In the early morning, just as the sky began to lighten, the slum on the outskirts of Paradise City was relatively quiet. But suddenly, dozens of cars stopped along its edges, and one by one, men wielding various firearms stepped out, gathering together.

"Brothers! Does the new stuff hit the spot or what?"

In front of the crowd, Hong Jiu, with his slicked-back hair, looked exuberant, as if he was at an all-time high but still retained considerable composure.

"Yeah!"

"Hell yeah!"

"This new drug is awesome! I feel like I can take on ten guys right now!"

...

About two hundred men in front of him, each armed with different firearms, responded in unison.

"Glad you like it! Now let's wipe out this dump ahead of us! That'll definitely get everyone even more pumped! Brothers! Charge forward!"

Hong Jiu didn't waste many words. He stirred the drug-fueled energy of the men eager to release it and led them charging into the slum ahead, starting a shooting spree like a crazed celebration, launching into a violent and unrestrained massacre!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The weak doors of several slum shacks were almost simultaneously kicked open with brute force.

Bang bang bang bang!

The residents inside the shacks, just waking up, were engulfed by bullets fired through the doors, falling into eternal slumber without even having time to scream.

Boom!

There seemed to be some kind of explosion nearby, followed by loud cursing from a man.

"Go for the heads! Aim for the heads! You idiots high on the new stuff still can't shoot straight?!"

"Mr. Zhang! Who the hell told you to bring a rocket launcher?! You blow up the goods and you'll pay for it!"

"Baldy! Put that damn machine gun down! We don't want minced meat!"

...

As soon as the massacre started, Iron Fist Gang leader Hong Jiu was furious because he found many of his men were too high and totally forgot his earlier instructions. Fortunately, they were well equipped, and under his urging, quickly got back on track, allowing their raid to continue progressing.

A half minute earlier, at the core of this slum, inside the interconnected tin shanties of the Iron Wolf Gang.

"Boss! Wake up! About two hundred people are coming to kill us!"

A chubby summoner suddenly woke up on a worn-out sofa, calling to Wang Zhifan, who was pretending to nap on a chair a few meters away.

"Hmm, they came just in time. Gather everyone to prepare for battle."

Wang Zhifan replied calmly, suggesting he had already sensed their approach.

In fact, he had anticipated this possibility, and to prevent leakage of his plans, had long stationed Dream Me Avatar outside in several places for covert surveillance, not relying entirely on the summoned beasts of his summoner teammates for recon.

"Two hundred people coming? Do we really have to face them head-on? Boss, we've only got one life, you know."

Quickly awakened, the other three players resting on the sofa expressed concern. The female gunner among them looked severe after hearing about the enemy, indicating she hadn't really slept all night.

"Don't worry, I'll neutralize them first. You two just focus on picking them off from a distance. Hurry up, and don't let any important targets get killed by someone else."

Wang Zhifan stood up and led them quickly out of the shack.

At this time, they could already hear the sound of gunfire and occasional screams coming from the distance outside, signaling the enemy's bloody purge had begun.

Then, in a few seconds, Wang Zhifan encountered Kun and other people, barely dressed and armed, rushing out, clearly also awakened by the enemy's attack.

"Kun, go call everyone out to fight."

Upon seeing probably his only reliable subordinate, Wang Zhifan immediately gave the order.

"Okay boss, I just checked Liu's place. He seems to have already run away."

The squinty-eyed youth Kun nodded hurriedly but first reported that someone had quietly fled during the night, specifically the skinny man whom he had recently replaced as second-in-command.

"Ignore him. Just call out everyone willing to fight. Those who don't put their all won't get any share of the benefits later."

Wang Zhifan seemed to have anticipated this situation and didn't seem to care at all. After sending Kun to gather the men, he took his four teammates and started moving.

At the same time, on the other side, Black Fist Gang leader Hong Jiu, who had brought over two hundred drug-fueled fighters, had already cleared out more than a dozen shacks on the outskirts of the slum, killing nearly thirty people. In fact, considering that these guys were decently equipped and high on the latest drugs, this efficiency was a bit low for them. But Hong Jiu kept demanding headshots, forcing them to avoid using more powerful weapons, which reduced their efficiency.

There were attempts at retaliation from the slum residents, many of whom owned firearms, albeit ragged ones. Yet, they were utterly incapable of resisting these raging gang members. Each proved incredibly agile and lethal, akin to the most skilled special forces. Often, just as the residents aimed their guns from hiding, they were immediately spotted and headshot from afar. In short, the slum stood no chance!

"Great job, brothers! Wipe them out! Bonuses for everyone when we return!"

Finding his raid smoother than expected, Black Fist Gang leader Hong Jiu shouted excitedly from the rear.

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