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"Leaving from here, walking to the street on the left, after 500 to 600 steps, the three-storey building with lanterns and decorations is Autumn Moon Pavilion …"
When Cheng Qing heard this, he stopped asking questions and left the alley.
Seeing Cheng Qing walk away, the big man heaved a sigh of relief. He had done a lot of things to bully men and women, and he had also killed more than one person, but he had never been this afraid before. But before he could rejoice, Cheng Qing pointed behind him with his finger. A stream of Essence shot out and turned into an arrow, piercing through the man's forehead.
From the start to the end, Cheng Qing didn't ask why the other party wanted to kill him because this wasn't the problem. He would immediately kill the other party.
The most important thing was that they shouldn't have offended Cheng Qing.
When Chen Qingchu arrived at the Chicken Cry Street, he needed to let everyone know that he was not someone to be trifled with. In the Chicken Cry Street area, he knew very well that only the strong would be respected and obeyed.
After Duan Wuya finished arranging his men, he continued drinking and enjoying himself in the brothel.
Although his Ink Blade Gang was not a big gang, he could still be considered as the number one figure on the Chicken Sing Street. Although his Ink Saber Gang was not a big gang, he was still considered to be the number one figure on the Chicken Sing Street.
In Duan Wuya's eyes, there were only two types of people on the Chicken Sing Street, one was people he couldn't afford to offend, like the small pavilion and the Star Condensation Pavilion, while the other was people he could afford to bully. For example, the commoners with flat heads, and of course, the unfamiliar young man who came to the Chicken Sing Street today.
After drinking a few jugs of wine, Duan Wuya was in high spirits. He hugged a little beauty and leaned close to her snow-white neck, enjoying the sweet fragrance of the soft jade as he groped around with his hands.
But soon, Duan Wuya discovered that something was wrong, because the other side did not react at all. Not to mention that the nightingale was gone, his body had also stiffened in place. This caused Duan Wuya to be enraged.
Pushing the little beauty down, Duan Wuya was about to curse, but he suddenly noticed that the little beauty's expression was strange, and her eyes were staring at his back in terror. This caused Duan Wuya to suddenly have a bad premonition.
When he woke up from his shock, he discovered that the singers in the room had already scattered in all directions. A youngster holding a Blood Drop Sword was walking step by step towards him.
Duan Wuya did not recognize this young man. He was a gentle looking young man with a tall, thin frame. He looked like a young scholar.
However, Duan Wuya did not ask who the other party was, because he saw the other party's eyes. They were cold and emotionless, looking at him like he was a dead man.
Duan Wuya had killed many people in his life, and had also seen many powerful figures, but none of them had eyes that could cause others to feel fear. They were like two vortexes or two chasms, seemingly capable of devouring a person's soul.
Without hesitation, Duan Wuya took out his golden-backed great saber. He saw that the sword in the youth's hand was still dripping with blood.
Duan Wuya was well aware that he had four guards outside, all of them were in the eighth or ninth level of the furthest class. They were only slightly weaker than him, but now that this young man had entered, they did not even have the time to warn him.
Obviously, they had all been killed. The blood on the sword in this youth's hand was their blood!
Duan Wuya stared at the youth, he suddenly felt a sense of fear towards this ordinary-looking youth who did not have any sense of viciousness, his fear came for no reason, but it was exceptionally clear, causing him to not dare to make a move, "Who are you, why did you make a move on my people, what do you want to do?"