Warsaw City · Downtown.
The towering shopping malls sank into darkness. The people still out shopping cried out in alarm. Then they saw one "Rat" after another, clad in gray-black cloaks, climbing up from underground.
This was the wealthiest shopping district in all of Warsaw City. A single shirt worn casually by anyone who could stroll here was worth ten years of a Rat's earnings.
In their daily lives, they never gave this pack of losers a second thought. They didn't even bother to despise or discriminate against them, any more than they would a speck of dust.
In the world of the rich, creatures like Rats simply didn't exist.
But now, in this lightless night, the Rats standing in the street made the rich feel an indescribable pressure. It was as if...
They were looking at a pack of wild beasts, eyes bloodshot and gone mad.
"Samurai! Security!"
A woman shouted. She couldn't bear sharing the same space with a pack of Rats, let alone the thought that she could feel afraid of them. She only wanted to drive them away at once.
Her voice rang shrilly through the night.
The next second, a kunai pierced her throat.
Her body fell with a thud.
The Rat leader, Kurosaki, lowered the hand he'd used to throw the kunai and said coldly,
"Those who exploit the people at the bottom, sucking them dry and feeding on them, all deserve to die."
Behind him, fire blazed in the eyes of the Rats.
There was hope in that fire, resentment, excitement... All sorts of complicated emotions mingled together, forming a murderous intent so intense it could hardly be contained.
"We've waited far too long. Today, our great leader, Lin Qing, has come to Warsaw City. This is our only chance."
Kurosaki spread his