"All the Dogmen in the slums have been hired?" Gao Ming felt that no gang would have done this. It had to be someone he knew. Only outsiders would build up their strength regardless of the cost, and Dogmen who had lost their self-awareness were the best helpers available at this stage.
"Yes! It's going to be a massacre! Blood will run in rivers tonight!" Jia Youzhi trembled all over, terrified. He had never been brave, and now he looked even more pathetic.
The spark that had ignited the conflict between the Takekawa Society and Wansheng was Gao Ming killing the hotel owner to protect himself. Both sides had wanted to de-escalate, but unseen hands kept fanning the flames, finally igniting the powder keg that was the Third District.
Every faction wanted to swoop in after the fighting and feast on Wansheng and the Takekawa Society. Some ambitious players even planned to put the Night Watch on the menu. What Gao Ming wanted was actually very simple: to spread the fighting further, turning the Third District into a meat grinder, a vortex that devoured everything.
If the Night Watch refused to act, he would impersonate them and act in their place. If the factions from other districts did not want to get fully involved, he would attack their bases and drag them into the mess. After all, Gao Ming's greatest advantage right now was that he remained hidden.
"Director Li, let's pull out! We'll make our donation, then hide somewhere else!" Jia Youzhi pleaded earnestly. He had just reached into his bag to show off the "fruits of his labor" when someone suddenly pounded on the door.
Ding Xiang and Wu Wei reacted quickly, snatching Jia Youzhi's bundle away and kicking it under the bed.
The door opened, and a