"Move!"
On Heping Branch Road, two men, drenched in blood, shouted as they shoved their way through the pedestrians.
A large group of thugs armed with various weapons were hot on their heels.
At a rough count, there were at least a hundred of them.
The pedestrians along the way weren't afraid of people running through the streets hacking at each other. They simply stepped back in surprise and watched the commotion.
The two men fleeing for their lives looked frantic, their eyes filled with unmistakable terror as they sprinted blindly ahead.
Their flight sent the street into chaos, and the disorder grew worse by the moment.
Xiang Heizhi knew he couldn't keep running like this. After forcing his way through a crowd, he immediately grabbed the lackey beside him and turned into a nearby alley.
They ran on for a while, stopping only once they'd reached a secluded spot deep in the alley. They leaned against the wall and gasped for breath.
"Damn it! Looks like we're really done for this time."
Xiang Heizhi punched the wall behind him. After steadying himself, he turned to look at the only lackey who'd managed to escape with him.
He offered some reassurance. "Hah... Xiaoli, you've all been loyal to me, and I've seen it. Hah... Don't worry. As long as we make it out alive, we can always make a comeback!"
Xiaoli grinned, then winced as the movement tugged at his wounds.
"Ah... That's right, Brother Xiang. I believe in you. When you make your comeback, I'll still be your lackey."
Before they could say anything more, they noticed a figure appear out of nowhere at the alley entrance.
The person blocking the way was a boy who looked harmless. A white cape resembling a navy uniform hung from his shoulders,