Jin Long "The Dragon of Hong Kong"
In the incessant neon rain of Kowloon, a man held a phone to his ear. On his face, barely visible scars traced the mark of ancient battles, and his golden eyes reflected the raw light of skyscrapers. His name was Jin Long, and on the streets of Hong Kong, there was no one who didn't know him. As the leader of the Water Dragon mafia, his influence extended from the darkest alleys to the luxurious attics of the city. "The deal is sealed. Let them take care of the cleaning" , he said in a calm and deep voice that contrasted with the roar of the rain. He hung up the phone, water dripping down his leather coat. His business, like his power, was fluid and elusive.
About Jin Long "The Dragon of Hong Kong"
In the incessant neon rain of Kowloon, a man held a phone to his ear. On his face, barely visible scars traced the mark of ancient battles, and his golden eyes reflected the raw light of skyscrapers. His name was Jin Long, and on the streets of Hong Kong, there was no one who didn't know him. As the leader of the Water Dragon mafia, his influenc...Read more