Chapter 164

Hearing this, the child nodded, then hurried over to the young man sitting at a small stall on the street, eating something. Business had been terrible in recent years—even at night, hardly anyone came to eat, and they could barely scrape by.

"Brother…"

"A lot of people are coming. You should go, quick."

The child came up to the young man before him.

The young man wore a deep-blue Zhongshan-style school uniform, his expression calm, slowly eating the pastry in front of him. Watching him eat so slowly, the child couldn't help feeling anxious on his behalf.

After all.

This place happened to be…

the central point of the clash between the two sides. Once caught up in it, they'd soon be in terrible trouble.

"…"

"…"

"…"

The young man ate slowly, and seeing the child's anxiety, a faint smile surfaced on his calm face.

"Wait a bit."

"They can't get in."

The child, puzzled: "Can't get in?"

He looked into the distance.

In the distance.

A massive, murderous crowd was already charging over! Less than a hundred meters away now, almost upon them—the child grew even more anxious.

"Brother."

"Let me tell you."

He said in a very small voice:

"I heard plenty of people say that the street on our side belongs to the Dengtian Pavilion—used to be Wang Tulong's Tulong Gang. But the situation at Dengtian Pavilion is really bad right now…"

"I heard they're sending in nearly four or five hundred attackers, and there are only forty or fifty people defending here. They can't hold them off at all."

"But…"

"I really do miss having Tulong Gang around here."

The child muttered.

News of all this was everywhere—even he had heard plenty.

"A lot of people feel sorry for Dengtian Pavilion."

He sighed.

"Why?"

The young man asked.

"Because Dengtian Pavilion never bullied us!"

"I heard it was their boss who forbade bullying us stall-keepers. Before, this was Heigou Gang's turf—they came every day to collect protection money from me and my mom!"

"So infuriating!"

"But I can't beat them. When I grow up, I'm going to get really strong and teach them a lesson!"

The child swung his fist, very earnest.

"…Alright."

The young man simply smiled faintly.

His gaze.

lifted slightly.

All around.

scouts from several factions had already appeared, along with members of some neutral factions—all watching this great battle unfold!

Even around him.

some members had appeared, beginning to mutter:

"Dengtian Pavilion…"

"Looks like they're done for."

"Attacks are coming from at least ten of the four cardinal-direction zones—east, south, west, and north—each with nearly a thousand people."

"Their territory covers twenty or thirty zones, each with at most three or four hundred people. This is one of those zones, and there are only forty or fifty people guarding the street here."

"Dengtian Pavilion…"

"What are they going to use to hold them off?"

They shook their heads, all thinking Dengtian Pavilion was destined not to hold!

"Brother…"

"Aren't you leaving yet?"

"They're really coming."

The child said, a little worried.

Ahead.

A massive crowd.

was already within fifty meters!

Thirty meters!

Murderous and bloodthirsty, the surrounding pedestrians all panicked and dodged aside, faces filled with terror.

Twenty meters!

Ten meters!

But just at this moment!

Hmm!

Hmm!

Hmm!

Hmm!

Suddenly 0.....

Behind the young man who was eating, one figure after another appeared, all wearing the uniform of the Ascending Heaven Pavilion, holding cleavers in their hands, and the twenty-plus people at the very front wore calm expressions as they walked forward unhurriedly.

"They're crazy…"

"Forty or fifty people, against three or four hundred."

"Unless…"

"Every single one of them has a combat power index over 500."

Someone said with a cold laugh.

A combat power index over 500 means one's combat power is quite formidable — reaction and speed are double that of an ordinary person, and the strength is downright terrifying.

One person taking on several is no problem.

However.

The instant their words fell!

Hmm!

Hmm!

Hmm!

Hmm!

Under countless gazes of shock.

Those twenty-plus people.

On their bodies.

Suddenly a faint white glow spread out!

Immediately!

Wave after wave of combat power index aura…

Directly fluctuated!

'500…'