Too Late for Begging! (Seeking Readership)

Silence!

The entire room was deathly silent!

Only the sound of blood flowing like water onto the floor could be heard.

"Attack!!!"

After a few moments of silence, a shout suddenly erupted, resonating through the entire room.

In an instant, several figures in the room lunged forward, charging at Qin Zheng.

A wave of killing intent locked onto and covered Qin Zheng.

Since the Canoe Gang's Second Boss had set up this treacherous banquet, he had naturally made thorough preparations.

Everyone who could sit here at this moment was a Flesh-Refining Realm martial artist who had passed the second major hurdle!

They were definitely not the likes of Lu Sheng, who was still in the Skin-Refining Realm!

With nearly ten Flesh-Refining Realm experts present to intimidate, they would dare to fight even a Muscle-Refining Realm martial artist who had passed the third major hurdle!

Not to mention, in their estimation, a mere executioner would be at most in the Flesh-Refining Realm.

If it were another faction, they might need to be vigilant and try to appease them.

But for the Canoe Gang, there was no need for that.

However, while the Canoe Gang was indeed strong, Qin Zheng was even stronger than them!

A Flesh-Refining Realm martial artist could exert a maximum of five hundred jin of force with a single punch.

Although Qin Zheng's body was damaged internally, he could still unleash a force of at least over a thousand jin!

Therefore, the moment these experts, who held high positions within the Canoe Gang and were well-known in Black Goose City, gathered.

Qin Zheng's expression remained calm, without the slightest ripple.

He then extended both palms, activated his Qinggong, and moved as if strolling through a leisurely garden, weaving through the various Canoe Gang experts.

And with every palm strike he delivered, a master's head would explode.

In just a few short breaths, the Canoe Gang experts who had attacked and surrounded him had become headless corpses, slumping to the ground.

Scarlet blood stained the entire room, and the thick, foul smell of blood filled the air.

Yet, Qin Zheng's coarse linen clothes remained spotless, not a single drop of blood staining them.

When no one else dared to charge forward, Qin Zheng turned around, his calm gaze fixed on the Second Boss at the forefront.

He had not moved from his position from beginning to end.

As for the fop behind him, his face was already ashen, as if his soul had been scared away by the terrifying and bloody scene.

When Qin Zheng's gaze fell upon him, the Second Boss's face trembled, a mixture of anger and fear.

His face turned red, but he forcibly suppressed his emotions and said with a smile, "Let's call it a day. We'll forget what happened between us, what do you say?"

Qin Zheng shook his head, then took a step forward, activated his Qinggong, and instantly appeared before him.

He reached out with a large hand and said, "It's too late!"

To summon him here if they pleased.

To kill him if they pleased.

To tell him to stop if they pleased.

I'm not your father, so how can I let you bully me like this!

Since you chose to make a move, then it's a fight to the death!

In this world, possessing martial prowess is the first step to establishing oneself.

Similarly, being ruthless is the second step to establishing oneself!

Qin Zheng didn't care about the other party's identity at this moment, nor did he care about the consequences of killing him.

But since you harbored the intent to take my life, then you must die!

Qin Zheng never believed in "forgetting what happened" or "settling accounts."

Only by killing those who harbored murderous intent towards you can you truly achieve peace!

Qin Zheng's large hand struck down, carrying a strong wind and surging power, slamming down fiercely.

Seeing Qin Zheng's ruthlessness, the Second Boss's expression instantly changed, his smile vanishing, replaced by venom.

He suddenly retreated, pulling his son, who was standing behind him, into his grasp.

With a sudden jerk, he lifted him up and pulled him in front of himself to block the attack.

Sons could be born again.

If he himself was gone, then he was truly gone.

The fop also seemed to have not expected this turn of events.

The look of terror on his face hadn't faded before Qin Zheng shattered his chest with a palm strike, killing him instantly!

Taking advantage of this opening, the Second Boss managed to evade Qin Zheng's palm strike.

Hiss!!!

At the same time, he let out a peculiar sound.

Qin Zheng's expression darkened, recognizing this as the other party's method of summoning his subordinates.

With a twitch of his shoulder, the ghost-head saber fell into his hand. He tore off the coarse cloth wrapped around it, and the sharp blade reflected a cold light, appearing soul-stirring.

Immediately, Qin Zheng shifted his stance, his entire body moving like a phantom. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of the Second Boss.

The ghost-head saber swung down towards his neck.

"Qin! You're pushing your luck too far!!"

The Second Boss roared.

He then crouched low, rolling to dodge Qin Zheng's attack.

He was merely a martial artist in the Flesh-Refining Realm. Seeing Qin Zheng effortlessly kill the other Flesh-Refining Realm leaders, the Second Boss had no intention of fighting Qin Zheng. He just wanted to evade quickly and buy time for the experts of the gang to arrive.

But how could Qin Zheng let him have his way?

If you dodged the first strike, why would you be allowed to dodge the second and third?!

Qin Zheng gripped the ghost-head saber with both hands, his movements swift and fierce.

The heavy saber was swung with a vicious angle, propelled by immense power.

The Second Boss had no chance to block.

Under this strike, he would be cut in two, separated into yin and yang!

Boom!!

Just then, a booming sound echoed.

A figure forcefully broke through the floor and descended from above.

And the spot where he landed was exactly where Qin Zheng was!

In an instant, Qin Zheng didn't hesitate. He twisted his saber and slashed upwards at the figure above him.

Clang!!!

Bang!!

The weapons met, and separated upon contact.

The figure that had fallen from above was then sent flying back, crashing through the wall panel.

At this moment, the Second Boss had already scrambled to the doorway.

There, a burly, dark-faced man stood, holding a large saber in both hands, looking at Qin Zheng with a grave expression.

"First Boss, this scoundrel is trying to destroy our Canoe Gang!"

The Second Boss, scrambling and crawling, quickly hid behind the dark-faced man, his voice a sharp, hoarse cry.

Having held a high position for so many years, he had experienced his fair share of storms.

But it had been a long time since he had faced a mortal danger at such close range.

In that last moment, he had almost believed that Qin Zheng's ghost-head saber would sever his head.

Fortunately, the gang members inside had gathered in time, and even the First Boss, who was in the Muscle-Refining Realm, had arrived directly.

Now his life should be out of danger.

He thought to himself.

"Why are you causing trouble at my Canoe Gang?!"

The dark-faced man looked at Qin Zheng and shouted coldly.

Qin Zheng remained calm, his gaze fixed on the dark-faced man, then swept past him to the Second Boss behind him.

"What I'm doing today has nothing to do with the Canoe Gang. It's a personal grievance with this dog behind you."

Qin Zheng said slowly.

From the aura alone, he could tell that the person before him was a martial artist in the Muscle-Refining Realm who had broken through three major thresholds.

If it wasn't absolutely necessary, he didn't want to kill the other party right now.

But if it was unavoidable.

Then he would have to kill them all!