At this moment, within Macau's major casinos, the situation seemed even more chaotic than outside the doors of the Macau Grand Hotel.

It was true that all the major casinos had closed for the day, an unexpected turn for all the gamblers. But since the casinos were shuttered, there was no need for them to linger there; they simply found other places, gathered groups of people, and set up their own games.

Perhaps it was precisely this fact that saved them from disaster. The Dragon Gang members appearing at the entrances of the legitimate casinos were killing anyone on sight—no matter who—if they weren't part of the Dragon Gang and dared to loiter near the casino doors, they were shot without a second word.

"Marquis!" Tian She pushed the door open and hurried inside, spotting Qin Hou standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, observing the outside. A slight smile touched his lips. "There are quite a few Dragon Gang members outside now—a full thousand, perhaps."

"And still more coming. Look over there!" Qin Hou shook his head at the mention, pointing in another direction. "The Dragon Lord’s estimate was correct. The Dragon Gang is certainly focusing its main assault on the Century Grand Casino. The other casinos are mere child's play, which is why the greater numbers are amassed here."

"Indeed. Good. We have everything prepared too. The machine gunners are set. The moment they step across the threshold, they will be met with bullets," Tian She replied with a faint smile.

"It's just... Snake, don't you sometimes feel that the Dragon Lord exudes a profoundly dangerous aura?"

Hearing Qin Hou suddenly ask this, Tian She looked thoroughly puzzled, knitting his brows. He inquired, "Marquis, why do you ask that?"

"Nothing, just a casual thought," Qin Hou glanced at him, then turned back to look outside. "The current Dragon Gang leader must surely be at the Macau Grand Hotel. Yet, the Dragon Lord positions himself right at the Dragon Gang's stronghold. Such an arrangement, such foresight, such..."

As he spoke, Qin Hou’s admiration grew. This audacious style of operation was something only Yang Yi would dare attempt. First, using certain elements, then leveraging others, blinding everyone's eyes. Even if one could guess his moves, they wouldn't believe he would actually execute them. This high-level manipulation created numerous critical junctures, opening the door to countless variables—the true calculation of a superior leader.

"I understand what you're implying, Marquis." Tian She’s expression grew slightly deflated upon hearing this, though he managed a smile. "These events merely prove that our generation is aging; we can no longer keep pace with the Dragon Lord's generation."

"Haha, the more I think about it, the more disheartened I become," Qin Hou chuckled wryly.

"Disheartened over what? It was all destined anyway. Right now, neither the Dragon Gang nor the Green Gang anticipated this—not even you or I did. If we hadn't known beforehand that the Dragon Lord disguised himself when leaving the Macau Grand Hotel, we’d still be completely in the dark," Tian She said.

"A favored son of heaven!" Qin Hou suddenly burst out, uttering those four words. "The Dragon Lord is a true warlord among prodigies. What he possesses is something neither you nor I can attain. I genuinely worry that our future days will be arduous."

"............" Tian She remained silent, but his expression clearly conveyed his complete agreement. After a moment, as if noticing something, he spoke up: "Marquis, they are starting."

"Oh...!" Qin Hou responded with a knowing smile as he looked down.

In front of the Century Grand Casino doors, densely packed men in suits gripped pistols, showing no fear of being seen. Even if the police were present now, they would likely be shot without hesitation.

"Report: We have the casino completely surrounded," a suited man reported to the leader, a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was one of the Twelve Fiends of the Dragon Gang, the Head of the Blood Fiend Hall. He glanced at the Century Grand Casino. Though the lights were bright, the main doors were firmly shut, and not a single soul was visible near the building. He frowned. "It seems they knew we were coming here long ago. Brothers, follow my command: break in immediately!"

"Yes! Hall Master."

The suited man acknowledged the order, signaling with his pistol toward the men behind him before beginning to advance.

Watching this suited man lead a group toward the Century Grand Casino doors brought to mind the old saying, 'Dying before achieving one's goal.' Though perhaps not perfectly fitting, it strongly suggested that the first person to step through the Century Grand Casino's threshold would be the first to die.

Bang! Bang! Bang!!!

"Splatter!" ... The leading suited man was dramatically mowed down by sustained machine gun fire. With every bullet that struck him, droplets of bloody fat sprayed outward.

"Everyone, watch out!" The Head of the Blood Fiend Hall immediately backed up several steps, shouting out in alarm, while his own trigger finger targeted specific positions.

Bang! Bang! Bang!!!

Instantly, gunfire erupted, signaling the commencement of the night's major battle.

"Young Master, this is the Dragon Gang Headquarters ahead."

A black sedan pulled up in an alleyway about a hundred meters from the building that was once the British Consulate but was now the Dragon Gang Headquarters. Feng Shi glanced at Yang Yi beside her and asked, "Young Master, should we have those five hundred men report to you now?"

"No need. Have them surround the Dragon Gang Headquarters directly, and send a few squad leaders to report," Yang Yi opened his car door and stepped out, looking at the headquarters with a cold sneer brewing in his heart.

Feng Shi did not reply, merely making a call from the car before stepping out herself. She watched the bloodthirsty sneer coating Yang Yi's lips, and her delicate frame involuntarily trembled.

Yet, barely two minutes after Yang Yi stood there, three figures dashed through the darkness, stopping only when they reached him and bowing their hands. "Greetings, Dragon Lord."

"Mm. How are things prepared?" Yang Yi waved a hand dismissively.

"Everything is ready. Five hundred men, all equipped with top-tier machine guns," one of the Black God Guards reported.

"Have you sent men inside to scout? How many are stationed here now?"

"We scouted. Fewer than a thousand personnel."

"Good!" Hearing this, Yang Yi’s face broke into a wide smile. He commanded, "Charge in!"

"Yes!" The three Black God Guards clasped their hands in acknowledgment, then brought their fingers to their lips and let out a sharp "Hiss!" Suddenly, countless heads emerged from the darkness, each man resting a black machine gun on his shoulder. The ammunition was undoubtedly the 120-round DG Zero Model, boasting fierce recoil and 9mm casings capable of piercing the human body.

"Charge!" Yang Yi gestured grandly, transforming into a leopard lurking in the night. His figure seemed too swift to be caught by the streetlights.

He carried no machine gun himself, but he had this contingent of gunmen under his command, so he wasn't worried about his own safety. Furthermore, given his current strength, he feared no bullets. If he so wished, for anyone short of someone possessing superior strength, leaving a mark on Yang Yi with a bullet would be harder than climbing to heaven.

However, incredible events were not only brewing here. Over at the Hainan border, a group of men in black exchanged a few words before aiming their A-47 rifles forward, nodding to one another.

"Gang Leader, the Black God Gang is guarding the front. Once we pass through this tunnel, we can reach Macau directly; the journey should only take about an hour," Liu Xinbei reported to Qing Long, who sat beside her.

"The Black God Gang is truly pushing too far. They've sent men to block every major route from Hainan to Macau, clearly hoping to prevent our men from reinforcing the Dragon Gang," Qing Long said, his expression filled with extreme resentment. He got out of the car, took the machine gun offered by Liu Xinbei, and, with a fierce look, pulled the trigger directly at the dark maw of the tunnel.

"Rat-a-tat-tat!" After firing several bursts, Qing Long stopped and shouted loudly, "Get the hell out here! Aren't you Black God Gang bastards so arrogant? Why are you hiding inside like scared turtles?"

A tunnel, as the name suggests, is a passage bored straight through a mountain or under the earth. Once its lights are extinguished, it means utter darkness, making it impossible to see what lies within. Qing Long and his men did not charge into the tunnel but stopped before it, clearly cautious. If something went wrong, anyone stepping inside might be completely vaporized, which would be disastrous.

"Boss, the Green Gang Leader really can't shake his ingrained habits; his language is so vulgar," a Black God Guard muttered to his superior beside him.

"Ignore him. We just need to execute the Dragon Lord's orders," the Black God Guard leader disdained Qing Long's rant, prioritizing Yang Yi's command. After a pause, he asked, "Are we all set?"

"Ready. The moment the Green Gang dares enter this tunnel, we detonate immediately. Then it won't be us killing them, but the entire mountain crushing them," the Black God Guard stated chillingly.

"Good. Let’s pull back."

"Understood!"

"Old Liu, how do you think we should cross this tunnel?" Qing Long asked, growing suspicious as there was no response from the tunnel entrance.

"It will be extremely difficult to cross. They have men positioned above the tunnel; trying to use a helicopter will likely result in us being shot down. Entering the tunnel—we risk being blown to smithereens," Liu Xinbei admitted, feeling utterly helpless. The preparations made by the Black God Gang's Dragon Lord were flawless, leaving no room for error.