Pshht...
In the crowd, a spurt of fresh blood burst forth, followed by yet another head hitting the ground. Instantly, a wave of panic erupted among the masses. Everyone scattered. Hei Hu urgently yelled, "Don't run, don't run; scattering will only make it easier to be killed!"
As soon as Hei Hu shouted this, those scattered individuals immediately calmed down. Each grasping a cleaver, they tightly huddled back-to-back, forming a ring, then watched alertly, fearing that Ye Chen might appear again without warning. Hei Hu held his carbine, his gaze vigilant as he scanned the surroundings, deliberately positioning a little brother behind himself for protection.
However, within mere seconds, another head fell to the ground. There wasn't outward panic among the crowd; their hearts simply trembled in fear.
"Wow, it's happened again!" Suddenly, there was tumult in the crowd.
