As they walked into town, the farmers that Zhang Heng rescued from the church ran into another group.
The tension in the air was palpable, where both sides had their weapons pointed squarely at each other.
The muscular black man standing in front shouted, "Davidson, you bastards! You conspired with the Cook gang to kill us all!"
The guy named Davidson, probably the leader of the town's residents, retorted in his defense. "Listen to me, Nikkor, we just wanted to teach you a lesson. I did not expect things to turn out this way. We made a mistake; we should never have trusted the Cook gang."
"Try telling that to those who are now dead!" Nikkor hissed. "Now, those bastards have all been killed by a good man named Zhang Heng. Why are you standing in our way?! Are you planning to finish what they started and kill us all?"
