"Now, it's just me and the Fourth Elder, plus a heavily wounded Seventh Elder. I'm afraid we won't be able to hold out much longer."
At this moment, Charles is both worried and somewhat angry. How dare Dyson! If the old Gate Master returns from the Roca Mountain Range, he will surely kill him, twisting his head right off!
Then Charles took a deep breath and murmured to himself, "Evil Eye Fist, East Nine Gates, Eastern Alliance Plan. If the Red Vulture Fist really falls under Dyson's control, even if the old Gate Master returns... alas, the Blood Fist has aged after all…"
Hummm!
At the intersection where the Red Vulture Fist Dojo is located, the sound of a car engine suddenly came from around the corner. Several nearby patrolling gunmen in black hurried over, one hand quickly resting on their hips.
Whoosh!
A square-headed black car abruptly charged out from around the corner.
With maximum horsepower, it fiercely thrusted into the street.
