West Nine Alley, Tensions Ran High

Tensions were high in West Nine Alley.

Luo Yan thought for a moment, then stepped back from the alley, looked around, and finally circled around to the back of West Nine Alley. He sat on the roof of a low building and looked out into the courtyard of 'Iron Horse'.

There weren't many people in the courtyard of 'Iron Horse', except for the burly middle-aged man who stood guard at the gate.

Behind his courtyard were mostly women and children, as well as a few thin men.

Among them, Luo Yan saw the child who had been kicked to the ground by the man in the Flower Shirt at the barbecue stall earlier.

It turned out they were also from 'Iron Horse', but Luo Yan was quite surprised that there were old, young, and disabled people in a Mercenaries group.

At that moment, in the brightly lit West Nine Alley, the laughter of "Flower Shirt" Mountain Eagle rang out.

"Guan Peng, are you trying to scare your Mountain Eagle grandpa?"

"Your 'Iron Horse' wasn't all wiped out, but you know better than I how many of you are still capable of fighting."

The Mountain Eagle had a hooked nose, a red face, prominent cheekbones, and a menacing appearance.

His eyebrows, in particular, were thick and unkempt, and his eyes were swollen with blood, clearly indicating that he was a man whose hands were stained with blood.

He chuckled and said, "Now everyone knows that your commander led a bunch of skilled men to the Forbidden Land to conduct illegal business, but lost most of them Forbidden Land."

Sixty went, and twenty returned.

"Half of them are still lying in the hospital waiting to die. Right now, if there are more than ten men in this West Nine Alley who can fight, I'll cut off their penises and give them to you on the spot!"

"What, you think you can scare us away with some old, weak, sick, and disabled people? No way!"

Looking around, Luo Yan saw that, just as Mountain Eagle had said, not only could he not see the gunmen in the windows, but there were only two or three burly men on the walls on both sides of the alley.

The others included women, children around fifteen or sixteen years old, and elderly people with white hair.

By any measure, they were no match for "Flower Shirt"; the alley was full of burly men in their prime, each brimming with arrogance. What could "Iron Horse" possibly use to fight them?

Guan Peng roared, "So what?"

"As long as I'm around, you ' Flower Shirt ' won't get your hands on 'Iron Horse'!"

"Guan Peng!"

The Mountain Eagle cried out, "What else do you have besides a moment of bravery?"

Did you intend for these people here to accompany you on your journey?

"Did you really think that's all the people from ' Flower Shirt ' came here?"

The next second.

Countless figures surged from the rooftops of the surrounding buildings. Men dressed in Flower Shirt, carrying machine guns and large knives, surrounded West Nine Alley from their elevated positions.

Even where Luo Yan was standing, several men in Flower Shirt got up, but before they could see the scene on the rooftop clearly, a gust of wind hit their faces, and with a series of thuds, they were kicked off by Luo Yan and landed on the ground in the alley, unable to get up for a while.

In the courtyard of the "Iron Horse" (a type of police vehicle), the elderly and children were so frightened that they retreated and hid inside the house.

Guan Peng looked around, his veins bulging, and roared, "Is Lei Qi even a man?!"

"When our commander was around, he didn't dare utter a single word."

"Now that our commander is gone, do you know how to bully a whole bunch of widows and orphans?"

Mountain Eagle laughed heartily, "What's wrong, you surnamed Guan, scared now?"

"It's good that you know fear."

"Master Lei Seven a man of great benevolence and courage. He knew that with your commander gone, 'Iron Horse' would be left without anyone to look after it."

"A group of women and children like you would be bullied, so we kindly took you in."

"Who knew you Guan Peng, were so stubborn, refusing to agree no matter what, and even thinking you could hold onto 'Iron Horse'?"

"Pah! You won't listen to reason, so who can you blame but yourself?"

Mountain Eagle added, "However, Master Lei Seven just kept instructing me to win people over with virtue."

"How about this? We'll each send three people to play three rounds."

Best of three.

"If you win, Master Lei Seven said that I, ' Flower Shirt,' will never again set my sights on your 'Iron Horse.'"

"Furthermore, if anyone provokes your 'Iron Horse' gang, we ' Flower Shirt ' gang will stand up for you!"

"As for losing, I think there's no need to say more."

Now that things have come to this, Guan Peng has no choice.

He glanced at the elderly and children in the yard, gritted his teeth, and said, "Fine, I'll hit them!"

The Mountain Eagle shouted, "That was exhilarating!"

Then, turning back, he asked, "Who will lead the charge?"

"I'll do it!"

Among the men in the Flower Shirt, one shouted, and then another walked by.

This man was 1.7 meters tall, not particularly tall, but after taking off his Flower Shirt, a tight vest was revealed underneath, showing his muscular body and thick calluses on his fists and elbows.

Luo Yan used his ' Eye of True Suchness ' to casually read the other party's information.

' A Jing, 29 years old, a key member of the gang ' Flower Shirt '.'

'Realm: Beginner Level 3'

Looking at the 'Iron Horse' team, Guan Peng nominated a tall, thin young man to compete.

Chen Xi, 24 years old, member of the "Iron Horse" mercenary group.

'Realm, Beginner Level 2'

Their strengths are roughly equal.

Luo Yan picked up a small stone, glanced at it, and threw it behind him. It hit a member in the Flower Shirt who had just gotten up and poked his head out, making him scream and fall back down.

By this time, a clearing had been made in the alley.

The members from both sides stepped forward empty-handed.

After the Mountain Eagle shouted "Begin!"

Chen Xi of 'Iron Horse' took the initiative, charging towards his opponent and delivering a fierce straight punch to A Jing's face.

Both of them were skilled in martial arts.

They quickly broke into a fight in the alley.

After a brief exchange of blows.

A Jing used a feint to trick Chen Xi, and then launched a fierce attack.

Having made a fatal mistake, Chen Xi immediately became passive. After parrying for a while, he was struck in the back of the knee by A A Jing's whip kick.

Chen Xi immediately fell to her knees, and then was hit in the face with a vicious knee strike by her opponent, knocking her unconscious on the spot.

"Stop when you've made your point."

"A Jing, come back!" Mountain Eagle chuckled, looking at Guan Peng. "Looks like we're in the lead for now."

"Guan Peng, who should we send for the second match?"

"Be careful, if you lose this, you're finished."

On the rooftop.

Luo Yan closed his eyes slightly and said softly, "'Iron Horse' has lost."

Yes, 'Iron Horse' lost.

If they can win the first match, then with Guan Peng as a skilled player, they can at least secure a draw.

But now that 'Iron Horse' has lost a round, even if Guan Peng himself goes out to fight, ' Flower Shirt ' can pick anyone to fight, as long as Mountain Eagle doesn't participate, they can cover for them.

Looking at the entire 'Iron Horse' mercenary group, only Guan Peng can fight against Mountain Eagle; the others are no match.

Therefore, as long as Guan Peng plays in the second match, "Iron Horse" will definitely lose.

However, can Guan Peng not play?

In the courtyard, Guan Peng pondered for a long time before finally stepping forward, "Mountain Eagle, for the second match, how about you and I face off against each other?"

Luo Yan nodded slightly. Guan Peng's move was a solution, albeit a last resort.

He would win a match against the Mountain Eagle.

Therefore, the outcome of the third game remains uncertain.

This creates room for a turning point.

But Guan Peng could think of it, how could Mountain Eagle not?

The man laughed and said, "We've already won the first round, so I won't go all out. I'll let the other brothers handle the second one."

"If they lose, I can take on the third match myself."

"Guan Peng, have you made up your mind? Do you want to play in the second match yourself, or let a younger player do it?"