Tokyo.
Shinjuku District.
On the busiest main street in the area, everything had already been reduced to a mess. There were almost no pedestrians left on the road, and all the once-crowded shops on both sides had shut their doors.
Even so, most of those closed storefronts had been smashed to pieces. Down the street, a group of men in black hoods, wielding hammers and machetes, laughed wildly as they stormed into a bar, snatched the few remaining bottles of liquor from the counter, and drank them right in the middle of the road.
The trash cans by the roadside had been burned black. Shattered liquor bottles, deeply dented shell casings, dried pools of blood everywhere... vicious red Japanese characters had been scrawled across the walls, filthy and aggressive words covering every surface.
Yet on this chaotic, lawless main street, one establishment still had its doors open.
It was a standalone six-story building, its design perfectly blending a modern feel with the style of a Japanese courtyard house. Beneath its black-and-gold decor, it looked luxurious and grand.
It was currently the largest and most luxurious host club in all of Japan.
It was also the only establishment in Shinjuku District that was still operating normally.
—Asaba Club.
Jinian led the members of the Shang Xie Association to stand before the grand club, her mouth falling open in shock...
Wei Dong scratched his head and explained at just the right moment, "I know setting up our temporary base in a host club might damage the Shang Xie Association's image... but the situation in the Human Circle is extremely complicated right now. Other than this place, there's practically nowhere left in Tokyo for us to stay. So, Chairman, you'll just have to make do..."
"Nicely done!!!"
Before Wei Dong could finish speaking,