Rat-tat-tat!
A storm of dense metal bullets set off a crimson hurricane!
This is a war!
The Black Rasha and the others do not know what they are facing.
They will face the completely transformed members of the Wildfire Gang.
After long-term training, the marksmanship and awareness of the Wildfire Gang and the Hunters are now beyond what these ordinary gangsters can compare with.
To put it bluntly, the gangs in the Upper City District are like middle school students compared to kindergarteners in the Lower City District.
The sound of assault rifles echoes, as dense bullets fly, as lives are mercilessly harvested, as blood begins to erupt, and a stage is laid with a carpet of blood, as one corpse after another becomes the perfect sacrifice for this hunting ceremony.
The declaration of war was complete at this moment.
