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

During the day, the sky was gloomy and low, and the heavy clouds seemed to be ready to pour down at any time.

There were still scattered snowflakes falling in the old streets.

"This is it."

Tian Xiaohu's injuries had not recovered, and he seemed to be limping when he walked.

After going around several streets, he took Shen Qing to a hall.

Shen Qing looked around and saw a heavy black iron door half-closed, with two dim lanterns hanging on the lintel.

At this moment, it was not dark, and the lanterns on the lintel were not lit, but just hung there quietly, moving with the wind.

Compared with the old streets, the hall of the Black Claw Gang seemed very lively.

Even if Shen Qing stood outside the door, he could hear bursts of noise.

He pushed open the door and saw that the hall was brightly lit, and several big red lanterns were hung high, reflecting the entire space like daytime, filled with a festive and prosperous atmosphere.

Without hesitation, Shen Qing stepped in.

A dull smell mixed with cheap wine and charcoal came to his face, making him frown involuntarily.

Shen Qing looked up and looked at the scene in the Black Claw Hall.

The space in the Black Claw Hall was not very spacious.

In the center was a long wooden table that was polished to a shine, and the walls were hung with all kinds of knives and weapons, from sharp daggers to simple long swords, revealing a bit of solemnity.

The Black Claw Gang members sat around the wooden table, talking and laughing loudly or whispering, with bright smiles on their faces, and the hall seemed extremely noisy.

When Shen Qing walked in, everyone in the hall heard footsteps at the door, and the lively atmosphere seemed to be paused by someone, and the noise stopped abruptly.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Shen Qing.

Someone smiled and broke the silence: "This officer, did you go to the wrong door?"

The eyes of the people in the hall became sharp, staring at Shen Qing.

Some people remained calm and held their weapons tightly.

"Shouldn't you know clearly whether I walked into the wrong door or not?"

After saying that, Shen Qing took the bloody head of the bearded man from Tian Xiaohu's hand and threw it forward: "Are you clear now?"

The bearded man's head rolled in front of the people in the Black Claw Hall.

The gang members were horrified: "Old beard!"

As Shen Qing walked, he drew the sword from his waist and held it in his hand.

He stopped, looked at everyone and said with a smile: "I am Shen Qing, the fourth group of the Weiwu Division! I have nothing to do today, so I came here to kill demons and eliminate evil."

Under the vast sky, Shen Qing, wearing a black robe, fluttered in the wind and introduced himself.

His eyes were like torches, revealing a sense of determination, and his body was filled with a biting cold, which made the already cold air around him drop and become even colder.

The members of the Black Claw Gang are all in the same circle, and they know what they are doing.

Today they planned to seize Shen's Restaurant while Shen Qing was dead.

Unexpectedly, Shen Qing was not dead!

Everyone showed a bit of horror on their faces.

Shen Qing did not say any more nonsense, he pounced forward like a cheetah hunting.

In a moment of distraction, he rushed into the gang of the Black Claw Gang.

The battle broke out instantly.

The only way to defeat martial arts in the world is to be fast.

The same is true for chopping people with a knife.

There are not too many fancy skills in real killing.

As long as you are one step faster than the opponent, then your knife will chop the opponent's body, not the opponent's knife chopping you.

If you have more strength, you can naturally chop the opponent to death with one knife.

After Shen Qing rushed into the crowd, he held the knife with both hands and simply swung it, and the set of movements was smooth and there was no pause.

Every time he swung the knife, blood splattered.

Soon, the walls, the ground, the tables, and the benches were all stained red, so that the Black Claw Hall was filled with a strong smell of blood.

"If you dare, I will fight you!"

The people in the Black Claw Hall are not all cowardly and incompetent.

A sturdy figure suddenly jumped out and locked onto Shen Qing, his eyes flashing with determination and ruthlessness.

He roared like thunder: "Die!"

Suddenly, the strong cultivation of the Qi Yang Realm surged out like a river bursting its banks, turning into an invisible wave of air, carrying the power of destroying the world, sweeping towards Shen Qing and completely covering him.

Facing this sudden attack, Shen Qing was not panicked at all, but his eyes suddenly brightened.

He raised one hand lightly, his fingertips moved slightly, and instantly gathered a majestic force.

"Turning Heaven Seal!"

Shen Qing shouted.

A dazzling light burst out from his palm, turning into a golden handprint, flying forward.

The Heaven-Flipping Seal carried supreme power, surging against the wind, becoming incomparably huge in the blink of an eye, tearing apart the aura that enveloped him.

"Boom!"

With a deafening roar.

The golden Heaven-Flipping Seal hit the Black Claw Gang's strong man, bursting out with dazzling light and raging energy fluctuations.

The Black Claw Gang's strong man didn't even scream, and was torn into pieces in astonishment, exploding like fireworks.

All the Black Claw Gang members were completely stunned by this scene.

Shen Qing's mouth curled up a smile, and he pointed with one hand, shooting out a beam of light.

Puff!

The head of a gang member collapsed and died on the spot.

Shen Qing kept moving forward, pointing or swinging his knife, killing one person with one step.

"Run!"

The Black Claw Gang members fell down one after another under his attack, wailing and falling into despair.

"Today, no one can leave. I want a river of blood here!"

Shen Qing's face was indifferent.

A great man in the previous life said that one punch is better than a hundred punches.

Only by beating these ruffians hard and making them afraid, can they remember his vicious name and not be blind and bring harm to his family.

The fame is not given by others, but earned by beating.

As time goes by, fewer and fewer people can stand in the Black Claw Hall.

Shen Qing's robe has been stained red with blood.

The huge Black Claw Hall is covered with a thick layer of blood, and the blood flows like a river, which is shocking.

Shen Qing stopped killing with a knife in his hand. He slowly walked to the main seat of the Black Claw Gang's boss, turned around, and used the knife as a walking stick with both hands, and hit it on the ground.

He asked the only surviving member of the Black Claws with a blank expression: "Where is your leader?"

So far, Shen Qing has not seen the leader among these people, and guessed that the leader of the Black Claws might not be in the hall at this time.

"He... The fifth young master is having a banquet at Baihua Tower today, and the leader went to give a gift to the fifth young master of the Zhou family."

The Black Claws said tremblingly, and there was still a faint yellow liquid flowing out of the crotch.

Shen Qing raised his eyebrows slightly: "One person escaped, it's a bit troublesome."

He raised his head and said to Tian Xiaohu: "I remember that you found a lot of martial artists to help me patrol before. Can you find them now?"

"It should be possible, boss, do you want it?" Tian Xiaohu looked at the corpses on the ground and was also very scared. He swallowed and asked.

"Let them help me find someone."