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The thugs from the Fierce Tiger Gang died peacefully.
For Zhou Chen, killing them was as easy as squashing bugs.
Flesh and blood splattered as the last headless corpse slumped to the ground. In an instant, many of the malicious, prying eyes in the shadows vanished. The gang members loitering on the street all grew wary at the sight. After exchanging glances, they hurried away. Within a few breaths, the entire street was empty.
This was the deterrent power of an Ascender.
In remote, underdeveloped places, a Tier One Ascender could easily raise a small army, claim territory, and become a local warlord if they so wished.
Zhou Chen searched the bodies but only found a few daggers and some small-denomination bills. They were clearly low-level members of the gang, most likely just using its name to throw their weight around.
