouring rain, the loud thunder even drowning out the honking of cars, as if about to engulf everything.
Raindrops as big as beans were hitting the car windows noisily, the chaotic water curtain blending the dazzling tail lights into halos, at a glance, it seemed to stretch a band of light across the street.
But this light band came to a halt on the road, blocking the entire street completely.
Clang.
A van opened its door, the people inside ignored the pouring rain as they walked out, letting the rain fall on them, silently taking rifles from the hands of the people behind them.
As if receiving a signal, the cars blocking the street began to open their doors one by one.
One
Two
Three...
Until the entire street was crowded with heads, each wearing different styles of clothing.
In the rain at night, there were members of the Tiger Claw Gang with tattoos faintly glowing.
