The wasteland dwellers observing from a distance were dumbstruck at the audacity the pair showed.
Having noticed the mercenaries' faltering combat will, Tang Zheng guessed he might have hit the jackpot and quickly tried to sow discord among them.
"Is your life worth as much as a bar that isn't yours?" Tang Zheng shouted and threw a hand grenade. There was a thunderous explosion, and the area was soon filled with smoke.
Some of the mercenaries scattered while others stood their ground. But after a minute, they too broke ranks, because the juvenile soldiers had regrouped at point B1 and were cutting them off from retreat.
Street gunfire soon ceased, and Tang Zheng had the situation under control. Lu Fan led a group of young soldiers, blocking the bar entrance without chasing the fleeing mercenaries and setting up a machine gun.
