Noxus Glory

Chapter 93 Alleyway Clash, Fireworks Abound

The air in the dimly lit alley was filled with the stench of sewage.

A group of gang members dressed in black, looking like fierce demons, quickly moved through the alleyways.

Whether it's a passerby you meet on the street or a poor person who is just about to go out to find work.

They looked at the Gray Wolf gang members in front of them, their expressions changed drastically, and they quickly moved aside, afraid of attracting the attention of the other side.

Perhaps unable to contain his curiosity, a member of the Gray Wolf gang with a scarred face walked up to the middle-aged man and spoke respectfully.

"Boss, according to the information Raoul provided, the two people we just encountered should be with that Noxian scout, right?"

"Why let them go? Why not teach them a lesson?"

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man stopped and looked at the scarred gang member beside him. His eyes flickered, and he spoke softly.

"Now is not the time; martial law in the capital has only recently ended."

He pointed to the camp outside the capital, implying, "We've set one up. The gang leader can use it as cover to barely deal with the inquiries from above."

"If we do all of this, it will attract the attention of the Northern Chapter, and we'll be in big trouble."

The Scarred Gang member suddenly realized, his expression becoming even more respectful: "But they've already noticed what's going on with the Moore family, I'm afraid..."

"Trust the gang leader and the others." The middle-aged man patted the scarred gang member on the shoulder and chuckled softly.

"We only tampered with things, we didn't kill them, so why are they making trouble for us?"

Upon hearing the middle-aged man's offer of help, the Scarred Gang members became respectful.

Recently, the Grey Wolf Gang has gained considerable influence, not only occupying a large amount of territory but also recruiting many daring and aggressive members.

The Scarred Gang members in front of me are the ones who recently joined the Grey Wolf Gang.

He quickly gained the middle-aged man's favor through ruthless and cruel methods.

The middle-aged man looked at the Scars Gang members and their followers, noticing their awe and fear of the Noxian Legion. He narrowed his eyes and recounted the information the gang leader had mentioned earlier.

"In a little while, the Grey Wolf Gang will become the largest gang in the slums!"

"At that time, not only will the Noxian soldiers be feared, but even the officers will not need to be afraid of them."

Upon hearing the middle-aged man's words, the gang members following behind him stopped caring about the torture of the Noxian scout and continued chatting and laughing.

In the depths of winter, the days are short and the nights are long.

However, by the afternoon, the sky had darkened somewhat.

The dim light in the dark alley gradually affected the putrid environment of the slum.

The Gray Wolf gang members, laughing and joking, reached a crossroads in an alley and vaguely saw a hazy figure standing ahead.

"Hey, who's there? You're blocking my way!"

The scarred gang member following the middle-aged man, holding a short knife, stepped forward and shouted.

As the distance closed, the Scarface gang member's eyes turned red, and he gripped the short knife in reverse as he gradually made out the blurry figure.

He wore a clean and tidy linen robe, had a tall and strong physique, and a long sword hung at his waist.

There was also a handsome face, staring at him expressionlessly.

"You're asking for death, uh!"

puff!

In the dim light, a flash of cold light disappeared.

Huo Jixing gripped his longsword tightly and gently tapped the scarred gang member in front of him with the hilt engraved with flame patterns.

Pfft!

The strong body crashed to the ground, splashing up some dirty water.

After a brief silence, angry shouts echoed through the alley as Gray Wolf gang members, wielding various weapons, surged towards their enemies like a boiling black tide.

"hehe!"

Looking at the scene before him, Huo Jixing chuckled softly and slowly walked toward the surging Gray Wolf Gang members.

puff!puff!puff!

The slender, sharp longsword, like a pale elf, danced gracefully on the crest of the black waves.

However, beneath the seemingly beautiful scene, a bloody stain could not be concealed.

With every step Huo Jixing took forward, a member of the Gray Wolf Gang would fall to the ground, spilling foul-smelling sewage.

Gradually, crimson blood mixed with murky sewage, creating a blood-red path.

Clang!

The long sword was sheathed.

Huo Jixing stood before the middle-aged man clad in chainmail, smiling politely as he said, "We meet again!"

"Uh..."

The middle-aged man looked at the Gray Wolf gang members lying dead on the ground, unable to utter a sound, his heart filled with shock and fear.

He swallowed hard, loosened his grip, and let the short sword fall to the ground.

"I'm Mickey from the Grey Wolf Gang. What can I do for you?"

"I ask, you answer, understand?"

Ignoring Mickey's question, Huo Jixing patted the other's cheek and smiled, as if the killing just now was nothing more than an ordinary thing.

"Yes, sir, I will absolutely answer all your questions to the best of my ability!"

Mickey nodded quickly, fine beads of cold sweat trickling down his temples and face.

The person in front of him was simply too powerful; in just a few steps, he had killed all of his men.

"When did you start targeting the Imperial Pension Fund?" Huo Jixing asked directly, getting straight to the point.

He followed them for half the way and had already roughly understood the reason for the Gray Wolf Gang's operation.

"Huh? What compensation? We're just holding it temporarily for Moore's widow!" Mickey's eyes gleamed.

The moment he saw Huo Jixing, he knew that the matter could not be left unresolved.

Whether it's the other side discovering the situation of Moore's widow, or the fact that so many Grey Wolf gang members have died now.

The two sides have become mortal enemies.

His purpose in interrogating the Noxian scout without killing him was to make the scout back down.

But he never expected that the other party would act unpredictably and attack directly.

"As you know, in the lowest rung of the slums, a mother and son with so much money are bound to attract unwanted attention. How could our Grey Wolf Gang just stand by and watch them fall into the hands of villains?"

As Mickey racked his brains and began to explain, he tried to figure out how to escape the killing machine before him.

But as he saw Huo Jixing's increasingly cold eyes, his heart sank to the bottom.

"We really didn't know it was imperial pension; in the end, it was just taking advantage of someone who had no one left," Mickey said softly, abandoning his pitiful act and licking his dry lips.

"As for you, sir, shouldn't you think about how to face the capital's guards?"

He pointed to the corpses lying all over the ground, and straightened his back slightly, as if he had taken the initiative.

"Tsk tsk. With your skills, are you a deputy centurion? Or a deputy centurion?"

"Eating off the heirs of the family is indeed a very good excuse." Huo Jixing stretched out his right hand, pressed down on Mickey's shoulder, and gently applied force, instantly producing the sound of bones cracking.

"Aaaaaah!"

In the next instant, a painful and piercing wail rang out.

Mickey swallowed the words he hadn't finished speaking, reached out his left hand, and frantically pounded on Huo Jixing's arm, trying to break free, but to no avail.

"Shh, be quiet!" Huo Jixing put his index finger to his lips and whispered.

"Don't disturb the people around you!"

Mickey stared at the calm-looking man before him, but seeing the barely suppressed killing intent in his seemingly indifferent eyes, he forced himself to keep his mouth shut.

But his wide, terrified eyes and trembling body silently revealed the fear in his heart.

"Very good!" Huo Jixing nodded in satisfaction.

"Is the Grey Wolf Gang you keep mentioning trying to make me wary? And how am I supposed to answer the questions from the capital's guards?"

"So, your relationship has extended to the capital's guards?"

Huo Jixing pondered for a moment, then raised his left hand and placed it in front of Mickey, gently rubbing his thumb and forefinger together.

pat!

A crimson-gold flame of the Southern Flame ignited, dispelling the dim surroundings and illuminating Mickey's face.

"Let me tell you why I'm so reckless!"

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