Another heavy kick landed on the man and his eyes rolled to the back of his head. At this point, Song Xingchen yelled, "Let’s go!"

We tore hell for leather out of there when Song Xingchen suddenly pulled me into an alley. Right where I just stood, a brick on the wall had been blown off, scaring the daylights out of me.

I gasped, "It seems the reward order has gone up yet again! These criminals don't care whether I live or die!"

"Let’s go back to the motel first,” suggested Song Xingchen. “The streets are too dangerous."

When we returned to the motel and entered our room, we were greeted by a pair of guns. Song Xingchen raised his sword reflexively. After a brief stalemate, the Wolf King put down his guns and sighed with relief, "Where have you been? Don't you know that it’s dangerous? How can you still wander abou...