"No!"

"This is impossible!"

"My father was a middle-tier martial artist wearing B3-grade battle armor, how could he possibly die?"

...

In the underground hideout, Eugene watched all of this through the monitor, on the brink of madness, completely losing the composure and calmness he had before.

The Two-Headed Gang's current scale was all thanks to his father, Nissen Walker.

With the strength of a middle-tier martial artist and B3-grade battle armor, he was a top-notch expert in the suburbs, and inside the city, where martial artists were forbidden to fight, no force could do anything against him.

This was the greatest confidence of the Two-Headed Gang, like a stabilizing force.

But now his father was dead, and in his own stronghold, how could he dare to believe it?

"That damned Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall! They must have hired someone from the Bone Forging Realm to assassinate him!"

"Madmen! Those people from the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall are all madmen!"

Eugene watched as Luo Wushang and the other six martial artists continued their slaughter on the monitor, his eyes filled with anger. There was also a little fear and confusion, but mostly regret.

He completely didn't understand; he only killed six men from the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall, which was a common occurrence in gang friction, at most, the Two-Headed Gang would have compensated with some martial artist resources.

But he didn't expect the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall to be so crazy and not just send six martial artists to attack but even go as far as flipping the table by hiring someone from the Bone Forging Realm for the assassination. It was something only a madman would do.

In the city, battles between martial artists are absolutely forbidden. This is the iron law of Chasing Light City.

Inviting a Bone Forging Realm martial artist to kill a gang leader is almost equivalent to destroying a gang, but the city's upper echelons will surely punish the forces that dare to flip the table afterward, even exterminating all the high-ups of that force is not out of the question.

He couldn't understand why the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall would go this far. Why couldn't they just have a proper conversation?

"Young Master, we also need to escape quickly. The gang leader is dead, and those four honorary elders definitely won't come. We can escape now amidst the chaos, but if those six martial artists catch up with us, we'll surely die." A bodyguard of the Two-Headed Gang, seeing Eugene still in a daze, urgently reminded.

"Right, let's run!" Eugene snapped out of it, the light returning to his eyes. "The city's upper echelons will definitely not let the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall off for this, and once I become a martial artist, I can reorganize the Two-Headed Gang!"

This time, the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall flipped the table, and the city's upper echelons will surely destroy them. Right now, he had a batch of Type Two Potions the Two-Headed Gang just bought from Red Moon Commerce, which could completely make him a martial artist.

As long as he becomes a martial artist and calls out, the former members of the Two-Headed Gang will definitely return without the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall around, and maybe his life could even get better.

Immediately, Eugene, with a few subordinates, carrying a suitcase full of Type Two Potions, headed for the tunnel to escape.

Crafty as a rabbit, although the Two-Headed Gang hadn't been in their stronghold on Nanxing Street for long, they had also secretly dug a passage. The tunnel led directly underground to a private shop on Nanxing Street, designed to ensure a safe escape if the stronghold was annihilated.

As Eugene and his subordinates neared the tunnel, less than a hundred meters away, a group in silver-grey clothing rushed into the underground, rummaging for something.

"Everyone hurry, the vice president said whoever finds the Two-Headed Gang's warehouse first can pick an item!"

The leader of the raiders, with dozens of looters, had eyes full of excitement.

Previously, when he helped move the Iron Heart Gang's warehouse, it was packed with riches, with over twenty bottles of Type Two Energy Potions alone. The Two-Headed Gang might not be as wealthy as the Iron Heart Gang, but they should at least have some Type Two Energy Potions.

If he were the first to find the Two-Headed Gang's warehouse, he could get a bottle, making advancing to a martial artist a lot easier.

"Boss, that lizardman looks like the one who took us down before," whispered a newcomer from the team, pointing at Eugene and his people, who were just in front of them.

"Damn! That little BOSS is here!" The bandit leader, seeing Eugene, whom he had a grudge against, laughed instantly. "You old bastard, you relied on numbers before. Now I'll show you what a just gang beatdown looks like! Brothers, let's go! Whether we get the loot or not is right in front of us!"

"For justice!"

"For the first blood!"

Dozens of players from three teams, seeing Eugene, called a little BOSS, had eyes lighting up, thinking they wouldn't get much benefit after the final BOSS was taken out by the team's experts. But unexpectedly, there was a hidden little BOSS underground, which they naturally wouldn't let slip.

Eugene, seeing the charging players, wanted to turn and run, but the tunnel was not far ahead. If they were pursued by this crowd, the six martial artists above would surely catch up as well, making escape impossible. He could only fight with everything he had.

The underground passage echoed with cries of battle. While Eugene wore B2 Level battle armor, each casual strike had a force close to two thousand kilograms, but facing more than ten players attacking recklessly, two fists couldn't fend off four hands. He was occasionally hit by Thunder Light Palm, spitting blood.

Until Eugene eliminated more than a dozen players, he was taken out by a jungle hero with a sudden Thunder Spear, putting an end to Eugene's sinful life.

"Damn! A B2 Level Battle Armor! Although it's a bit damaged, it should be usable after some repairs." The jungle hero removed Eugene's armor and couldn't help but rub his face against it.

The B2 Level Battle Armor is definitely T1 level equipment right now. After wearing it, one can completely engage martial artists, and even suppress ordinary extreme Initial Stage martial artists.

"Jungle Boss, big discovery, this little boss really dropped loot!"

The jungle hero looked at the suitcase surrounded by onlookers. Although the suitcase wasn't large, it was filled with Type Two Potions.

"Damn! Could this little boss be the mobile warehouse of the Two-Headed Gang?" The jungle hero stared at the suitcase full of Type Two Potions, eyes almost popping out.

Ten bottles of Type Two Energy Potions and ten bottles of Type Two Healing Potions, such wealth nearly amounts to half of the Iron Heart Gang.

"Collect them all, and hand them over to the vice president later." The jungle hero ordered, looking at the suitcase of Type Two Potions, "If this little boss can drop such generous loot, there should be a lot more good stuff here. Keep searching, don't even let a mouse hole go unchecked."

Everyone started excitedly exploring the entire underground of the Two-Headed Gang.

Meanwhile, on the other side on Nanxing Street.

Even though the night was dark and there were fewer pedestrians, a sense of panic swept through Nanxing Street with a large number of Two-Headed Gang members fleeing.

"What's going on? Why are the Two-Headed Gang members fleeing for their lives?"

"I heard earlier that the Two-Headed Gang was attacked and many members went to provide support, has something gone wrong at their headquarters again?"

"That can't be, the gang leader of the Two-Headed Gang is a Middle Tier martial artist. With such a powerhouse stationed there, what could possibly go wrong?"

"No, I just saw an honorary elder of the Two-Headed Gang running away. That was a master in the Entering the Micro realm, able to confront Initial Stage martial artists without a B2 Level Battle Armor and remain undefeated. Wearing a B2 Level Battle Armor could even oppose Middle Tier martial artists. If even such a master fled, the Two-Headed Gang is definitely facing big trouble."

Both the vagabonds setting up stalls on Nanxing Street and those coming to bargain hunt felt that something major had occurred with the Two-Headed Gang; otherwise, the gang wouldn't be in such disarray.

A curious crowd and members of various major forces could not resist heading to the headquarters of the Two-Headed Gang to see what exactly had happened to this prominent gang that's been in the city's outskirts for over thirty years.

As they approached within two hundred meters of the Two-Headed Gang, each person couldn't help but tremble at the sight before them.

Beneath the Two-Headed Gang Building, blood was everywhere, and the fallen members of the Two-Headed Gang numbered in the hundreds. Centrally on an open space in front of the building's entrance lay a two-headed Lizardman, though now merely a bloody mess—but those familiar with the situation of the Two-Headed Gang knew for sure that this must be their gang leader, Nissen Walker.

By the Two-Headed Gang Building's entrance, besides the deceased Nissen Walker, there were several Human Race individuals dressed in silver-gray clothing, stripping bodies one after another. When they saw Lizardmen fleeing from the building, they rushed to eliminate them, stripping off their battle armor like demons emerging from the Abyssal Hell.

"What the hell is going on?"

"I know those clothes; they belong to Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall. These people must be from Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall!"

"So it was Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall that attacked the Two-Headed Gang's headquarters?"

"Oh my god! What did I just witness? The Two-Headed Gang was actually wiped out by Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall?"

As everyone looked at the members of the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall who were all that was left of the Two-Headed Gang headquarters, they couldn't believe their eyes, with some even collapsing to the ground, goosebumps covering their whole body.

The Two-Headed Gang, situated in the city outskirts for over thirty years with more than eight thousand members, its overall power far surpassing that of the Iron Heart Gang, vanished in just one night. The instigators of this were none other than Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall, which has been at war with the four major forces continuously. How could anyone believe this?

Members of various major forces witnessing this scene fought back their intense doubts and fears, quickly accessing their smart watches to report everything back.

In no time, news of the annihilation of the Two-Headed Gang and the death of its leader Nissen Walker spread throughout Chasing Light City in less than half an hour, prompting members of high rank in various major forces living in the city to be suddenly awakened in the middle of the night by their subordinates.

"What did you say? The Two-Headed Gang was wiped out? That Nissen Walker is dead?"

"Was it that Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall who did it?"

Whether it was battles between suburban gangs or the annihilation of any suburban gang power, forces within the city hardly cared. However, tonight's annihilation of the Two-Headed Gang made city-dwelling major forces have to take notice.

Nissen Walker!

An authentic Middle Tier martial artist, though not an extreme Middle Tier martial artist, yet equipped with B3 Level Battle Armor. It was almost impossible for someone like him to be killed in the city, yet he's dead now; this is not a trivial matter for the major forces living in the city.

"Could it be that Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall hired outside Bone Forging realm experts?"

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