The Dominance of Martial Arts: Starting from the Tiger Roaring Golden Bell

Chapter 118 Dusk

Chapter 118 Dusk
Dusk, when day and night change.

The setting sun is crimson and the rising moon is looming.

A carriage was traveling on a long street covered with red lights.

Shen Yan opened the wooden window on the outside of the car and looked outside.

The last time I went out, the outer city area was bustling with people, but now it is completely silent.

The bluestone bricks were covered in blood stains and there were piles of garbage in the corners.

In the past, clothes, dishes and even wooden boards in the garbage would be picked up.

Nowadays, plague is rampant, and those who pick up garbage may not be alive, let alone picking up garbage that comes from nowhere.

At this moment, the carriage suddenly stopped.

The driver was at a loss as he looked at the woman who rushed out of the alley and fell down, blocking the carriage.

"Go around it or run over it." Qin Zhiming's cold voice came from the car.

The driver was about to swing the reins.

"Uncle Zhuang, wait a minute."

Shen Yan's voice like a yellow warbler sounded.

She wanted to get out of the car, but Qin Zhiming grabbed her right arm.

Shen Yan turned her head and frowned: "What are you doing? Let me go."

"Don't add to the trouble." Qin Zhiming looked at her.

"The gang asked you to come here to solve problems. You're just a woman. What are you afraid of?"

Seeing that Shen Yan refused to listen, Qin Zhiming let go of her hand and got off the carriage with her.

"Are you okay?" Shen Yan walked up to the woman with her back to him.

Only then did she see that there was a swaddling cloth in the woman's arms.

"She's still holding the baby?!"

Shen Yan turned her head and glared at Qin Zhiming, as if blaming him for being unkind.

Qin Zhiming ignored her and squatted on the ground, as if picking up something.

"Are you hurt?"

The silent woman made Shen Yan even more worried, so she walked forward and touched the woman's shoulder.

The next moment, the woman turned around and tore off the swaddling clothes, revealing a loaded crossbow arrow inside.

Immediately afterwards, seven or eight men and women armed with powerful crossbows kicked open the door and walked out of the closed shops around the carriage.

The sudden change left Shen Yan stunned where he stood.

Soon, she came to her senses and wanted to speak.

"Don't move! We're so close! If I just move my finger, you'll be dead for sure!"

The woman shouted.

When Shen Yan heard this, she subconsciously turned her head to look at Qin Zhiming.

Everyone followed her gaze and pointed their crossbows at him.

"You are the warrior who is guarding her, right? Don't move!
Our crossbow arrows are poisonous! Anyone who sees blood will die!"

Seeing Qin Zhiming obediently, Shen Yan's face turned pale.

"Are you from the Fanhai Gang? Hand over the medicine to cure the plague and I'll let you go!"

In the crowd, a man with his face wrapped in black cloth, leaving only his eyes exposed, shouted.

Qin Zhiming cast his eyes on his exposed wrist, which was covered with abscesses.

"Are you not afraid of death? How dare you rob our Fanhai Gang?"

The driver stood up and shouted angrily, but in response he was met with a crossbow arrow that shot out.

Whoosh! Puff! The crossbow arrow pierced through the driver's thigh.

The driver groaned in pain and suddenly collapsed in the carriage.

"Death? If I don't rob you, you will die! If I rob you, you can still live!

Don't move around anymore, the one just now wasn't poisonous, but the next one might not be."

The woman who had fallen before stood up and walked towards Shen Yan.

As she got closer, Shen Yan discovered a boil on her neck.

Shen Yan was so scared that he took a step back.

"Move again!" "Don't move!"

Everyone who witnessed this scene immediately became emotional.

Qin Zhiming turned his head and looked at the gradually setting red sun:
"This place is not far from Yong'an Street, why don't you go there to buy medicine?"

Someone in the crowd sneered:
“Twenty silver ingots for one pill, except for the rich people in the inner city, who in the outer city has the money to buy it?
Even if we killed many members of the Jingtao Gang, we couldn't afford such expensive medicine."

Qin Zhiming looked at the person who spoke:
"There's no use of medicine to save people in public?"

“It worked, saved a kid from the inner city.

After that, the branch leader Jiang Yuan started selling medicine. "Hearing this, Shen Yan couldn't help but ask:

"Isn't that right? Aren't the medicines on Yong'an Street distributed free of charge to local people who are infected with the plague?
Otherwise, why wouldn't there be enough medicine there?"

“Free? Who said that?
Not enough? They are all sold to the inner city, so of course the local people have nothing to use.”

"What about Jiang Xuan? Jiang Yuan's son, didn't he persuade Jiang Yuan?"

"Jiang Xuan? He's even more cruel than his father.

If any local people were infected with the plague and could not afford medicine, he would drive them out of his territory.

We were driven out by him.”

Shen Yan was stunned, and couldn't help shaking his head and saying to himself: "No, Brother Xuan is not that kind of person."

"Brother Xuan? Wait, you know him!

That's even better! Catch her and take her to see Jiang Xuan! No worries about having medicine!"

The woman who stood up's eyes lit up and she reached out to grab Shen Yan.

Shen Yan, who didn't dare to move, was trembling all over and closed his eyes in fear.

Whoosh! Boom!
Hearing the noise, Shen Yan opened his eyes in confusion.

The woman had fallen to the ground, her eyes wide open and a bloody hole on her forehead.

"Die!" "Don't touch that woman! Kill those two men!"

Qin Zhiming turned his head to avoid the incoming crossbow arrow and continued to shoot the stones he had just picked up with his fingers.

In the blink of an eye, several people were shot in the head and killed, and the remaining few tried to escape.

As soon as he turned around, blood holes appeared on his forehead and his body suddenly fell to the ground.

"It's getting late, let's go."

Qin Zhiming brushed the dust off his hands, looked at the dazed Shen Yan, and then at the astonished driver.

"You...you killed them all?!"

Shen Yan reacted and pointed at the corpses on the ground and exclaimed.

"What else? Let them take you to see Brother Xuan?"

The grinning driver tore off his sleeves and tied up his bleeding thighs.

Then, he bowed to Qin Zhiming:

"Brother Tiger, thank you, Miss, please get in the car."

Shen Yan wanted to say something but was dragged directly into the carriage by Qin Zhiming.

"If you want to talk, get in the car and talk."

After a while, Shen Yan looked at Qin Zhiming who had his eyes closed in silence.

"Thanks."

She's a gang kid, not a pedant.

If someone wants to kill you, then they deserve to die.

It’s just that the people who wanted to kill him before were Jingtao people or bandits, but now they suddenly become some helpless civilians, which makes Shen Yan a little uncomfortable.

"Brother Xuan is a good man. I believe he would not do such a thing."

Shen Yan said something inexplicably.

Seeing that Qin Zhiming ignored her, she continued.

"During the two days when the hall masters' family was out of town, Brother Xuan and I were gathering with some good friends.

We were drunk, but even so, Brother Xuan didn't touch me.

When I woke up, he brought me tea and water.

How could such a gentleman do such a thing? "

The uneasy Shen Yan wanted to gain recognition of Jiang Xuan through Qin Zhiming.

Qin Zhiming glanced at her and raised the corner of his mouth:

“Indeed, how could such a gentleman do such a thing?

I think those people are maliciously slandering Jiang Xuan."

"Yeah! Yeah! Am I right?"