The battle came quickly and left just as swiftly.
After Baiyu knocked out the Crow, the remaining prisoners scattered like birds and beasts. Only Old Crow Head remained, sitting far away in the bushes, savoring the scene he had just witnessed.
"Is it over just like that?"
After a long while.
Old Crow Head came over, trying to kick the Crow's body, but it didn't move an inch.
The muscle density of a Tier Nine Martial Artist is far greater than that of ordinary people. With the same physique, their weight could be more than twice that of an average person, and Old Crow Head's kicks felt like kicking a stone.
"Just passed out."
Baiyu pondered his strategy.
Though the Crow was knocked out and subdued, the people behind him were still unknown. Since the other party dared to cut off the surveillance, playing such a risky game...
It was likely someone from the Armed Department, and their status should not be low.
But why do they want to kill me?
