What Zuo Zhicheng didn't know was that the woman in red had a faster and more intense method than he had imagined.

The vegetable market in the west of the city and a piece of land here were occupied by a small gang called the Quanzhou Gang, but during this period it also joined the erosion of the Hailong Gang.

However, the entrance of Quanzhou Gang Hall, which was originally brightly lit, had turned into darkness at this time.

Several members of the Hailong Gang pushed the door as instructed and were smoked by a bloody smell when they pushed the door.

A gang member just took a look inside and immediately stepped out and started vomiting while holding the wall.

That was a scene like a mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood.

The woman in red walked out slowly. She still had a trace of blood on her body, clothes, and hair ends, but she seemed to enjoy the process very much.

She threw a little bit and threw a black thing to a gang member.

“Hang on the dock tomorrow.”

"Everyone will know who has the final say in Xinlu Port."

The gang member who took the things thrown by the woman in red immediately exclaimed when he saw what was black in his hand.

That was the head of the Quanzhou Gang leader.

The entire underground world of New Land Port became extremely exciting because of the arrival of the woman in red.

In just five days, the heads of several gang leaders were hung openly on the dock. No one had any evidence to prove that this was done by the Hailong Gang, but everyone knew that this was a demonstration by the Hailong Gang.

The territory that was originally occupied was spit out one after another, and the gangs that were originally aggressive also hesitated under this pure blood and violence.

It’s not that everyone has never killed anyone, but they are really competing with each other. But like a woman in red, she can kill the whole family, chop off the heads, and even chop off the people, which really scared these big men in the world.

But there is oppression and resistance. When the woman in red scares everyone a series of harsh hands, it also means that she has become a thorn in everyone's eyes and a thorn in her flesh.

But he was like a ghost, no one knew where she was hiding, and even the residence arranged by Hailong to help her was rejected. From beginning to end, she only contacted Long Feiyang with one side. She was like a swimming fish hiding in the sea, completely hiding herself.

In Zuo Zhicheng's view, this information means professionalism.

Professional murderers are warriors who are specialized in fighting and killing. Whether they are skills, strength, or mentality, they are far from being so-called gangsters or the four kings who can compare.

If you want to compare it, it means that one is part-time and the other is a professor.

Just after many gangs in Xinlu City were attacked, a name was vaguely revealed from the Hailong Gang.

Blood Rakshasa.

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Starting from that morning, when Zuo Zhicheng was practicing in the martial arts hall, he found that there were more people coming and going.

Jiang Tianzheng, who originally had morning exercises with him every day, did not practice morning exercises with Zuo Zhicheng and others for the first time, but kept going in and out to talk and communicate with others.

‘Yanwu Hall, Xinlu Boxing Club, Longquan Pavilion, Boxing Soul Pavilion, Chaoyang Martial Arts Hall…’ Looking at these martial arts masters coming and going, Zuo Zhicheng silently muttered their identities in his heart, all of whom were masters of major martial arts halls in Xinlu City.

He knew that in order to withstand the pressure of the Hailong Gang, Jiang Tianzheng had contacted these martial arts schools, and even wanted to connect all the martial arts schools in Xinlu Port and set up a martial arts association, so that more and more people practice martial arts and strengthen their bodies without fear of violence and fight against the underground forces in Xinlu City. After all, there is no fundamental conflict of interest between the martial arts schools and the gangs, and many of them are even related.

This will naturally lead to unsatisfactory people's hearts and no success.

Zuo Zhicheng guessed whether it was because of the pressure brought by the Blood Rakshasa that these martial arts schools also wanted to join in. Thinking of the so-called Blood Rakshasa, Zuo Zhicheng frowned.

Jiang Qing, who was beside him, patted Zuo Zhicheng's head and said, "What are you watching? Focus on practicing martial arts."

At that moment, Zuo Zhicheng withdrew his observation gaze and began to practice Sumeru Changquan in a stern manner. In the past few days, because Jiang Tianzheng was very busy, he handed over all the tasks of teaching Zuo Zhicheng to Jiang Qing.

Jiang Qing looked at Zuo Zhicheng punching Sumi long fist with one punch and one foot, and nodded with satisfaction: "It's not bad, it's great, it's progressing. Although you are average in qualifications, you still have some perseverance and know how to work hard." At this point, she suddenly looked stern again:

"But what are you afraid of when you are practicing these days? You keep dodging and punching softly. It's simply a shame for me."

After all, he is half a martial arts school, and he is always at a disadvantage when practicing with the students, which makes Jiang Qing feel unhappy.

Zuo Zhicheng scratched his chin and said, "I'm a little worried that I'll take the action too much. If you practice, what if you miss the target of someone else's vitality. Moreover, A Fei and the others have been practicing for longer than me, so it's normal that they can't beat it."

"What are you afraid of? Why are you practicing martial arts so much afraid of fighting? And Ah Fei and the others are not as diligent as you. You are already more familiar with the Sumeru Long Fist than them."

Jiang Qing said a little regretfully: "I tell you, practice is practice, and playing is playing. No matter how hard you practice, what's the use of not daring to take action? You are about the same age, and your weight and height are not much different. The key is to look at courage and skills.

Let me tell you, everything is fake to cultivate martial arts morality. In the future, when practicing, especially when competing with other martial arts schools, I will beat them to death! Only after winning are you qualified to say something to the end."

Zuo Zhicheng smiled helplessly: "I understand."

The morning passed quickly, and with the afternoon coming, the students who had originally come to learn martial arts gathered in the practice field, and Jiang Qing taught martial arts to practice.

The masters who came to contact Jiang Tianzheng were all concentrated in the dining room.

Outside the gate of the martial arts hall, two warriors, one old and one young, walked in. The old man gained a little weight, had a modest expression, and looked like a businessman more than a warrior.

The young man behind him looks handsome and handsome, with a bit of a talented charm.

As soon as the two entered the dining room, a group of warriors followed Jiang Tianzheng to greet him and greet him.

Zuo Zhicheng glanced at the two of them and silently said in his heart: "Chaoyang Martial Arts Hall, Xiao Jingyang, and his son Xiao Changhe. The earliest Martial Arts Hall in Xinlu seems to have something to do with the Baijiahui."

Under the detection of infrared vision, the two people's innate energy were all concentrated on their backs. Xiao Jingyang was 28% purple and Xiao Changhe was 9% purple.

"Zuo Zhicheng." Jiang Qing pointed to Zuo Zhicheng who was holding a broom and leaning against the wall and said, "She is a squad."

Zuo Zhicheng curled his lips helplessly and could only walk up to participate in this kind of "play".

The boy who was practicing with him was A Fei. He had been taught a lesson by Jiang Qing in the past, but now he looked at Zuo Zhicheng. After all, he had been practicing with Zuo Zhicheng for a while these days, and he had already known that although the other party had a very positive boxing style and was very skilled in a set of Sumeru long fist, he would easily panic when fighting, and the ten successful men could not perform 30%.

In the dining room on the other side, Jiang Tianzheng, Tianzheng, Xiao Jingyang and the masters were having a hot chat. Xiao Changhe, behind him, looked bored in this place full of elders. He only saw Jiang Qing guiding the students to practice, and he looked at him slowly.

Today, Jiang Qing is also wearing a white training suit, with her pink and jade-carved face and two heroic sword eyebrows. She looks like a combination of a female hero in the martial arts world and a wealthy daughter. She has indeed attracted the attention of many people today, but so far, only Xiao Changhe has taken action.

He walked to Jiang Qing, looked at Zuo Zhicheng, who was "left and right" under A Fei's fist in the field, and said with a smile: "Junior Sister Qing, you two students are not good, you have a foundation in kung fu, but fighting like this is different from the gangsters on the street."
Chapter completed!