In the morning, many poor families in the Pigsty Alley get up early to wash and prepare for the day.
These days, the landlady has not frequently cut off water like before and has not submitted to the axe gang, driving them away. In times of trouble, people suddenly realize that the landlady is not as hateful and stingy as before.
People who gather in the yard to wash and fetch water are all gloomy and silent, and even familiar acquaintances lack the spirit to greet each other, making the Pigsty Alley just after sunrise feel dead and dull.
Suddenly, a sound of footsteps came, chaotic and loud, a group of fierce men in black clothing and black pants carrying axes rushed into the Pigsty Alley.
As Sing stood, his gaze coldly scanned the area and he sneered, waving his hand.
Several dozen gang members immediately understood and used their axes to force the people in the courtyard together, all crouching down and covering their heads. Another dozen people took dozens of cans of kerosene and began to pour it around the cylindrical building. A strong smell immediately spread.
"Kerosene! That's kerosene!"
"What are you doing? That's our home, how will we live if you burn it? Don't burn it!"
"..."
One person spoke up, and immediately all the people joined in with shouts. The gang members threatening them with their axes were ineffective.
Sing listened to the chaotic noise in his ears, his brows deeply furrowed, feeling as if a swarm of buzzing flies were flying around his ears, extremely irritating. He suddenly felt a surge of frustration and brutality.
His face suddenly became ferocious, he pulled out a handgun from his pocket and fired several shots at the crowd in the courtyard without regard!
A few shots hit empty spaces, but two people immediately screamed in pain, holding their wounds and falling to the ground.
However, after the gunfire, only two people were left screaming in the large Pigsty Alley, while the others were so scared that their hands and feet were shaking, their faces pale, and they all fell silent.
"Trash! Don't worry about them, continue to pour it!"
Sing waved his hand, his face full of ferocious energy, ordering the dozen or so gang members who heard the gunfire to continue pouring kerosene.
Just then, Sing suddenly heard a commotion next to him, he turned his head and saw a man wearing an apron who somehow managed to take down two axe gang members, rushing towards a bakery.
"Pa!"
The man kicked up several sticks of different lengths, jumped up, and kicked them at the axe gang members chasing after him.
The sticks heavily hit the bodies, a huge force came through, bones broke and muscles were hurt. The bodies of a dozen gang members were like light paper, flying and falling to the ground, raising a dust, unable to get up.
The man holding a stick in both hands, using eight trigram staff, attacking with all his strength, charging towards the dozens of axe gang members.
Sing looked at the man who was in a state of awe and was difficult for dozens of people to approach, his gaze suddenly turned cold, a hint of ferocity in his eyes, his expression sneering.
"Another person who wants to show off his skills because he has a little martial arts? The Gang Leader is right, such people are ridiculous."
"Retreat! Draw your guns!"
Sing calmly shouted in the courtyard, and the other dozen or so gang members also heard and put down their oil cans, pulling out their guns and shooting at the man, restraining him.
The man's steps were not chaotic, he quickly retreated, but still hit by a bullet, the stick almost broke in two.
The man retreated into his bakery, hiding in the depths, looking at the bullet marks on the sturdy stick in his hand, and an intense sense of fear and urgency arose in his heart.
Sing, on the other hand, sneered, the boss had told him that this Pigsty Alley probably had some martial arts hooligans, so he and most of his 110 people were equipped with guns, and had been waiting for this moment.
"Hua Hua."
Without the man's constant attack, dozens of people took out their guns from their clothes and gradually approached the silent bakery.
As the dozens of people approached the door of the bakery, they looked inside and did not see anyone, but the next second the counter was overturned, and then the tables were lifted up by the stick and thrown at the people.
The members of the Axe Gang panicked and retreated, but only Sing, with a squinted eye, aimed at the two sides of the door.
"Bang!"
Tables were knocked down and a large group of Axe Gang members were sent flying, and amidst the chaos, a ghostly figure suddenly burst out of the bakery door and ran away, obviously trying to escape.
Sing squinted one eye, extended his arm, and aimed early on. He fired several shots in quick succession. He knew that he had only held a gun for a few days and his gun skills were poor, so he didn't aim for one hit, but instead tried to win with quantity.
Just now, the dozens of people who fired only hit the long stick, but this time Donut was not so lucky. He was shot in the waist and a blood hole opened up in his left leg.
Donut suddenly changed from flying to difficult movements, until he had to stop weakly holding the stick in place, dragging out a horrible blood stain all the way.
With dozens of people surrounding him, the black gun holes all aimed at Donut, causing him to instantly break out in cold sweat and his pupils to shrink.
"Thinking of causing trouble and then running away when you realize you can't win, there's no such thing as a free lunch in this world!"
Standing tall, the corner of his jaw slightly lifted, with a mocking expression on his face, Sing held his gun and pointed it at Donut.
Donut's face turned red with anger, "You have the ability to put down your guns, what's there to be proud of relying on foreign guns!"
His words were full of stupidity, but more of anger and had lost rationality.
After decades of hard work and effort, he was taken down by a small thug with a few random shots. He was so weak and laughable, and he hates with hatred.
Suddenly, he glared and shouted, using his stick to prop himself up and unleash all his strength to stand up, and in an instant, he swung his stick with all his might, intending to kill Sing with one blow.
But before the stick could fall, a series of gunshots rang out.
Donut was shot with dozens of bullet holes, and he fell to the ground with an unwilling and resentful expression.
The long stick did not fall, but the momentum was so fierce and the sound so shocking that it felt like falling into hell, and a sudden heart palpitations and fear.
Sing slowly came back to his senses and touched the fresh blood splashed on his face. His expression suddenly changed, showing a hint of anger and cruelty.
He just went through a life-and-death situation because these people in the courtyard refused to move.
"Light it up! Light it up! I want to burn everything on this land!"
The leader only cared about the land, and the old buildings on the ground needed to be demolished. At this moment, Sing's anger was even more unbridled.
Several dozen gang members heard the command and took out their lighters, walking towards the places where the buildings had been doused with gasoline.
Among the crowd of people from the Pigsty Alley who were squatting in the courtyard, a man dressed in a white, tattered tank top, squatting in a very feminine manner, watched anxiously as the fire was about to ignite.
But when he turned and saw the pitiful corpse of Donut, and then thought of Coolie who had lost his legs and disappeared in despair, he was silent.
It's no use for him to go out either. Iron wire fist does not mean that his whole body is made of iron. He may be killed by random gunfire, so why bother to be impulsive?
When a spark splashed on the oil, the fire immediately lit up the courtyard, and Sing looked at the scene in front of him and laughed triumphantly. The fire made him look even more fierce.
"A bunch of poor ghosts, I don't believe that you will still be here after your homes are burned down!"
Sing said the two words that he had been cursed with before with a sense of satisfaction.
"Can you leave a way out for people!"
A sharp high-pitched voice entered the ears of everyone in the courtyard, causing everyone to hold their heads in pain.
As the sound wave burst out of a large window, the strong wind from inside the room caused the fire to flare up even more. Two figures quietly dropped down from the high building, the landlady still holding a cigarette but with a serious and heavy expression, while the landlord looked coldly at the members of the axe gang.
Without hesitation, Sing raised his hand and fired a shot at the two. The landlord disappeared in place, leaving behind a shadow, and suddenly appeared in front of the landlady. He gently waved his hand and the bullet, now visibly slowing down, was effortlessly caught in his hand.
The squatting residents of the Pigsty Alley were shocked, unable to believe that the usually beaten and roughed-up landlord, who was known for being promiscuous, could be so powerful.
"Master! This is the legendary peerless master! I am fortunate enough to see it today!" The Tailor muttered to himself, his lips slightly open, his face full of disbelief and surprise.
Astonished, Sing couldn't move. He had heard his subordinates say that the leader of the gang was a god-like figure who could stop bullets with his bare hands.
He thought it was just exaggeration, but now he had seen it with his own eyes. Although it was not as powerful as he had imagined, it was real and the impact on him was huge.
Before the members of the Axe Gang had time to react, the landlord suddenly stepped back and revealed the landlady who had completed her movements.
A visible wave of energy burst from the landlady's mouth, rolling up a wave of yellow soil and stones that sent the Axe Gang members flying and most of them fell to the ground, heavily injured and unconscious.
There were others who were holding themselves, bleeding from both ears and both eyes, constantly screaming and rolling on the ground in pain.
Sing shook his head, struggling to stand up. Before he could even orient himself, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, startling him enough that he temporarily forgot about his other pains.
The landlady knew that he couldn't hear anything right now, so she slowly pinched her fingers in front of Sing's face, with a cold and murderous look on her face, the meaning of the threat was even greater than words.
Sing nodded blankly, indicating that he understood, and then, disregarding the others, fled in a disheveled manner outside of the Pigsty Alley.
The landlord walked slowly to the landlady's side and sighed, as if he had something on his mind.
"We made a poisonous oath not to reveal our martial arts skills, and now it has been revealed, I don't know if it's right or wrong."
"The fire has reached our own home, we have to take action for our own sake, not for others!"
The landlady's expression was cold and she didn't show any hesitation or regret.
"I hope that this kid, when he goes back, will be able to scare the leader of the Axe Gang with our martial arts skills. If we really have to fight, we can protect ourselves, but I don't know how many people in this courtyard will be killed."
The landlord sighed again and looked at the people of Pigsty Alley who were still fighting the fire.
The landlady looked at Sing who had already fled far away, but her mind was still shrouded in doubt, and she couldn't help feeling a chill down her spine.
It's normal for young people to make mistakes, but the last time she saw Sing, he was still a bit of a rogue, but she could still see some kindness in his heart.
But in just a few days, he had changed so much, becoming cruel and cold-blooded, treating human lives like nothing, and acting like a ferocious wild animal. She couldn't imagine what could have made him change so much in such a short time.
Inside the main hall of the Axe Gang, two black-clad gang members carried the unconscious Sing in.
Sing's injuries were caused by the trauma of running while his blood was still agitated. Although he was not going to die, he was bleeding from all seven orifices and looked incredibly pitiful.
Li Xiu dismissed the gang members inside the hall, he knew that Sing's injuries were likely caused by the landlady's Lion's Roar, but he didn't treat him and just sat there, looking at him with an expression of interest.
He was waiting for something to happen.
Suddenly, Sing who was lying on the ground moved his right hand, as if he was trying to wake up.
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