At the 9412 logistics base, Yun Yu stood in front of a floor-to-ceiling window on the top floor of the warehouse, keenly observing the street scene outside.
This area near the star port was especially bustling, and even in the deep of night, the outer streets were still aglow with colorful lights and busy nightlife.
The location Yun Yu was looking at housed a red-light district where he had once had a genuinely good experience.
Still, the internal areas of these base cities were more fun than the few cramped, filthy, and chaotic dens operated by his gang, the Vile Pirate Gang, shrouded in dark and poisonous air.
Although they brought back women every year by various means to relieve the stress of the gang members, it was still not as enjoyable as places outside.
Yet now was not the time, ever since Yun Yu had entered the ninth city base through smuggling, he felt like he was being watched.
Yun Yu could smell the scent of those vicious dogs from the security bureau—