Chapter 77: Great Upheaval

The battle between the two sides was on the verge of breaking out; the so-called communication was merely to set up their formations.

The fighting on Bar Street was simply not worth mentioning compared to the fortress on the mountain, and this group of people under Feng Buxi were not fighting for the first time; they had already fought many times, large and small, on Bar Street before.

This time, it wasn't just them; there were also some players who had run to Feng Buxi to take shelter due to the martial law and chaos. Although they did not have the advantage in numbers, they had plenty of posture.

Even the female players each held a brick in their hands.

Mengmeng and Mengmeng, as well as Chen Ai and Yezi, had not run toward the City Center because they simply could not get through.

Regardless of their status, no one could enter the heavily guarded City Center, so for safety, the few girls had no choice but to run to Feng Buxi together.

As for their shops, they could not worry about that much anymore; after all, in such a tense environment, they truly lacked a sense of security.

It was just that upon arriving at Bar Street, this unease became even more intense.

"They really started fighting. I'm going to help, you guys hide well." On the first floor of the bar, Luolita took out a small knife she carried with her and rushed out without another word.

Seeing Luolita like this, Chen Ai also picked up a brick from the ground and observed the situation outside.

The commotion outside was not small, and the shouts of battle were deafening; those who didn't know better would have thought they were on a battlefield.

In reality, there were not as many people actually fighting as everyone imagined.

When fighting on Bar Street, in most cases, it depended on the number of people; whichever side had more people won. Because once injured, the medical expenses were not something ordinary thugs could afford, and most people still had some selfish motives.

If one were truly not afraid of death and dared to fight, wouldn't it be better to join the Military Camp? The money would also be more than working as a thug.

Those thugs never expected that these players would actually dare to make a move.

Feng Buxi came up and grabbed a chair, threw it at the leader on the opposite side, and then lunged over, hugging the other person and starting to smash them with his fists.

No matter how the people around him hit him, he had only one action: beat the leader on the ground to death first.

There were others like him; the players knew they did not have the advantage in numbers, but they were not afraid of death, so everyone aimed to hit the opposing leader hard.

Like Fred, the bosses standing on the second or top floors of other bars observing were all silent.

They had thought that today's opportunity would allow them to teach this newcomer, Fred, a lesson.

But they never expected that the ones receiving the lesson looked very much like themselves.

A female boss lit a cigarette and said to the subordinate beside her, "Go down and urge them for me. With so many people fighting so few, what is there to be afraid of?"

"We... alright, I'll go down and urge them."

Another boss frowned and said, "Where are the knives I gave you? Why hasn't a single person used one?"

Although every boss sent people down to urge them, it still did not have much effect.

These thugs had no worries about food or clothing and were not desperate criminals to begin with.

They were not even as bad as the people causing trouble in the Lower City District.

Not until the person in Feng Buxi's hands stopped moving completely did the thugs who had come to cause trouble take a step back.

"Boss!"

Watching the person on the ground lying there like Cotton, everyone was shocked.

Those who had originally been brandishing things also began to retreat.

"Anyone else?" Feng Buxi stood up with his face covered in blood. He had almost used his Qi Luck just now, thinking of saving his life so the players wouldn't be left without a leader, but then he thought that at worst he would just die; if he were gone, Yunxiao could take over. Everyone was not afraid of death, and they could log back in to continue doing business in a day, so he held back.

He wanted to say something cocky to provoke them, but unfortunately, his language skills were poor, and he really didn't know what to say.

The remaining few thug leaders were all a bit timid, especially those who had already been beaten, and were even a bit scared.

Death was something everyone feared, but the Xiahui People before them did not seem afraid at all.

The woman standing on the second floor said angrily, "If I had known, I would have hired more Xiahui People. Damn it, are you all trash? Are you all too scared to go?"

"Those Xiahui People are just too brutal, unless, unless the pension you provide can be more than what the War Church gives..." the two thugs who came to report the news said tremblingly.

"Trash, don't you look at how much money I usually give you? Aren't those women there for you to play with as you please? Now you dare to ask me for a pension?" the woman said bitterly. She thought for a moment and said to those thugs, "Go ask the Golden Bar. I don't believe that if these guys beat someone to death, the people at the Golden Bar won't care!"

"We already asked, and they said the ones looking for trouble are us..."

The woman said in surprise, "How is that possible? We haven't been stingy with their business usually."

"That is indeed what they said, and it seems the people over there have all headed to the Main City Area today." The thugs' words made the woman panic again. She knew that no matter how angry she was, she could not let these thugs leave her side.

Otherwise, she would very likely end up worse than that guy named Fred.

These thugs had a kind of tacit understanding; not knowing what had happened, they all retreated very quickly and returned to their respective bars.

Except for that corpse that no one cared about, almost everyone retreated.

The players returned to the bar, and only then did Feng Buxi start asking what had happened in the city.

"I came back from the market. I originally wanted to sell some things and look at items related to mysterious powers, but then I saw barbarians rushing over from the mountain, and I ran without even thinking." Luolita did not want to say at all that she ran because she was scared.

Tuorsuo, who had gone up the mountain with her, was hacked to death by random blades at the foot of the mountain.

Mengmeng and Mengmeng also hurriedly said, "The City Center is already locked down. The Wealth Church wants to ensure that the rich are not affected, but as for these commoners, that's not the case. When we came, there were some desperate criminals burning shops and looting."

"We can't go back either. I checked just after logging off; the players from the War Church said the barbarians were attacking the fortress, so the guards all went to the mountain to provide support." You'eryuan held her injured arm. "The city is in chaos now, especially the Factory District. Fortunately, the Orphanage has its gates tightly shut, and there are still some players staying there."

The situation was not optimistic, but at least one thing was still good: although there was chaos, overall the players were relatively safe.

But the bad thing was that the players did not want to see the city fall into chaos.

Almost everyone had some sorrow in their eyes. Although Tana City was just an ordinary small city and the people were not that simple, seeing people who seemed "alive" suddenly meet with accidents in front of them still made the players quite sad.

(End of chapter)