Dead silence!
The entire room was dead silent!
Only the sound of blood flowing like water and dripping onto the floor could be heard.
"Attack!!!"
After several breaths of silence, a shout suddenly erupted, reverberating through the entire room.
In an instant, several figures shot out from within the room and lunged straight at Qin Zheng.
Overwhelming killing intent instantly locked onto and engulfed Qin Zheng.
Since the Canoe Gang's second boss had laid out a Hongmen Banquet, he had naturally made thorough preparations.
Everyone who could sit here today was a Flesh-Refining Realm martial artist who had crossed the second great threshold!
They were nothing like Lu Sheng, a mere Skin-Refining Realm nobody!
With nearly ten Flesh-Refining Realm experts holding down the fort, they would dare fight even a Muscle-Refining Realm martial artist who had crossed the third great threshold!
Not to mention that, in their estimation, a lowly executioner could at most be in the Flesh-Refining Realm.
Had it been another faction, they might have needed to treat him with solemn caution and carefully seek friendly terms.
But for the Canoe Gang, there was no need whatsoever.
The Canoe Gang was indeed powerful.
But Qin Zheng was even stronger!
A Flesh-Refining Realm martial artist could exert no more than five hundred jin with a single punch.
Although Qin Zheng's internal body was currently damaged, he could still unleash at least a thousand jin of force!
Thus, the instant these experts—each holding a high position in the Canoe Gang and known by name throughout Black Goose City—converged upon him—
Qin Zheng's expression remained calm, without the slightest ripple.
Then he extended both palms. His lightness skill circulated, and he moved among the Canoe Gang experts as though strolling idly through a courtyard.
Every time his palm descended, an expert's head burst apart.
In only a few breaths, the Canoe Gang experts who had attacked him had become headless corpses sprawled across the floor.
Scarlet blood and pulp covered the entire room, while a thick, foul stench of blood permeated the air.
Yet Qin Zheng's coarse linen clothes remained spotless, not stained with even a trace of blood.
When no one else rushed forward, Qin Zheng turned around and calmly looked toward the second boss at the front.
From beginning to end, this man had never left his place.
As for the spoiled young master behind him, his face had long since turned ashen. It was as if the horrifyingly bloody scene had scared his soul right out of him.
When Qin Zheng's gaze fell upon him, the second boss's face trembled, seemingly with rage and fear.
His face was flushed red, yet he forcibly suppressed his emotions and said with a smile, "Let us stop here. We'll let bygones be bygones. What do you say?"
Qin Zheng shook his head. Then he took a step forward, his lightness skill activating as he instantly arrived before him.
He reached out with one large hand and said, "Too late!"
When you wanted me here, you called me here.
When you wanted to kill me, you tried to kill me.
And now that you want me to stop, I'm supposed to stop.
I'm not your father. Why should I let you bully me like this!
Since you chose to make a move, then it was death without end!
In a world like this, possessing martial strength was the first step toward standing firm.
Likewise, being ruthless was the second step toward standing firm!
At this moment, Qin Zheng did not care about the other man's identity, nor did he care what consequences would follow from killing him.
But since you had entertained the thought of taking his life, then you had to die!
Qin Zheng had never believed in things like letting bygones be bygones or owing each other nothing.
Only by killing those who harbored killing intent toward him could one truly let bygones be bygones!
Qin Zheng's massive palm came crashing down, carrying fierce winds and surging waves.
Seeing Qin Zheng's ruthlessness, the second boss's expression instantly changed. The smile vanished from his face, replaced by venom.
He abruptly retreated, grabbing his son, who stood behind him, with one hand.
Then he suddenly exerted force, yanking him over and placing him in front of himself as a shield.
A son could be born again if one was lost.
But if he himself died, then he would truly be gone.
The spoiled young master evidently had not expected this either.
The terrified expression had yet to leave his face when Qin Zheng's palm smashed his chest to pieces, killing him instantly!
Taking advantage of that opening, the second boss also escaped Qin Zheng's palm strike.
Wheee!!!
At the same time, he made a strange sound from his mouth.
Qin Zheng's expression darkened. He understood that this was the other party's method of summoning gang members.
With a shake of his shoulder, the Ghost-Head Saber fell into his hand. He tore away the coarse cloth wrapped around it, and the chilling blade reflected a cold gleam that struck terror into the heart.
Immediately afterward, Qin Zheng moved. He became like a phantom, arriving before the second boss in the blink of an eye.
The Ghost-Head Saber immediately slashed down toward his neck.
"Qin, don't push people too far!!"
The second boss let out a furious roar.
Then he lowered his body and rolled away, evading Qin Zheng's slash.
He too was merely a Flesh-Refining Realm martial artist. Having watched Qin Zheng casually kill several other Flesh-Refining Realm branch masters, the second-in-command had no intention of fighting him.
He only wanted to evade as quickly as possible and buy time for the gang's experts to arrive.
But how could Qin Zheng let him have his way?
You dodged the first slash—how could he let you dodge the second and third?!
Qin Zheng gripped the Ghost-Head Saber with both hands, his movements swift and fierce.
The heavy saber came cleaving down from a vicious angle, swept along by immense strength.
The second boss had no chance to block it.
Under this slash, he would be split in two, divided between yin and yang!
Boom!!
Just then, a thunderous crash rang out.
A figure suddenly stomped through the floor and descended from overhead.
And the spot where he landed was precisely where Qin Zheng stood!
In that instant, Qin Zheng did not hesitate. He turned the blade and slashed upward at the ceiling.
Clang!!!
Bang!!
The weapons collided, separating at the first touch.
The figure who had descended from above was immediately sent flying, smashing through the wall panels.
By then, the second boss had already fled to the doorway.
There stood a burly, dark-faced man holding a large saber in both hands, staring at Qin Zheng with a grave expression.
"First Boss, it's this bastard! He wants to wipe out our Canoe Gang!"
The second boss scrambled and crawled, quickly hiding behind the dark-faced man as he shrieked sharply.
After occupying a high position for so many years, he had weathered great storms and towering waves.
But it had been a long time since he had faced the threat of death at such close range.
In that brief instant, he had nearly believed Qin Zheng's Ghost-Head Saber would sever his head.
Fortunately, the gang members in the building had gathered in time, and even the First Boss of the Muscle-Refining Realm had come personally.
Now, his life should no longer be in danger.
That was what he thought.
"Why have you come to cause trouble in my Canoe Gang?!"
The dark-faced man stared at Qin Zheng and shouted coldly.
Qin Zheng remained calm. His gaze first fixed on the dark-faced man, then passed over him to the second boss behind him.
"What Qin is doing today has nothing to do with the Canoe Gang. It is merely a grudge between me and that pig-dog behind you."
Qin Zheng spoke slowly.
From his aura alone, Qin Zheng could tell that this man before him was a Muscle-Refining Realm martial artist who had crossed the third great threshold.
Unless necessary, he did not wish to kill the other man yet.
But if there was truly no avoiding it—
Then he could only kill them all!
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