Physical immortality begins with Bajiquan

Fishing Fire Bay, Green Lane.

Qin Heng and Zhou Ping pressed themselves against the damp, cold wall of the dark alley, holding their breath and cautiously observing their surroundings.

Seeing that no one had passed by for a long time, Zhou Ping turned his head and spoke in a very soft whisper:

"I've found out everything. There's a secluded courtyard deep in Zhuolang Alley on the left, where several people are hiding. The courtyard isn't large; it's a secret residence of the gang leader, Ma Hanshan. Hall Masters Hou Fei and Liu Quan are there." He paused, his gaze shifting to the other side, his voice still extremely low:

"On the right is Chaokou Lane, where the gang leader Song Gang is stationed. There are dozens of people in that area, holding their ground on the only road leading in and out of Yuhuowan from Dacang Street."

After speaking, Zhou Ping looked at Qin Heng and asked softly:

"Let's make our move tonight. Which one should we attack first?"

"Let's attack Zhuolang Alley first," Qin Heng said decisively after a moment's thought.

"Take on Zhuolang Lane?" Zhou Ping frowned. "That's too risky. Why don't we take on Song Gang in Chaokou Lane first? If we attack together, we'll have a sure thing and win."

"No, let's attack Zhuolang Lane first." Qin Heng looked towards Chaokou Lane on the right and spoke softly, "It's safer to attack Song Gang first, but there are many people there, and we can't kill them all. Once we make a fuss, we will definitely alert them, and Ma Hanshan will be on guard in advance."

"To catch the thief, you must first catch the king. Ma Hanshan is the backbone of this group. Even if we attack Song Gang first, we'll run into him sooner or later." He turned to look at the direction of Zhuolang Alley on the left. "After we make our move, Brother Zhou, you only need to keep one of the gang leaders occupied. As for Ma Hanshan, I'll handle him."

Zhou Ping's brows were still furrowed, and his tone was hesitant, "Ah Heng, that's true, but there are only two of us. If we really get into a fight and we're no match for him, what... what should we do?"

"Then just focus on saving your life. Don't blame yourself, and don't worry about me."

Qin Heng glanced at him, completely calm and composed, "Because if I'm really outmatched, I'll run away first."

"Huh???" Zhou Ping was suddenly stunned, staring at Qin Heng in disbelief.

......

As night deepened, the entire Fishing Fire Bay fell into a pitch-black stillness. The streets and alleys were deep and quiet, and not a single human voice could be heard.

At the corner of Qingyi Lane and Zhuolang Alley, two spies from the Black Wave Gang huddled behind a pile of fishing nets, complaining in hushed tones.

"If this keeps going, we'll be driven out of Heyang City and forced to wander. Damn it, I don't know which big shot got the idea to launch a sneak attack, but we were ambushed beforehand and lost so many brothers for nothing."

"Stop talking. I think there's probably a traitor in this whole thing who tipped us off beforehand. Otherwise, how could we have lost so badly?"

At this moment, the two were focused on what was in front of them and did not notice the movement above them at all.

In the shadows of the eaves, Qin Heng, his figure like a cat, had been lying in wait for a long time.

Seeing that the two were completely unprepared, one standing and one sitting, he no longer hesitated. He lightly touched the tile with his foot and suddenly dropped down, landing behind the two.

Before they could react, Qin Heng suddenly pushed off with his feet, his body moving like a tiger pouncing on its prey, closing in on them.

He gathered momentum in both palms one after the other and unleashed the hard power of Bajiquan, like a tiger climbing a mountain!

The first palm strike, imbued with the full force of the body, slammed down from above onto the crown of the short, hidden sentry on the left.

"Crunch!"

A low, muffled cracking sound, like bone breaking, rang out in the deathly silent alley.

The short sentry didn't even utter a sound before his skull collapsed on the spot. His entire head was pressed down into his body by the powerful palm force, making him even shorter. He knelt down straight, his forehead pressed hard against his knees, and he died on the spot.

Upon hearing the sound, the sentry on the right shuddered and abruptly looked up, about to stand up and shout a warning.

Qin Heng's left hand shot out like lightning, grabbing the back of his neck, while his right hand pulled his chin shut, and both arms twisted sharply in opposite directions at the same time.

"Boom!"

In the dark alley, the crisp sound of a cervical vertebra breaking rang out again.

The sentry's head was tilted at an odd angle to his shoulder, his eyes wide open, while his body went limp and slid slowly down the wall to the ground.

Two moves, two lives.

From the moment the attack began to the moment it ended, it was all over in the blink of an eye.

Qin Heng slowly withdrew his hands, gently flicking away the blood and stray hairs between his fingers. After beckoning to Zhou Ping in the shadows, he bent down and began to grope around.

He tucked the money from the two men into his pocket, then took off his clothes and changed into them with Zhou Ping before quietly slipping into the depths of the alley.

......

Deep in Zhuolang Lane.

Qin Heng and Zhou Ping, heads bowed and dressed in the coarse blue clothes of the Black Wave Gang, slowly walked towards the lonely courtyard at the end of the alley.

The henchman guarding the gate was dozing against the doorframe when he heard the noise and spotted two familiar figures in uniform not far away. "Hey! Old Wang, Old Sun, why are you back before your shift change?"

The two men didn't answer and continued walking forward with their heads down.

It was too dark, and even by the moonlight, the underling couldn't see clearly. He had only yawned for a moment when the two men suddenly darted in front of him.

Only then did the henchman get a clear look at the two men's figures, and his heart skipped a beat: "Something's not right, Old Wang isn't that tall, and his build doesn't match!"

Just as he was about to open his mouth to question him, Qin Heng suddenly leaned forward, his left hand covering his mouth with lightning speed, while his right fist slammed hard into his chest at the same time.

The henchman's body stiffened abruptly, and without uttering a sound, he collapsed into Qin Heng's arms.

Qin Heng gently placed him in the shadows behind the door, threw another punch, exchanged a glance with Zhou Ping, and then the two slipped into the courtyard.

Several lanterns were hanging in the courtyard. Under the dim light, the head of the hall, Liu Quan, was practicing boxing in the open space with his shirt off. The wind from his punches whistled, and the bluestone slabs under his feet trembled slightly.

Another henchman dressed in coarse blue cloth was also using a wooden stick to roast a leg of lamb over a fire, the fat dripping into the fire and making a sizzling sound.

Both of them had their backs to the door and were completely unaware of the movement behind them.

Qin Heng gave Zhou Ping a wink, then crouched down and reached behind Liu Quan.

Just as Liu Quan was taking a breath after retracting his fist, Qin Heng suddenly sprang up, throwing three quick punches at Liu Quan's face with both fists at once. The punches were so fast that only afterimages remained. It was a move that was called "Three Unreserved Punches at the Door"!

The first punch shattered his nose, and blood spurted out instantly. The second punch cracked his cheekbone, causing Liu to lean back and lose his balance. The third punch went straight for his temple, the force penetrating his brain.

Liu Quan didn't even have time to blink before he fell straight backward, blood mixed with brain matter gushing out from his mouth and nose, clearly indicating that he was completely dead.

But Qin Heng still stepped forward and gave that rotten head another heavy kick.

He pulled his leg back and turned to look. He saw that the man who had roasted the lamb leg had collapsed beside the fire. Zhou Ping was wiping the charcoal ash off his hands and nodded to him.

Just then, the curtain to the east room was suddenly lifted, and a woman carrying a basin of water came out.

Her gaze swept across the room and immediately fell upon Liu Quan lying on the ground, his head smashed to pieces. The basin of water in her hand clattered to the ground, followed by a piercing scream.

"Ah—! Murder!"

The woman was terrified and staggered back into the house, blocking the door with all her might.