Hong Kong Comprehensive Report: I Am Talking About Things in Hong Kong, and I Am Angry with Guan Jiahui

On Hing Fat Street in Causeway Bay, there is a steaming sauna with a hot spring pool. There are several strong men covered in tattoos soaking in the pool, looking leisurely and at ease. The aura around them seemed to form an invisible wall, making people breathless. The short man who took the lead leaned against the edge of the pool, lit a cigarette, and took a long puff. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, scanning the men beside him.