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"Thank you, Brother Tian."

Zhang Zhongping lowered his palms and swept them across his disciples again.

Blackwater appears to be in chaos.

In fact, everything, from an entire street to a single brick, has an owner.

The so-called "giving yourself half a day" means that during that time, regardless of day or night, no one will pass by the entire Qingliu Lane.

Half a day later, no one will care what happened there.

"What is his skill level?"

Zhang Zhongping lowered his eyes to look at the ground in front of him, his gaze falling on the wound on Zhao Peng's face.

"He should be about the same as my disciple, with limited strength."

Zhao Peng pondered for a moment, recalling the force with which the fox had struck; in reality, it was nothing special.

If it weren't for the presence of the constables and my own complacency, I would never have suffered such a great loss.

To salvage the situation, Zhao Peng immediately added, "Besides, I've already had several junior brothers guard that street; he can't escape even if he grows wings!"

"My son cannot have died in vain."

Zhang Zhongping let out a long breath: "Yunhai, is half a day enough?"

A slender man stepped out from the crowd.

He said calmly, "One incense stick is enough."

As soon as he finished speaking, seven more people came out, bringing the total to eight, including Zhao Peng who was on the ground. They all followed behind the man.

Qin Yunhai was the senior disciple of the martial arts school and the one whose martial arts skills were closest to his master's.

The opponent has already mastered internal energy and is only a little bit of enlightenment away from being able to release it externally and obtain the title of Grand Martial Master.

"Get the knife."

Zhang Zhongping waved his hand.

The disciple next to him immediately brought over a bunch of strips wrapped in white cloth.

These are the finest steel longswords in the city.

"I don't want to hear his explanation, nor do I want to see him beg for mercy."

Zhang Zhongping closed his eyes again, the sadness he had been forcibly suppressing finally turning into a deep chill.

With a slight exertion of his palms, the chair armrests shattered inch by inch.

"Bring me his head."

……

The sun and moon revolve.

Night has fallen again.

The streets were bustling with people.

Qingliu Lane was originally a dark alley in a corner of the western city, not a place to be discussed in public.

What happened inside was too minor to affect the city in the slightest.

Two police officers were patrolling the streets as usual.

The unusually young, dark-faced constable walked forward as usual, but was suddenly grabbed by the sleeve by the older constable next to him.

"Hmm?" Chang Yi turned around and looked at his senior with a puzzled expression.

"We won't patrol that street today, we'll go this way."

The old constable chuckled and withdrew his hand. He didn't have the purple dragon on his clothes, so it should have been under Chang Yi's jurisdiction.

But after nearly twenty years as a constable, he was ordered to mentor this newcomer.

As for why they didn't patrol that street, and what they could gain, there's no need to elaborate, since the other party wouldn't understand the ins and outs anyway.

"..."

Chang Yi was silent for a moment, then suddenly recalled what had happened earlier.

The anomalies were strikingly similar, yet seemingly without any apparent faults.

Someone died in the end, but no one mentioned it.

He disliked the old constable's smile, yet he respected him as a senior; these two conflicting emotions made him feel uneasy.

Chang Yi looked up towards Qingliu Lane.

After hesitating for a moment, he followed the old constable to another street.

At this moment, in Qingliu Lane.

Sister Hua leaned against someone else's doorway, chatting and laughing with another madam.

"It's a change of leadership. Master Tian has been promoted, and this Master Lin is also a reliable person."

"Handsome looks, tsk, makes me want to pinch him."

The two old women were all dressed up and laughing.

At that moment, a man suddenly came down from inside the room, called the madam over, and whispered a few words in her ear.

Sister Hua waited curiously for the other person to return, intending to tease him a few more times.

But the madam's smile vanished instantly, and when she looked at him again, her eyes became strange.

boom!

Sister Hua watched helplessly as the other person suddenly pushed the door open, shutting her out.

"What a weird habit!!"

As one of the top madams in Qingliu Lane, Sister Hua still had a temper.

She took two steps back, sullenly, just about to yell a few curses.

Unfortunately, before the curse could be uttered, it was interrupted by a series of sounds.

boom! boom! boom!

The continuous sound of doors and windows closing made Sister Hua instinctively shrink her neck.

In the blink of an eye, Qingliu Lane, which had been filled with laughter and chatter, suddenly fell silent.

She was all alone in the entire alley.

As darkness fell, it was time to prepare to welcome guests.

This bizarre scene sent a chill down Sister Hua's spine.

She wrapped her clothes tightly around herself, hurriedly ran back to the magpie's nest, hesitated for a moment, and then closed the door tightly as well.

"What's wrong with everyone?!"

Sister Hua ran up to the second floor and looked out the window.

She stared at the gloomy sky, and the more she looked, the more uneasy she felt.

Normally, Qingliu Lane should be gradually becoming more populated, but now, not only is the lane deserted, but even the main street outside is eerily quiet.

The night wind was chilly.

Sister Hua was stunned for a long time before she finally realized what was happening.

The way that madam looked at me just now was like she was looking at a dead man!

Everyone else received the message, but the magpie's nest remained completely unaware.

The dark-faced constable who stood at the alley entrance last night has also vanished today.

"It's over!"

Sister Hua's body went limp, and she collapsed to the ground with a thud.

She could easily guess that Lin Ye's background had clearly been overshadowed by the other side.

Everyone is making way for Hongyun Martial Arts School.

As for what the purpose of making way is, it goes without saying.

In a corner that no one cares about, piles of rotten flesh will soon appear, until they are eaten clean by snakes, insects, and rodents!

The sudden noise startled the girls.

They crowded into the house, looking slightly flustered, and asked, "Mother, what's wrong?"

"Your mother is dying..."

Sister Hua's face was deathly pale, and her lips were full of bitterness.

She stumbled to her feet and went back to the window.

At the entrance of the alley, a tattered lantern swayed, its light flickering on and off.

pat!

Suddenly, a foot stepped into the shadows on the ground.

Soon, nine shadows were projected onto the dilapidated wall, rising and falling as they surged into the alley.

They had white cloths tied around their arms, carried long knives, and had expressionless faces, like vengeful ghosts.

The leader was a thin man.

He lowered his eyes and strolled leisurely through the alley, heading towards the two-story building.

The houses on both sides of Qingliu Lane were clearly crowded with people, and countless eyes were peering outside, but there was not a single sound.

It was so quiet you could hear a pin drop; it was like a ghost town.

Sister Hua knew why.

Because she instinctively covered her mouth tightly, the extreme fear causing her to sob and making the veins in her neck twitch violently.

The girls were at a loss, huddled together in the room, dumbfounded.

It was like a depressing silent film.

There was an urgent need for another sound to break the silence.

creak-

The harsh noise of the old wooden door being pushed made Sister Hua gasp for breath, and even choked on her own bile!

Under a dimly lit sky, in a deathly silent alley.

The door to the magpie's nest was pushed open from the inside.

A young man in a long robe stepped out and into the street.

There was still a hint of sleepiness in his eyes, as if he had just woken up.

Lin Shu rubbed her wrists, her eyes becoming much clearer.

He turned to look at the warriors carrying long swords not far away and smiled politely.

"Is everyone here?"