After the fright, almost all the horses had forgotten even to flee. Their legs folded beneath them, their heads touching the ground, they assumed postures of submission.
Many dazed Black Bandits fell to the ground, only then waking as though from a dream.
Some of the Black Bandits and horses, however, were overwhelmed by such immense terror that their hearts stopped. They were literally frightened to death.
"Crack, crack~"
Zhou Changqing drew back his fist, then clenched it again. The air crackled as he crushed it in his palm, and he aimed his fist in another direction.
"Grandpa! Grandpa! Spare me! I'll never do it again!"
"No, no! I don't want to die!"
"Hehe~ Hehe~ Throw little punches~"
"A demon! He's a demon!"
"Why?! Why did this happen..."
Seeing Zhou Changqing's movements, some Black Bandits sobbed and desperately begged for mercy. Others had lost their minds and soiled themselves, while still others stared blankly, as though trapped in the previous moment and unable to wake.
None of these varied displays stirred any pity in Zhou Changqing. Once again, he unleashed an earth-shaking punch!
After that punch,
only a scattered dozen or so Black Bandits remained.
These dozen or so had slipped away earlier, while the others surrounded and attacked Zhou Changqing. Most were leaders or minor leaders.
Zhou Changqing looked toward the dozen black dots that had already fled far into the distance, the killing intent in his eyes undiminished.
He would not spare a single one of these Black Bandits.
That was not merely because they had provoked him. More importantly, every last one of them was worse than a beast.
With a body comparable to that of a Dou Huang expert, how keen were Zhou Changqing's five senses?
He had heard everything these Black Bandits had said earlier,