In the woods roughly two li from Sleeping Monkey Flat, a fierce battle was underway.
The experts under Wang Yefeng had followed his instruction to "set the ambush farther out," never imagining that those two li would now become an impassable gulf.
When they heard the Heavenly Thunder Bombs explode and prepared to surround and kill their targets, seven figures intercepted them.
They were the Beggar Gang's martial instruction elder, "Wine Beggar" Chai Maolin; its law enforcement elder, "Mad Beggar" Yu Qingshan; the three branch masters of Great Benevolence, Great Wisdom, and Great Trust; the Beggar Gang's young leader, Lu Kunlun; and his junior brother Yue Yang, who had previously been in secluded training.
Such a lineup was an iron wall!
Wang Yefeng's men included formidable fighters from the northwest and great experts of the Tongyou realm, but against the frontline fighting strength of the world's largest gang, even they were helpless!
"Someone..."
"Someone, hurry..."
When Wang Yefeng's cries reached them from the valley, the eight northwestern experts grew all the more anxious.
"Get out of my way!"
The black-clad man leading them had worked himself into a fury. "Do you know who we are?!" he snarled. "Even the world's largest gang can't afford to cross us!"
"Heh, heh, heh..."
Wine Beggar Chai Maolin, who faced him, was a kindly-looking old man, but an overwhelming fist intent surrounded him!
He tipped his head back for a drink and smacked his lips. "At my age, with one foot in the grave, I really would like to know who I can't afford to cross. What is it? Are you from the Embroidered Uniform Guard or the Eastern Depot?"
"..."
Are you trying to make fools of us?
Their leader seethed inwardly. *If we were from the Embroidered Uniform Guard or the Eastern