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

Chapter 88: Killing the chicken to scare the monkey, the hunting time begins
The gates of the shantytowns are made of wooden boards, which are inherently fragile.

With this kick, it broke into several pieces and scattered all over the ground.

Shen Qing and Shen Xiaohu were in the room. They had just made the bed and tidied up when they saw a sturdy man standing at the door.

"New here, do you know the rules? You settled down here without Brother Biao's consent. Are you tired of living here?"

"Brother Biao?"

Shen Qing and Shen Xiaohu looked at each other in surprise, as they were very unfamiliar with this name.

In the past twenty days, every time Tian Xiaohu went to the city to sell mountain products, Shen Qing would ask him to inquire about the news in the city.

I also pay attention to the western part of the city.

He knew that since Ba Ye was killed by him, many new faces had emerged in the west of the city, intending to form a new gang.

He had heard about two gunfights.

But he had no impression of this so-called Brother Biao at all.

I guess he is just an unknown little boss in the west of the city.

You really have no vision.

There are so many of them holding knives and sticks, and it’s obvious at first glance that they are not easy to deal with. Yet they actually come to provoke us now, aren’t they courting death?

Shen Qing touched the bow and arrow that had not yet been hung on the wall, sighed in his heart, and showed a look of regret.

He really didn't want to leave a bad impression on his neighbors as soon as he arrived.

"Who is Brother Biao? I don't know him, and I don't want to know him."

Shen Qing fixed his eyes on the burly man at the door. With a flick of his wrist, the bow was instantly pulled to its full length.

With a whoosh, the bowstring vibrated and the arrow flew out of the bow.

Shen Qing's movements were as swift as lightning and as pleasing to the eye as flowing clouds and water.

No fancy moves, just a precise strike.

The arrow turned into a line and hit the strong man's throat directly.

The strong man was pierced by the arrow and blood gushed out instantly.

His eyes widened in shock and he tried to cover the wound with his hands, but to no avail.

The sturdy man never imagined that the young man in the room would be so straightforward and decisive, and started fighting as soon as they disagreed with each other.

Under Shen Qing's gaze, the sturdy man tilted to the side and fell to the ground with a thud.

His neck was stuck on the threshold and blood was dripping down from the threshold.

The strong man's body trembled a few times in a pool of blood, and then he stopped moving.

Shen Qing withdrew his gaze and set his eyes on the bow in his hand.

With his current strength, he could at least draw a heavy bow of twenty stones.

This bow only has a power of five stones at most. To him, it is like a children's toy, too weak.

Can only deal with some ordinary people.

If you encounter some powerful martial artist, such a bow will probably be of no use at all.

I have to make a new bow.

While thinking about the bow and arrow, Shen Qing suddenly heard a noise outside the house.

He frowned, picked up a dozen arrows and walked out.

Seeing people gathering everywhere outside the house, I suddenly realized what was going on.

There were nearly forty people coming at once.

The person who just rushed into his house was just an unlucky guy and was not targeting him.

It seemed that there were a lot of people coming this time, but in fact, excluding the women, the elderly and the weak, there were only twenty-three real hunters including him.

The other side was almost twice as many as them.

No wonder he is so arrogant.

No wonder they were so stupid as to come and provoke us.

Dark as ink.

At this moment, the silence of the shanty streets had been broken by this sudden noise.

The lights in the shantytown were dim and flickering, illuminating the hideous faces of more than forty gang members.

They were holding sticks, and some had short knives flashing coldly on their waists. They rushed into the newly moved settlement with great momentum.

The villagers of Hongshan Village were busy packing up their belongings when they were interrupted by the sudden riot. Many women and children screamed in fear.

The leader of the gang was a burly man with a face full of flesh, broad shoulders and a thick waist.

He glared at the villagers fiercely and shouted loudly: "This is my territory, Tang Biao. You moved here without saying a word. Did you tell me before?"

"These houses are empty, how can you say they are your territory?"

The hunters in Hongshan Village were not willing to suffer losses, so they started to compete with each other.

"If I say it is, it is."

The flesh on Tang Biao's face trembled, his blood was boiling, and he suddenly dived forward and ran into a villager like a wild boar.

The villager flew backwards like a kite with a broken string and crashed into the shed.

The crude shack was smashed to pieces in an instant.

The villager fell to the ground and rolled around in pain.

This is a man who has learned martial arts.

These hunters were no match for him.

A ferocious smile flashed across Tang Biao's face.

Once he has learned martial arts, he can overwhelm three or five people with his strength alone and run rampant in the village.

With his perfect qi and blood, he is definitely stronger than those amateurs who have just started practicing martial arts.

When Zhao Ba was around, he, with his great Qi and blood perfection, could only bow down and behave himself, keeping his tail between his legs.

Now that Zhao Ba is dead and the group is leaderless, it's a perfect time for him to show his prowess.

We must find a place in this messy shantytown.

These people dared to occupy his territory without even saying hello.

Even if he doesn't want to take action, his subordinates will continue to encourage him.

Otherwise, everyone would just think that he was timid, and half of the forty people who had just stood up would probably leave in the blink of an eye.

Everyone who lives here talks about loyalty, but no one cares about loyalty.

Whoever has the bigger fist can occupy the best and most lucrative territory in the West City film industry.

Tang Biao is not very clear about the background of these people.

He was just taking a gamble.

If you win the bet and pin down all these people, you can not only expand your team, but also win the hearts of the people and make your position more stable.

If you lose the bet, you will be hanged to death.

If you want to join a gang and are afraid of this, then don't join.

A cold light flashed in Tang Biao's eyes. He shook the fat on his body and pressed forward step by step towards the villagers in front of him.

He intended to kill a chicken to scare the monkeys, and the villager in front of him was the chicken to be killed.

"die!"

Tang Biao clasped his fists and punched downwards.

An arrow flew straight towards his waist at a strange angle.

His face changed and he kicked his feet, moving an inch outward.

The arrow went right into his belly.

Waves of stabbing pain continued to come from my lower abdomen.

Tang Biao suddenly looked in the direction of the arrow and saw a young man quickly took out another arrow and put it on the bow.

He said with a vicious look on his face: "Kill him for me."

Shen Qing looked at the many hooligans who gathered around him. There was no panic on his face. Instead, he was slightly excited. He licked his lips and said, "Everyone, it's time to hunt. Let's go hunting!"

call out!
Shen Qing suddenly let go, and the arrows flew out like beads.

The hooligans who rushed over without any warning in the dark night fell backwards one by one and fell to the ground, their life or death unknown.

As soon as Shen Qing finished speaking, Tang Biao suddenly felt that the atmosphere here became a little weird.

There was a constant rustling noise all around.

Those villagers who were not afraid of death suddenly had red murderous light in their eyes in the night.

It’s like... it’s like a bunch of hungry wolves!

(End of this chapter)