The fierce battle between the twenty-plus men and the Blood Hall had raged for eighteen minutes and was now nearing its end.
Huzi’s forehead was drenched in sweat; his clothes were torn in two places, and blood was seeping out. Yet, he still stood firmly before the gate, dagger in hand, his expression one of unwavering resolve. No one dared to charge the gate anymore. Nearly thirty men lay sprawled on the ground in miserable states. Blood covered the earth, turning their red uniforms a deep, dark crimson. Liu Lang and his men were in similar shape—wounded, clutching their weapons, standing tall amidst a circle of fallen bodies. The sounds of agony were incessant; many Blood Hall members had their arms shattered, rendering them unable to hold anything ever again.
Twenty men converged from all directions, surrounding Lord Hu and Song Zhong. Only Song Zhong remained, pinned in place by Lord Hu. For the people hiding inside the villa, this scene was an unparalleled mental shock. They could never have imagined that the aggressive, formidable Blood Hall would be reduced to nothing more than trash littering the ground. It was clear now just how powerful Tiandun Security truly was.
Chapter 559