The air in the underground passage grew increasingly foul.
Wu Liangchen moved swiftly through the passage, following the crude map Iron Rat had provided.
From time to time, he would step on severed limbs—the remnants of gang warfare.
Just as he rounded a corner, a light suddenly flashed ahead.
Immediately, a dense constellation of laser sights covered Wu Liangchen's entire body.
Wu Liangchen stopped in his tracks, his eyes narrowing as he peered ahead.
Figures shifted ahead, where a crowd of armed men had blocked the passage completely.
"Pardon me, but this route has been claimed by our Blood Axe Gang. If you want to pass, you'll have to pay the toll." The cold voice belonged to the Vice-Gang Leader of the Blood Axe Gang.
The Blood Axe Gang's reasoning was simple. With their limited strength, they had no hope of finding the formidable man with the massive bounty from the Dome Group. Even if they did, it would be a suicide mission.
