In the world of martial arts, grind your skill level to become a saint.

"Damn it... damn it! Get him!!!!"

After a brief silence, the scene fell silent.

The bald man who was hit by the bottle finally reacted, his eyes wide with rage, and he covered his forehead, roaring fiercely!

His face was covered in blood; the wine bottle that had flown from who-knows-where had smashed right onto his forehead!

No matter where the bottle comes from or what angle it flies from, the only people here who would take action against him are members of the Mountain Gang!

"Go! Kill them all! Whoever can cut off this bald guy's head, I'll be his second-in-command!"

Liu Dashan of the Dashan Society roared and charged out first!

The group of underlings behind him were all stunned when they heard this, but they all followed suit.

Soon, the two sides were locked in a fierce battle!

Huo Zhen and the others followed at the back of the group, their steps involuntarily rushing forward.

They never expected that this situation, which should have been a non-confrontation, would turn into a fight the next second.

The leader of the Sanhe Gang has already been bloodied, and he will certainly not let this go tonight.

A bloody battle is inevitable.

Huo Zhen glanced behind him. At the very back of the group, the member of the Dashan Gang who had met them earlier was holding a Mauser pistol and staring coldly at the henchmen they had paid to hire.

If anyone dares to back down at this moment, they will be shot dead on the spot by these people who are watching!

As for why these people are willing to choose armed combat rather than using guns to resolve the battle, it is probably because they are afraid of too many casualties.

After all, the lethality and efficiency of firearms are indeed unmatched by cold weapons.

"Money isn't so easy to get after all..."

Huo Zhen thought to himself.

His gaze then drifted towards a tenement building in the distance.

At that moment, several figures dressed in black Zhongshan suits, with leather belts and holsters, and wearing peaked caps, stood there, quietly looking down at the chaotic battle below.

Based on their somewhat familiar style of dress, Huo Zhen could roughly guess who these people were.

Tonight, the Big Mountain Gang and the Triads are fighting here. With so many people gathered here, the commotion will naturally reach the Chinese police station.

But the appearance of the police station was not what surprised Huo Zhen.

What surprised him was that the bottle from earlier seemed to have come from that direction.

However, due to the darkness of the surroundings, no one could see exactly where the bottle came from.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

As the two teams grappled with each other, Huo Zhen and others who had been brought in as accomplices eventually joined the fight.

Huo Zhong suddenly snatched a round, blackened wooden pot lid from somewhere, using it as a shield in his left hand and an axe in his right to fend off the attacks from the surrounding Triad members.

Huo Zhen also took out the short knife he carried with him. He couldn't find anything else to use as a shield, but he nimbly avoided the attacks from all around by using the dodging footwork in his basic fist techniques.

He had mastered the basic boxing techniques, so dealing with the small fry in these gangs wouldn't be a big problem.

Occasionally, as the sharp blade in their hand tore through the approaching figure, a heart-wrenching scream would rang out, and then others would take their place, eliminating them as easily as slaughtering chickens or sheep.

Since both sides had already seen bloodshed and people had died, they showed no mercy in their attacks, hacking away relentlessly.

The pungent smell of blood quickly filled the entire street.

As the fighting intensified, many people lay dead on the street.

Those who can remain in the field are almost all quite skilled.

Huo Zhen continued to try to avoid being ganged up on and constantly changed positions to evade them.

At the same time, they were constantly observing the situation on the field.

Because many people were lying down, he was able to see some of the fighting going on ahead.

To his great surprise, in the center of the battle, there were several figures who seemed to be exchanging martial arts techniques.

These people were all experts from two different gangs, that is, martial arts practitioners.

The most eye-catching scene was the clash between the two figures at the very center.

He was the leader of the Mountain Gang and the Triads.

Liu Dashan was still shirtless, but his forearms had been covered with shiny silver iron rings.

His moves were wide and sweeping, and the iron rings on his forearms would sometimes loosen and sometimes tighten as his muscles tensed. With each punch, the rings vibrated, making his punch heavier and more powerful.

Although the bald leader of the Triad gang on the other side wielded a large broadsword and possessed refined and fierce swordsmanship, he did not gain any advantage over his opponent.

Instead, due to the opponent's skillful punches, he was forced back step by step and almost retreated to a corner.

"Are these the martial artists of this world?"

Huo Zhen gripped the short knife tightly in his hand, silently thinking to himself.

This was the first time he had ever seen real martial arts since he came into this world.

After witnessing Liu Dashan punch a hole in the wall, Huo Zhen was truly certain that this was not one of the traditional martial arts for strengthening the body from his previous life, but a real killing technique!

A punch like that, landing squarely on a person, could undoubtedly kill them instantly!

Even from some distance, one could still feel the heavy pressure contained within that attack.

However, not every martial artist can be as outstanding as Liu Dashan.

Compared to the battle between these two, the fights between other people were much more ordinary and closer to the lives of ordinary people.

"You little bastard, it seems I went too easy on you last time, not killing you outright. Today you actually dare to be a dog for the Mountain Gang!?"

In the midst of the chaos, a familiar angry shout suddenly reached Huo Zhen's ears.

"Wang Mang?"

Huo Zhen looked in the direction of the sound and saw Wang Mang standing with a human head under his feet, staring at him with a pair of scarlet tiger eyes.

The next moment, Wang Mang stopped talking and charged forward with a gleaming cleaver in his hand.

It seems they intend to completely eliminate Huo Zhen tonight.

"What a small world... I was just wondering why I hadn't had a chance to find you...!"

Huo Zhen also did not expect to meet this guy tonight.

I was still fuming from the anger I felt during the day.

Gripping the dagger tightly, Huo Zhen showed no fear and charged towards Wang Mang as well.

The two closed the distance quickly, and then simultaneously picked up their sharp weapons and aimed them at each other's vital points!

However, both of them seemed to have been prepared. Wang Mang swung his cleaver at Huo Zhen, but Huo Zhen nimbly dodged it by tilting his head.

Huo Zhen thrust his dagger toward Wang Mang's heart, but the latter twisted his body to dodge it.

Both of their attacks missed, and Wang Mang's eyes widened in surprise. He hadn't expected Huo Zhen to be able to dodge the speed of his sword swing.

However, he reacted just as quickly. As he turned to the side, he raised his leg and kicked out hard, aiming straight for Huo Zhen's throat. His strength and speed were both impressive, clearly showing that he was a trained fighter, and his moves were vicious and ruthless.

Huo Zhen reacted just as quickly, raising his elbow to block the attack, and immediately thrusting out his dagger, cutting a gash in Wang Mang's calf, causing blood to splatter instantly!