"So what?" Lv Bai tilted his head slightly.

The battle in the Bell Tower Dam area wasn’t just between the Jin Family Troupe and the Crow; this was a scenario they had anticipated from the start.

After all, the position of the leader in Chikan Bay would undoubtedly draw the attention of all major factions. It’s normal for other top forces to enter midway.

"The road to the Bell Tower Dam is blocked."

Dao Long quickly gave an answer and then added, "At least a hundred people, judging by their attire, they should be from the Noah Party."

Of course, at this time, anyone daring to approach the Bell Tower Dam is undoubtedly not a minor force.

This so-called Noah Party is also one of the top factions in Chikan Bay, controlling territory almost the size of Peace Alley.

The leader is a Grandmaster Martial Artist named Noah Zorro, with formidable strength.

Lv Bai recalled the intelligence about the Noah Party, then waved his hand, "Don’t worry, just fight your way in."

This is a gang war, not a dinner party. There’s no need for niceties.

Dao Long clearly shared this thought, leaping dozens of meters to swiftly attack the Noah Party members.

...

"Please... please, spare me..."

Hei Jinbao crushed the head of the Crow member in front of him with a single stomp, wiping off the blood from his own forehead expressionlessly.

He looked somewhat dazed; he could hardly remember how many fights he had been in during this time.

It hadn’t stopped for an entire day, fighting from dawn to dusk, and now the sky was brightening again.

He had faced many opponents along the way, some he repelled, others he killed on the spot.

If not for his Grandmaster Level physical endurance, maintaining such high-intensity fighting would be impossible.

What made Hei Jinbao uneasy was that the situation in the Bell Tower Dam was still ambiguous after all this fighting.

Because none of the participating factions were weak, including the Daoist Sect, Crow, Noah Party, Nanxing Association, and others...

All the major top factions in Chikan Bay were inevitably involved.

Even as strong as his Jin Family Troupe was, it couldn’t possibly fend off so many opponents on its own.

Moreover, they were among the first forces to step into the Bell and Drum Tower area, undoubtedly incurring the greatest losses.

Throughout the Bell Tower Dam, the chaotic noise from the Martial Artists’ violent attacks was constant, with frequent screams and roars.

Even around Hei Jinbao, the fighting never ceased for a moment.

When you’re mixing in Chikan Bay, everyone naturally recognizes Hei Jinbao. In battle, both sides instinctively distance themselves from him.

"Jinbao!"

Three Jin Family Troupe cadres supported each other as they emerged from the dim corner.

These three cadres were Martial Artists, but after a whole night’s battle, their bodies were exhausted, and their nerves had to stay highly alert. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

"Useless."

Hei Jinbao cursed unceremoniously at the sight.

Then he took a slightly bent cigar from his tattered pocket, clamped it in his mouth, and with a trembling hand, lit it with a lighter.

The three cadres kneeled to the ground, one with his forehead touching the ground.

"Jinbao... we..."

Before they could finish a sentence, three pigeon egg-sized stones suddenly shot out from the dark alley behind them.

With unstoppable force, they pierced through the heads of the three cadres.

Thirteen Orphans stepped out of the alley’s shadows, his tone slightly mocking, "No mercy at all, Jinbao."

Hei Jinbao was unfazed, instead speaking coldly, "If you were caught by him, what else could you be but useless?"

"Jinbao, I don’t like hearing that."

Thirteen Orphans had his hands in his pockets, looking nonchalant.

Hei Jinbao’s lung capacity was impressive, as he smoked the cigar in his mouth in one go.

Then he roared, and as thick smoke poured from his mouth, he quickly lunged at Thirteen Orphans, his fist shooting towards Thirteen Orphans’ chin like a cannon.

Bang!

Thirteen Orphans seemed prepared, pulling his hands from his pockets with lightning speed.

Palm over palm, he perfectly blocked Hei Jinbao’s swinging punch.

However, Hei Jinbao’s powerful punch still lifted Thirteen Orphans into the air, his feet leaving the ground by more than two meters, almost flinging him away.

Thirteen Orphans did not take the full hit, but instead used the momentum to do a backflip landing.

He shook his numb hands and said sinisterly, "Jinbao, I really don’t want to fight you."

"Shut up, don’t I know you? Are you plotting something bad again?"

As he spoke, Hei Jinbao raised his right hand, clenched his fist, and with an overwhelming force, swung it down like a tidal wave.

He had no intention of conversing with Thirteen Orphans, punching one after another, leaving Thirteen Orphans with no time to speak, despite having thought through his words.

After a few rounds, even Thirteen Orphans couldn’t help getting angry.

"Hei Jinbao, you’re a fucking madman!"

Thirteen Orphans stopped holding back, launching counterattacks rapidly.

One could tell from their body shapes that Hei Jinbao’s strong and muscular frame leaned towards brute force.

The relatively slender Thirteen Orphans was clearly technique-based.

The fight between them essentially boiled down to whether Thirteen Orphans could wear down Hei Jinbao or if Hei Jinbao could land a solid punch on Thirteen Orphans first.

It must be admitted that when two Grandmaster Martial Artists genuinely go at it, the impact on the battle is quite amazing.

The continuous dull sounds were enough to set one’s teeth on edge, each collision creating exaggerated shockwaves.

After a round of entanglement, Thirteen Orphans suddenly delivered a whip kick, sending Hei Jinbao flying over a hundred meters, crashing through several buildings along the way.

This blow was quite damaging, but Hei Jinbao’s thick skin prevailed, and not only did he quickly climb out of the rubble, but he also charged towards Thirteen Orphans without hesitation.

Like a tank on the move, he indiscriminately took out combatants from various factions along the way, leaving none unscathed.

Making such a commotion, it was impossible for the factions scrapping in the Bell Tower Dam to not take notice.

Even the Crow Captain, who had fought Hei Jinbao before, couldn’t help but exclaim, "Strong, really strong!"

Noah Zorro stood before the Crow Captain.

As the leader of the Noah Party, one of Chikan Bay’s top forces, Noah Zorro had a bushy, curly brown beard and distinctly Caucasian features.

He showed no fear due to Hei Jinbao’s rampant demeanor, instead speaking with confidence.

He grinned at the Crow Captain.

"Oh, buddy, don’t worry. Once I’m done with you, Hei Jinbao is next."