"What's the big deal?" Lu Bai tilted his head.
The battle in the Clocktower Dam area wasn't just between the Jin Family Gang and the Crows. They had expected as much from the start.
After all, the position of Chikan Bay's top boss was bound to draw the attention of every major gang. It was only natural that others would join the fray.
"Someone's blocking the road into Clocktower Dam."
Dao Long quickly answered, then added, "There are at least a hundred of them. Judging by their clothes, they're probably from the Noah Party."
Of course, any group still daring to approach Clocktower Dam at this point was no minor outfit.
The so-called Noah Party was one of Chikan Bay's major gangs, controlling an area roughly the same size as Peace Lane.
Its leader was a Grandmaster martial artist named Noah Zorro, a formidable fighter.
Lu Bai thought back over what he knew about the Noah Party, then waved his hand. "Don't worry about it. We'll fight our way in."
This was a gang war, not a dinner party. There was no need to talk about kindness, courtesy, humility, or restraint.
Dao Long clearly thought the same way. He leaped dozens of meters and quickly charged toward the Noah Party's men.
"P-please... let me... go..."
Hei Jinbao crushed the head of the Crow member in front of him with one stomp, then expressionlessly wiped the blood from his forehead.
He seemed dazed. By now, he could barely remember how many fights he'd been in lately.
There hadn't been a moment's rest all day. They'd fought from daylight into the night, and now the sun had risen again.
He'd faced countless opponents along the way. Some he'd beaten back; others he'd killed on the spot.
Without a Grandmaster's physical constitution