"Alright! Let's do it!!!"
Time returns to the present moment.
Deep in the alley.
Silent undercurrents are surging.
Over fifty figures, divided into nine groups, rush through the alley exuding the smell of mold and urine.
No noisy slogans.
Only the urgent and suppressed sound of breathing and the slight splashing sound of stepping over puddles.
Choosing to act right after the casino's grand opening during the day was meant to catch the Blood Wolf Gang off guard.
They would never have expected that the Cyan Dragon Gang, fresh from a grand opening, would reveal deadly fangs while entertaining guests.
Fang Qingyu's squad only had six members.
Mouse, Old Qin, Jiang Wei, Wei Banmeng, and Old Lü, who insisted on coming despite his unhealed injuries.
Their target was a moderately sized Nightingale Nightclub run by the Blood Wolf Gang at the edge of Gray Rock District.
According to the intel assigned by Lei Meng.
