Upon seeing reinforcements arrive on their side, San and the twenty-odd men who had been scared out of their wits immediately breathed a sigh of relief, their tone turning tough: "Hahaha, Qin Tian, Da is here, let's see how arrogant you can be now."
San said this as he ran a few steps to the front of the fat man, wearing a bitter expression as he said: "Brother Da, Qin Tian went crazy today, all my eighty or so brothers are done for."
This fat man was none other than Fatty Pig.
Initially, after hearing the news, Fatty Pig had been skeptical. Although he rushed out, he didn't take it too seriously.
But now, seeing the scene in the hall, he couldn't help but be taken aback.
He could see that the hall he was familiar with had the floor stained with blood, severed limbs piled everywhere, akin to a living hell.
Especially standing at the door, there were indeed only Qin Tian and a few others.
If the other side had brought hundreds or dozens, and dozens had died on his side, Fatty Pig wouldn't have found it unusual.
But for eight or nine people to have killed over eighty of his own, it was simply unimaginable.
Fatty Pig knew Qin Tian well and couldn't imagine Qin Tian having such fighting power.
Fatty Pig quickly looked toward the door, seeing eight blood-soaked figures standing there, requiring careful discernment to recognize Qin Tian and Mountain Cannon among them.
However, being extremely cunning, Fatty Pig, while shocked for a moment, promptly regained his composure, sneering as he said: "Qin Tian, I wasn't looking for you, but you came to me. I've wanted to eliminate you for a long time, and here you are today."
Qin Tian laughed heartily, saying: "Fatty Pig, since you took over the Eight Great Gangs and ruled the Eight Great Streets, you've turned it into chaos. Today is perfect, let's sort out these accounts together."
Fatty Pig snorted, saying: "Do you think your mere eight or nine people can settle accounts with me? Just so you know, the hundred or so behind me aren't pushovers."
Qin Tian pointed at the nearly hundred corpses before him and said: "These people weren't pushovers either, and yet here they lie."
Fatty Pig sneered, shaking his head, saying: "Qin Tian, Qin Tian, I don't know what you've been on today, but if you're courting death, I won't stop you. Today, I'll show you why I can rule the Eight Great Streets single-handedly."
Finishing this, Fatty Pig turned his head, addressing the hundred-plus behind him: "Let Qin Tian see the real strength of our gang."
At Fatty Pig's command, the hundred behind him responded in unison, walking out in formation to stand on either side of Fatty Pig.
Though they only walked out simply, their steps were in perfect sync, silent, carrying an aura completely different from the previous disorganized crowd.
Upon seeing this, Qin Tian involuntarily gasped.
Qin Tian immediately understood that he could kill the previous eighty, but these current hundred posed a different challenge. The previous eighty could be considered a rabble; this hundred were an elite force.
Qin Tian then realized why in just a few months, Fatty Pig could dominate the territory that previously only the Eight Great Gangs could control. He indeed had his unique methods.
Seeing Qin Tian's shock, Fatty Pig smirked triumphantly, saying: "Qin Tian, now do you understand? This is my trump card. These hundred men aren't ordinary. Each one is a mercenary from the Golden Triangle, each battle-hardened, surviving the hail of bullets. With these hundred men, it's not about your eight or nine; even your eight or nine hundred wouldn't stand a chance."
Upon hearing these hundred were mercenaries from the Golden Triangle, Qin Tian gasped once more.
In the Golden Triangle, only outlaws lived, and those who survived there were formidable, not to mention mercenaries.
If he had been at full strength earlier, he might have had a fighting chance, but now, there was no hope for victory.
Seeing this, Fatty Pig laughed coldly, saying to Qin Tian: "Qin Tian, taking into account our old connection, if you kneel now and surrender, I might let you die quickly. I won't torment your brothers either. Otherwise, if I capture you, I'll make you wish for death."
Qin Tian hesitated once again, feeling the urge to retreat.
Just then, a calm voice came from behind Qin Tian: "Don't forget, you are wolves, and wolves never back down. Wolves who turn back do so either to repay a favor or exact revenge. Without such reasons, a turning wolf is just a dog."
Hearing Wang Yan's words, Qin Tian and the others, who were already contemplating retreat, immediately stood firm, their eyes reigniting with fighting spirit.
Originally, seeing Qin Tian about to surrender without a fight, Fatty Pig had become self-satisfied, but upon hearing those words reignite Qin Tian's spirit, Fatty Pig frowned.
Earlier, Fatty Pig had spotted Wang Yan, but Wang Yan stood there calmly, with an air entirely different from the murderous Qin Tian, so Fatty Pig hadn't paid him much mind.
But hearing Wang Yan's few words revive Qin Tian's spirit made Fatty Pig take Wang Yan seriously in his mind.
However, seeing Wang Yan's youth, Fatty Pig didn't pay much attention, dismissively saying: "Some people just provoke with words, sending others to life and death while they stand behind, talking." The source of thɪs content is ɴovᴇl(F)ɪre.ɴet
Hearing Fatty Pig insult Wang Yan, Qin Tian angrily shouted: "Shut up, you dare disrespect my boss!"
When Qin Tian uttered the word "boss," Fatty Pig started, glanced at Qin Tian, and asked: "This person's your boss? Qin Tian, why'd you pick a student for a boss?"
Qin Tian glared at Fatty Pig and replied coldly: "I just realized I shouldn't say boss. Since we're wolves, then he's our king."
After saying this, Qin Tian turned to look at Wang Yan and said: "Wolf King!"
Mountain Cannon and the others immediately also turned to Wang Yan, bowing, and called: "Wolf King!"
Wang Yan looked at Qin Tian and the others before him, a faint smile on his face, and said: "Good, you've finally transformed, worthy of being called wolves."
Qin Tian said: "Wolf King, now we'll clean up the remaining hundred plus."
Wang Yan waved his hand, saying: "No need, since I'm the Wolf King, let me tell you this: when facing foes the wolf pack can't handle, it's the Wolf King who should step in."