Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 924: 567, Overwhelming Team Battle!

Xiao Qi solemnly said, “As long as I’m alive, I won’t let anyone get close to here.”

After Luo Wanya crawled in, Zhang Mengchan curiously asked, “Brother Xiao Qi, have you met the boss?”

“I haven’t,” Xiao Qi shook his head, “but I know he’s a very formidable person.”

“By the way, how did you negotiate with those landlords this afternoon? They’re all like bone-crunchers. How did they agree not to raise the rent?”

Xiao Qi chuckled, “Those landlords are actually pretty nice. They agreed after just a little ‘persuasion.’

Zhang Mengchan: “…”

The two waited in silence, Xiao Qi quietly squatting on the ground like a wild wolf, his muscles tensing and relaxing, always prepared to launch into attack mode.

After about two hours, there was some noise again from the sewage channel.

Luo Wanya was the first to crawl out, laughing as he said, “This sewage channel really stinks, damn it, but it is indeed a secret passage.”

Zhang Mengchan curiously asked, “Lao Luo, where did you go?”

As soon as he spoke, another person crawled out from the sewage channel, their face darkened with dust, except for their conspicuous white teeth when they grinned.

The first, the second, the third… until the 108th.

Zhang Mengchan, looking at the continuous stream of people climbing out of the sewage channel, was dumbfounded, “So many people?”

They each hugged Xiao Qi, who didn’t mind the dirt, “You’re finally here! Before, I heard about the plan and thought we lacked manpower. Now, it’s just right for a big fight!”

More than a hundred brothers laughed happily, and one of them said, “Lao Luo, mission accomplished, 108 should be here, and 108 are here, not one less!”

“Well done, Xiao San,” Lao Luo hugged the man.

Xiao San glared angrily, “I told you not to call me that!”

“You used to rank third, what else should we call you besides Xiao San?” Xiao Qi teased.

“Can’t you call me Lao San?”

“Got it, Xiao San.”

Zhang Mengchan watched their filthy yet playful antics, “You guys…”

“These are all our people, rushed over from City 18,” Luo Wanya laughed, “These guys are the core members of the Parents’ Meeting. They are excellent fighters and even captured a Red-robed Bishop from the Mechanicus alive!”

At this point, someone at the back of the crowd complained with a toothache expression, “Can you stop bragging about capturing me alive? Enough is enough! What will other family members think if they hear it?”

“Hahaha!”

At this moment, Luo Wanya’s expression turned serious, “Everyone, the reason I called you here, you should know how important it is.”

The crowd fell silent.

Luo Wanya continued, “I still can’t tell you what exactly the boss wants to do, but I can say this: the battle in City 22 is the most crucial part of his plan, so there can be no mistakes, understand?”

“Understood!” the crowd replied in unison.

Zhang Mengchan, listening to the unanimous response, suddenly felt a surge of invigorating strength.

He also suddenly realized a problem: if these people’s strength levels were similar to Lao Luo and Xiao Qi, then flattening a gang in a city wouldn’t be an issue.

Even the Dragon Pattern Gang wouldn’t have so many D-Class and C-Class Genetic Warriors, right?

Though, as a tool of profit for some officials, the boss of the Dragon Pattern Gang surely had extraordinary means.

The boss of the Dragon Pattern Gang seems to be a B-Class?

Zhang Mengchan thought, not as good as my own boss.

And at this time, looking at the vigorous warriors in front of him, Luo Wanya knew everything was about to begin.

After their battles in City 22, these people would take their experiences and spread them to each city in the Federation, which was the most important.

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At 3:30 a.m., the street racers in the Ninth District gradually quieted down.

Zhang Qinghuan was anxiously pacing in a shadow, impatiently waiting.

When he saw Luo Wanya and others appear covered in mud, he immediately approached them, “Something’s happened, something big!”

Luo Wanya raised an eyebrow, “What’s wrong?”

Seeing Lao Luo, Zhang Qinghuan felt like he’d found a backbone, “It’s bad. The thirty people we handed over before, the higher-ups think it’s not enough. They want us to hand over another thirty. Where can we grab another thirty bandits on short notice?”

“Is that it?” Luo Wanya said, “Don’t panic; I thought you were going to organize a big choir or something.”

Zhang Qinghuan: “…This is no time for jokes.”

“You started it first,” Luo Wanya smirked, “From your expression, I’m guessing there’s more than just this, right? What’s the other issue?”

“Someone secretly delivered a message saying three gangs nearby want to ambush us. The residents on their side are all flocking to the pigeon coop, and it’s getting a bit out of control,” Zhang Qinghuan whispered.

Luo Wanya hesitated for a moment, “Then that’s our thirty needed task numbers, isn’t it?!”

Zhang Qinghuan was also stunned, so this was your response to an ambush?

Could you respect the other gangs a bit?

At 4 a.m., Jiang Mubei suddenly sat up in room 4403, “Boss, there’s movement.”

Xu Linsen stood up, walked to the window, and looked out at the street shadows outside the pigeon coop. More than three hundred people were slowly creeping in, holding iron rods and knives, a few carrying pistols.

“They’re not after us,” Xu Linsen said, “Looks like this art gang has made a lot of enemies. Xiao Bei, a ray of light suddenly shone into the darkness, and thus the light was guilty. You asked other residents just now too; they all said the art gang didn’t exploit them extra, which breaks the rules for all the gangs. I don’t know what this art gang is up to, but it’s definitely better than the other gangs.”