It was night. A Mitsubishi off-road vehicle exited the highway and entered Tokyo city. 

This city was the largest in Asia and the second largest in the world. It was a huge forest, formed out of concrete and moulds. Tall buildings, never-ending traffic, and lights which blurred into each other; the hustle and bustle was like a dream of grotesque monstrosity.

Many Chinese had bad opinions about Japan, but they had to admit that it was a powerful country. The pragmatic attitude of the Japanese was worth learning from. 

The Mitsubishi off-road vehicle went down a road. Xia Lei was driving and Long Bing sat in the back. She was in charge of keeping watch on Gu Kewu. Things had gone smoothly so far, and Gu Kewu was still unconscious. The poor man had been given several concussions by Long Bing since he was taken from the prison.

“It sure is a busy city,” sighed Xia Lei. 

“You like cities?” Long Bing moved her gaze away from the window. 

Xia Lei shook his head. “No, I like quiet and simple places, like a tranquil mountain...