"Bang!"
The heavy hammer crashed to the ground, and the stench of blood spread, thick enough to turn the stomach.
Lian Youming's eyes abruptly narrowed behind his iron mask. He glanced to either side out of the corners of his eyes. Two people had appeared beside him, a man and a woman, both in close-fitting black outfits with tight cuffs and trouser legs, looking tough and efficient. Together with the fourth boss, they formed a three-pronged formation for a coordinated attack.
Soldiers fought soldiers, generals fought generals. The North District thugs, who had been terrified out of their wits by the slaughter moments earlier, now saw him held in check and skirted around him as though fleeing a flood or a savage beast. "Kill!"
Yang Qing gave a cold smile at the sight and led the Green Gang disciples forward to meet them.
Figures also darted through the streets and alleys, choosing their opponents, pursuing them in fierce combat, and shifting their battlefields.
For a time, the sounds of fighting came from every direction.
Lian Youming swept a glance at the two beside him. The man had sinister eyes and brows and crouched low, gathering himself like a tiger about to pounce. With a turn of his hands, he drew a pair of Midnight-Meridian Mandarin Duck Yue from behind his back. The woman stood in a pool of blood. Both index fingers dipped and hooked sharply, drawing a pair of iron rulers from the outsides of her thighs.
The Midnight-Meridian Mandarin Duck Yue were also called the "Sun-Moon Heaven-Earth Swords." They could slice vital areas such as the wrists, ankles, and throat, trap an opponent's weapons, and were easy to attack with but difficult to defend against. The iron rulers resembled iron forks and were also known as "Acupoint-Strike Rulers."