West landed a clean uppercut as final attack, sending the gangster flying nearly thirty meters before crashing through an abandoned storefront.
BOOM!
The driver who had witnessed the entire encounter was left in awe. In less than thirty seconds, this young man had defeated four awakeners.
'Who in the world is he?'
West dusted off his hands as he returned to the passenger seat. "Drive."
The truck accelerated, speeding further ahead in a bid to flee this territory.
However, that brief battle had been far from quiet.
Lights flickered on throughout nearby buildings and voices echoed.
"Who's fighting?!"
"The Black Jackals are under attack!"
Sirens fashioned from rusted steel began blaring and within seconds, dozens of gang members from the same Black Jackals flooded nearby streets.
"There!"
"A truck!"
"Stop them!"
Bullets struck the truck's metal exterior.
PING!
PING!
PING!
The driver screamed. "They're everywhere!"
West looked behind. "Keep driving."
