Chapter 40: Gang War! The Fearsome Machi! (4/5, Requesting Data)

Boom! Boom! Boom...

Yellow bullets spat from the black, deep gun barrels, mixed with a streak of blinding fire.

The battlefield reeked heavily of gunpowder smoke.

Tonight, almost all of the Elra Family's territory had turned into a battlefield, as the Liangdahei Gang and the Dahei Gang joined forces to launch a fierce assault on the Elra Family.

In every corner, burning ground, guns firing wildly, and booming explosions could be seen.

And...

Bodies littering the ground and dripping blood!

In any gang war, no one dies; in a war of firearms, ordinary people appear so fragile.

Both the Liangdahei Gang and the Dahei Gang, as well as the Elra Family, suffered casualties, with the situation roughly evenly matched.

However, as the Elra Family's trump cards were played one after another, the battle quickly turned into a one-sided slaughter.

"Beep... Beep... Requesting support on the left main road!"

"Beep... Beep... Requesting support on the right main road!"

"..."

Countless gang members surged forward continuously, but like moths flying into a flame, they vanished just as quickly.

Messages requesting support reached their ears, dense and numerous, one after another, impossible to finish listening to.

This caused the two family heads to show worried expressions, beginning to worry about what would happen if they failed.

It seemed that as soon as the reinforcements arrived, they were wiped out.

In fact, both sides were the same.

In a gang war, if Nen users do not participate, it is a contest of weapon scale.

If the weapons on both sides are not much different, then it is a contest of manpower, seeing whose manpower is exhausted faster.

The Scarred Head's face was gloomy; standing entirely in the shadows, his revealed scarred face carried a sinister feel. He lowered his voice and said:

"Increase the stakes! Tell the people below that if this battle is won, everyone's reward will be doubled!"

Under heavy rewards, there will always be brave men.

He could no longer care about too much; since they were going all out, they should bet everything they had.

After giving the order, the Scarred Head looked at the Luo Bote brothers beside him and said with a softened expression: "Please, the two of you must act."

"There will be heavy rewards once the deed is done!"

The Luo Bote brothers exchanged a glance, then simultaneously smiled and replied: "Leave it to us, rest assured!"

In fact, they had no confidence in defeating countless armed men amidst a hail of bullets and then defeating the enemy.

Their Nen could at most withstand sword slashes; withstanding bullets was pure nonsense, at best resulting in lighter injuries.

The reason they had confidence in taking this job was that they were better at assassination!

The two family heads thought the Luo Bote brothers would sweep the battlefield directly with superhuman strength.

But they only planned to slip past the battlefield, reach the enemy's main base, and then carry out a decapitation strike.

If they met enemies, they would kill; if not, they would not care. Once they took the Elra Family's money, they would slip away.

After all, they had no professional ethics, were not even internal members of the Qianer Society, but merely freelancers taking on odd jobs.

Tap-tap, tap-tap— a group of people ran past in a rush.

This was a rather dim road; once they crossed it, they could reach the Elra Family's main base!

Taking advantage of the fact that both sides' main forces were engaged in fierce combat, they luckily found an opportunity to break through the defense line.

"Everyone, perk up!"

"The higher-ups have spoken: the first squad to break into the Elra Family's main base will each receive a huge sum of Jenny, plus the choice of beauties!"

"Now, give me all the strength you used on women's bellies!"

A bearded man ran at the very front, carrying a rocket launcher on his shoulder, shouting encouragement loudly.

His words indeed proved useful; the team members who had previously felt fear regained courage, their eyes filled with greed.

Under the deception of desire, they temporarily transformed into a fearless suicide squad, running along the dim road.

On a building nearby, a girl with a cold face stood in the corner, moonlight reflecting on her profile.

That was a cold, sharp face; her exquisite features set her off as an ice-mountain beauty, while her pink-purple hair highlighted a touch of elegance.

That cold face would only show a smile when encountering special people.

Machi lowered her eyelids, quietly watching her own hands, listening to the words of the people below.

Borrowing the faint moonlight, one could see threads of crystal-like reflection in Machi's hands.

Their length extended down to the ground, covered with dense thread traps.

【Ten meters... Five meters... One meter】

Machi secretly estimated the distance; until the very last moment, her eyes suddenly became sharp. Her hands moved swiftly, suddenly tightening the threads.

The bearded man and others saw only a streak of reflection before their consciousness vanished completely.

In the next instant, the bearded man's squad below was simultaneously pulled by the threads, strangled by countless threads, and wildly hoisted upward.

A full dozen people were strangled to death, and they were still hanging suspended in the air by the threads!

This place had long been rigged by Machi with an inescapable net; if one entered carelessly, one would only become a fly on a spiderweb, at the mercy of slaughter.

And while Machi was displaying her divine power, another road was also suffering an attack.

Shizue carried a rocket launcher on her shoulder and casually fired a flame-spewing shell at the crowd.

Boom!

Immediately, a group of people was blown flying.

Though Xiao Di is young, her skills and physical condition are in no way inferior to an adult's.

Beside her, Zhu Di wears a radio-like communication device, constantly receiving intelligence reports from her subordinates.

At the same time, she holds a sniper rifle herself, standing at a high point and aiming at others, hitting every target.

"Xiao Di, you are truly amazing, daring to do such things at only eight or nine years old," Zhu Di said with genuine admiration.

Xiao Di lowered her head, then looked at Zhu Di and said in a soft, sticky voice, "What about you?"

"Aren't you only sixteen? You are very amazing too."

Zhu Di was speechless.

Indeed, having grown up in the gang, she had forgotten that she was only sixteen.

"Beep beep... More enemies are reinforcing the main road; requesting support!"

An urgent voice came through.

This wave was the final assault of the Liangdahei Gang; their main task was to fight to the end and draw the Ella Family's fire.

To draw fire for the advance of Luo Bote and his brothers.

And what they would discover next was that even drawing fire was a luxury.

Zhu Di frowned, then said, "Reinforcements are arriving immediately; retreat first."

It was time to deploy their new trump card.