C675 Welcome to the Cold House
During the day, the Las Vega looked no different from any other city. As they hurried to work, the sound of shops selling goods and cutting prices could be heard.
But when night came and the neon lights lit up, the city surrounded by the desert was like a beauty who had awoken from her sleep. She raised her hand and yawned, slowly twisting her soft waist and gently tossing her long hair
