Ink panel: Hunting the sun and surveying the sky from the bow.

Chapter 96 I Just Want to Send Him to Heaven
In the dark night, the screaming ended before it even began.

After a rustling noise, the streets of the shanty towns returned to silence.

The sky is getting brighter.

Wang Jia, who lived in a shantytown, went out as usual and worked like a beast of burden in the city.

He slept soundly during this time.

Ever since the Hongshan Gang came here, there have been people patrolling at night and all the petty thefts have disappeared.

He hadn't fought with thieves for several days, and he really hoped that every day would be like this in the future.

Thinking of this, Wang Jia walked into the alley, and the happy smile on his face suddenly stopped.

In front of him, two corpses, one large and one small, were hung high up, swaying slowly in the cold wind, as stiff as sticks.

Two bronze gongs were hung on their chests, with the word "death" written in blood on them.

He recognized that the two men were from the Hongshan Gang.

"Oh no, oh no, something happened!" Wang Jia retreated repeatedly, shouting loudly with a pale face.

……

Shen Qing was immersed in the practice of Lingfeng Finger Killing Technique.

After being taught by Li Linfeng, the moves he used with the Lingfeng Finger were no longer so crude and became more methodical.

The subtlety of Lingfeng Finger lies not only in its astonishing power, but also in its invisible and formless nature.

Every time he fights an enemy, he adjusts the angle and speed of his attack according to the opponent's strength and characteristics, and directly takes the enemy's life.

The so-called killing moves that Li Linfeng taught him were to use martial arts moves from different martial arts families, constantly feeding him moves, and practicing with them, so that he could figure out his own killing rules in actual combat.

After practicing these days, Shen Qing, with his skill of "Photographic Memory", has repeatedly recalled and practiced all the actual combat moves that Li Linfeng taught him, and has memorized them by heart, making rapid progress.

Shen Qing had just finished practicing a countermeasure and exhaled a breath when there was a knock on his door.

"Who?"

"Qingzi, something happened."

The person who spoke was Uncle Shen Er. Shen Qing put away his posture and walked forward to open the door.

At this time, Uncle Shen Er's face was very tense, and there seemed to be a layer of dark clouds between his brows.

"What happened?" Shen Qing asked.

"Go and have a look."

Shen Qing frowned and waved his hand: "Let's go."

When he arrived, the front was already surrounded by people.

"Aoko is here, Aoko is here."

When someone saw him coming, they made way for him and let him in.

There were two bodies, one big and one small, lying inside. The two families stood around with sad faces, crying silently.

He knew both of the dead men. The older one was a hunter from the Zhang family, and the younger one was a young man from the Wang family, with a layer of fuzzy whiskers just growing on his lips.

"The man was found by someone else in the shantytown." Zhang Baoqing took out a letter from the side and said, "Qingzi, take a look at this."

Shen Qing took it and looked at it. It was written by a scoundrel named Big Head Eagle, with naked threats written on it.

To sum up, there are three points:

1. They are humble and modest;
2. Hand over 100 taels of gold;

3. Give up the shantytown area here.

If they fail to complete these three tasks, several of them will be killed every day.

Today, this is the appetizer.

After Shen Qing finished reading, there was no trace of sadness or joy on his face. He asked, "Who is this big-headed eagle?"

"I asked someone to find out about the situation in the area these days. He is a scoundrel from the North City area. He has established connections with the Zhou family. He has been showing up in the West City area for the past month. I heard that he has mastered the horizontal training skills and has already stretched his muscles."

Zhang Baoqing had not been idle these days, often walking around the shantytowns, and had learned a lot of intelligence, which came in handy at this time. "Qingzi, why don't we contact the other party and find out their background?"

Shen Qing walked up to Niu Dan and closed his eyes. He glanced at him and said, "I've already stuck a knife into your asshole, and you still want to find out about my background?"

"I'm a person who always believes in an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. If someone kills me, then he should be prepared to be killed." Shen Qing stood up and said, "Tell me where he lives?"

Zhang Baoqing wanted to give him some more advice.

Shen Qing glared at him: "Right now, right now!"

Zhang Baoqing immediately swallowed back what he wanted to say and said truthfully: "He should be staying in Yanwei Lane now."

"Okay! I'll take care of this."

Shen Qing walked back into the house, took out his bow and arrow and a long sword, put them on his body, and slowly disappeared from everyone's sight under the gaze of everyone.

He didn't believe that even with the combined power of Turtle Breathing Technique, Blood Domination Technique, and Wind-Swept Finger, he couldn't kill a martial artist who was stretching his muscles.

No one knows how many subordinates these local tyrants have, and how many people they have under them, it is impossible to kill them all.

In this case, the best solution is to deal with the person who shows up first.

Kill this big head eagle first and send him to heaven.

After Shen Qing left, the atmosphere became particularly heavy and depressing.

Tian Xiaohu, who realized it later, hurriedly followed with a bow and arrow and a machete.

Uncle Shen Er and Shen Xiaohu followed closely behind.

At this time, the family members of the two families who were killed did not say a word, but silently held their knives and bows.

At this moment, it seemed as if a chain reaction had occurred. The other hunters also kept silent, took their hunting tools and sharpened knives at home, and walked in the direction where Shen Qing disappeared.

In the alley, Shen Qing was like a wolf, with a fierce light in his eyes, moving slowly forward.

After him, others came like a pack of wolves.

Wherever he passed, there was an aura of murderous intent.

People living in the alley closed their doors and only dared to cautiously stick their heads out of the windows to take a look from afar.

Yanwei Lane is a little far away from Shen Qing's location, but fortunately they are in the same area.

After walking for about a cup of tea, Shen Qing had already arrived at Yanwei Lane.

A large courtyard appeared before him.

The vermilion door was closed.

There were two little rascals sitting outside the door, playing dice and laughing so hard that they were bent over.

Shen Qing stood outside the alley, practicing the Turtle Breathing Technique and approached the two men silently.

When the two people felt something was wrong, they looked up and found that Shen Qing had been standing in front of them without them knowing when, which scared them.

Shen Qing said calmly: "Does the eagle live here?"

"What's the matter?" One of the little rascals rolled his eyes at him and said, "You walked without making any sound in broad daylight. You scared me."

"Just stay here."

"Ok?"

Just when the two of them didn't know what Shen Qing meant, they felt a strong wind whistling in front of them.

Shen Qing inserted his left and right fingers into the two men's throats at an almost tricky angle.

He controlled his position very accurately, and his two fingers just pinched the two men's trachea and vocal cords, making it impossible for them to make any sound.

Hearing footsteps behind him, Shen Qing glanced and found that it was Tian Xiaohu and others coming.

Shen Qing threw the two of them out.

Tian Xiaohu and his uncle Shen Er understood what was going on, covered the two men's mouths, killed them with a knife, and sent them to the west.

(End of this chapter)