Chapter 111

As the latest news spread.

Every faction and gang let out cold laughs.

"Just as I thought, this 'Brother Yanwang' has been drunk on his recent victories and is now seeking his own death."

"Ruthless, he is ruthless…"

"But just too stupid."

"Now, this 'Brother Yanwang' is about to wipe out the Tulong Gang, and the entire North District—two or three thousand people—will probably all be absorbed into the Heigou Gang!"

"The Tulong Gang…"

"I'm afraid…"

"We…"

"Are we going to die here?"

The underlings of the Tulong Gang were surrounded layer upon layer.

Watching more and more Heigou Gang underlings arrive, despair welled up in their hearts.

Up ahead.

Yu Deng was also covered in wounds, in a very sorry state, besieged by dozens of Heigou Gang underlings at once—though he could handle them, he was still in an extremely sorry state.

If this kept going.

Once his stamina ran out!

He would be hacked to death on the spot!

"Hack them to death!"

"Hack Brother Yanwang to death too!"

The Heigou Gang underlings who had just arrived spoke viciously.

Thousands of people.

They blocked the roads and streets, filling every inch of those places—a massive, dense tide that looked utterly oppressive!

But just then.

Bang!

A tremendous sound.

Drew countless eyes.

Under the gaze of countless people.

A corpse, like a dead dog, was hurled out from the Heigou Gang headquarters' territory and slammed straight onto the ground.

"……"

"……"

"……"

The instant they saw that corpse!

The Heigou Gang underlings, who had been vicious a moment ago, suddenly turned pale with terror, their bodies retreating again and again, the hands gripping their weapons trembling so violently they nearly couldn't hold on!

No matter which Heigou Gang underling it was, every one of them reacted the same way upon seeing that corpse!

Because.

The corpse before them…

Was their gang's…

Number One Red Stick!

Bang!

Then.

Came a second corpse.

"It's…"

"It's the boss."

The second corpse was their boss!

Heigou!

"……"

"……"

"……"

The scene.

Fell utterly silent.

Countless gazes, upon seeing the corpse, then—as if someone had noticed something—turned their heads to look toward the Tulong Gang headquarters.

Immediately.

On that headquarters' territory, on the streets and roads leading to the headquarters, a figure was walking step by step toward them from the very center of the road's far end.

The pitch-black night.

The pale moonlight spilled onto the ground.

Yet that figure.

Stood in the middle of the road—the middle of the road being a place the streetlights and moonlight could not reach, the meeting point of light and shadow.

That figure walked step by step closer, his face gradually revealed.

Covered in blood from head to toe.

And that face made everyone freeze for a beat.

"Yan…"

"Brother Yanwang."

A junior member of the Heigou Gang swallowed hard.

Countless gazes turned toward that figure.

The smell of blood.

Came drifting on the night wind.

Everyone knew.

This battle.

Had come to an end.

"The Tulong Gang…"

"I'm afraid…"

The voice of cold ridicule had not yet finished falling.

The latest news.

Came back.

Every sound.

Stopped short, and the scene fell silent for a moment.

"The Heigou Gang…"

"Their Number One Red Pole, Black Dog, all dead."

"The Heigou Gang's underlings offered no resistance at all and surrendered completely."

Everyone who heard this news was briefly stunned.

"This…"

"How could it be?"

Someone said in disbelief.

"It's true."