Time.
10:30 PM.
South District.
The center of all the night's events.
After the storm subsided, everyone fell silent.
Even those who had been passionately exchanging fire a moment ago temporarily forgot to pull the trigger.
Because everyone's gaze was fixated on the core area.
The center of the battlefield.
The two people who truly decided the outcome of this battle.
Old Xi Wen and the Skull Crusher.
Old Xi Wen was still standing there, the Skull Crusher's axe had not achieved any results, as it was still firmly held by Old Xi Wen.
Old Xi Wen was fine, still standing.
That was the truest thought in the hearts of the former allies at that moment.
The sudden roar in the storm just now was quite shocking, especially since Old Xi Wen seemed motionless at that moment, making everyone even more worried.
Luckily, Old Xi Wen was fine.
Instantly, the morale of the former allies surged as if the guns in their hands had become more powerful.
However…
The next moment.
