Outside Chikan Bay.

Special Military Operation Forces.

The combat command center formed by two troop carriers parked together.

"Report the current situation."

Bear Chief Warden sits on a stool.

Behind him, a spliced screen displays known information, and the intelligence team’s technicians are busy with it.

Outside the temporary combat command center, rows of prison guards stand neatly in formation.

Hyde Prison Warden, Misa Prison Warden, and Prison Chief Hong Zhu stand at the forefront of the squad.

"Inside Chikan Bay, evil has proliferated to the point where a clean-up is imperative. There are more than ten verified Grandmaster level Martial Artists, and the number below Grandmaster level is incalculable.

The entrances and exits of the main road will be carpet-swept by teams A and D, while team B will follow the plan and penetrate from the side. The operation start time will be judged based on the scene..."

The prison guard reporting the situation was interrupted by a worker suddenly bursting into the command room.

"The residents’ evacuation has been completed."

Upon hearing this news, Bear Chief Warden sat upright.

He turned his head to look at several area chiefs outside the troop carrier and saw eager excitement on Hyde and Misa’s faces.

He then grabbed the radio by his side: "You all heard, begin the operation!"

Bang, bang, bang, bang.

Several armored vehicles simultaneously turned on their lights, and dazzling red and blue lights flashed on top of the vehicles.

The vehicles started moving slowly, rolling towards the street entrance.

Misa Prison Warden twisted his neck twice, then turned and waved his large hand, leading a squad of prison guards behind the armored vehicle.

Meanwhile, Hyde Prison Warden led team D to disperse quickly into Chikan Bay to find vantage points.

If someone were to look down from a height at this moment, they would see densely packed personnel running around on the ground.

The difference between the regular army and the criminal forces lies in the equipment, which is markedly disparate.

The criminal forces need various channels to obtain some pistols, rifles, or, at most, some heavy snipers.

In short, they certainly lack heavy firepower.

But the regular army is different; even the lowest-level prison guards have their own sidearms.

During such special military operations, any prison guard would be fully armed, even equipped with bulletproof vests, equipment that is basically unnecessary here.

Led by Misa Prison Warden, team A personnel charged into Chikan Bay together with the armored vehicles.

With such a powerful Grandmaster Martial Artist at the helm, the prison guards behind him became all the more courageous.

...

On the other side of Chikan Bay, in Peace Alley.

Xiao Xueyin led thousands of members of the Complete Villains, swiftly heading towards the Nanxing Association’s territory.

Originally, he adhered to his words, training the discipline of these Complete Villains members, at least to ensure these punks wouldn’t crumble to pieces at the first sign of trouble.

Though he was merely at the threshold of Martial Artists, his strength was more than sufficient to act as their instructor.

Unfortunately, just spending a morning letting these punks know what strict orders mean, he received news that Oshima High School was coming to Chikan Bay to smash the scene.

As the direct force of Lv Bai, Chikan Bay’s Speaker, facing such a sudden event, he definitely had to take people there to bolster morale.

"Speed up!"

Xiao Xueyin shouted loudly, but the team’s marching speed barely changed.

Given that they only trained for one morning.

Even killing a dozen people to establish authority couldn’t entirely reform these punks’ loose behavior, barely making them slightly better than before training.

...

Beyond the Complete Villains, other major forces in Chikan Bay were also heading towards Nanxing Association’s territory.

Not to mention maintaining the dignity of Chikan Bay, saying all parties must unite.

To put it bluntly, the bosses themselves were still on site, and the others had to arrive.

Of course, the first to arrive was the Crow’s people.

After a night of fighting, the remaining combat-ready Crow members were merely seven or eight, but these Crow members were all Innate Martial Artists, a crucial force everywhere.

"Captain! We’re here!"

The Crow members directly shouted as they charged into Oshima High School’s front lines, greatly easing the pressure on the remaining Nanxing Association members.

Crow Captain had no energy to respond to his underlings, as he was gradually falling into a disadvantage before Oshima Faction’s main general, Big Flower Arm.

The situations of Thirteen Orphans, Noah Zorro, and Lou Yunyi weren’t optimistic either.

Compared to Oshima Faction’s main general, who fights daily, these heads of major forces who lay around collecting money were inherently weaker.

What’s more, the fatigue from overnight combat hadn’t yet recovered; holding on was manageable, winning was out of the question.

Luckily, old Grandmasters like Master Liu San and Brother Kong served as firefighters, or else the battle would have already collapsed.

After Simba took down Dao Zheng Wood, boosting Oshima’s morale, he focused his eyes solely on Lv Bai, no longer concerning himself with others.

The White Eyebrow Bat King and Xiao Fengze stood by Simba’s sides; given Dao Zheng Wood’s previous example, neither dared to approach lightly.

Simba acted as if the two didn’t exist, stepping forward towards Lv Bai, bellowing sternly.

"Come, you should understand that their fights are meaningless, only our duel can end this war!"

Lv Bai sighed helplessly, tilting his head and shrugging like a little bear.

"Why are you fixated on me? Aren’t three Grandmaster Martial Artists enough opponents?"

"You’re Chikan Bay’s Speaker; only you are worthy of a duel with me!"

As Simba spoke, he accelerated his pace.

Quickly approaching Lv Bai, he swung a straight punch in his face.

This was the meeting rite between top Grandmasters; it could also be considered probing.

But even as a probe, its force equaled a full-strength strike from an ordinary Grandmaster.

Through this confrontation, both hands would gauge the opponent’s level.

Simba anticipated a clash with Lv Bai, but unexpectedly, Lv Bai’s figure vanished suddenly before his eyes.

It was as if he was just a projection, never a real person.

Simba swept his gaze left and right, attempting to locate Lv Bai’s traces.

"People often say that loving someone means giving them freedom."

Lv Bai’s gentle voice unexpectedly emanated from behind Simba: "You seem to be somewhat too extreme."

Simba’s drilled instincts reacted instantly, faster than his own thoughts, backhanding a swift elbow strike.

But it still missed.