Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chaotic Sword God
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Apocalypse Gacha
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
I, The Dragon Overlord
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 10: Augustus and the Sultana
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 210: Trump Card
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 703- Nightmare Cannibal Body
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chapter 155 - Dekan Doesn't Swindle Honest Folks
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chapter 154 - Mauleon's Wealth-Building Skills
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 867 - Godlike Party
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 702- Tough battle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 754: Testing
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 175 - Spirited Away By A Skill
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Book 08 Chapter 060: Ground Control Palace, Everlasting Nether Capital!
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 141: Sealed Artifact
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 209: You Said It
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 392: The Dirt Mound on the Hill
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 235.1: What Is the Strongest Human? Tactical Retreat (1)
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3707: Searching for Clues
Is It Too Late to Leave the Chat Group?
Book 06 Chapter 066.1: Heads Delivered from Afar, Part 2
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 9: Scraping It Clean
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 208: Banquet
Back at Dirt Street, the Ma Family and the Yuan Family had already gotten into formation. Nearly a thousand people stood against one another, and the weapons in their hands reflected cold glints. The atmosphere was so tense that it was almost palpable.
Amidst the crowd, Yuan Ke glared at Old Ma as he asked, “Just because we allowed you to run free thus far, you really think that you are a bigshot? I’ll ask you one last time. Are you backing down or not?”
“I have already sealed off the roads, so how can I back down now?” Old Ma was still as composed as ever. He slowly turned to the crowd behind him and asked, “Guys, what do you say?”
“Once our supply route is cut, we’ll starve to death!” a brawny man roared furiously.
“Are you all able to afford the Yuan Family’s medicine?” Old Ma turned to the citizens living in Dirt Street and roared.
“We can’t!”
“Then what do we do? Wait for death?”
“The hell will we wait! If we aren’t going to get any medicine, we might as well let all hell break loose!”
“Get them!”
“…!”
Hundreds of people shouting in unison formed a tremendously grand sight. Those on the Ma Family’s side began to press forward steadily.
Yuan Ke looked at the massive crowd before him with an awful look on his face. He turned to beckon Ol’ Three and the others over and said, “Settle this. No matter how bad the aftermath is, our company will be able to hold the fort.”
After that, he turned around and began walking away.
Those on the Yuan Family side began opening up the crates that had been delivered over and took out the weapons inside. Judging from the appearance of their equipment, it was already clear what they had was at a higher level. They were a bunch of people who had a steady income, after all.
“Clear the entrance!” Ol’ Three ordered with a roar.
Hulala!
Hundreds of people rushed toward the storage room where Qi Lin was hiding at.
Bang!
At this moment, a gunshot echoed in the air.
Everyone suddenly fell silent.
With his gun raised up high, Qin Yu bellowed loudly, “Platoon Commander Yuan, this matter isn’
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