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As Lin Qing's voice fell, the sound of bones breaking could be heard. It was a very loud sound.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

The two burly men suddenly covered their arms. Their bodies went limp and they fell to the ground, their faces flushing red.

With a "pu" sound, a mouthful of blood sprayed out from the mouths of the two burly men. As the blood was spat out, the two burly men immediately became dispirited.

"Is the Green Bamboo Gang only so strong?" "Let me witness it for myself. It's a pity that two heroes can be called cripples." Seeing this scene, Lin Qing placed her hands behind her back. Her tone was indifferent, and it carried a sense of coldness and ruthlessness.

The two burly men were now pale-faced and their gazes towards Lin Qing had turned timid. They no longer looked at Lin Qing with arrogance; instead, their faces were pale and filled with despair.

The broken bones in their hands made the two men realize that they could no longer hold the weapons. For the members of the gang, losing their strength meant losing everything. They were waiting for a miserable ending.

As she coldly swept her gaze over the two of them, Lin Qing quietly stood at her original spot. She neither entered nor left the hall, and only swept her gaze across the depths of the hall with a mysterious feeling in her eyes. Towards the miserable ending of these two burly men, Lin Qing did not have the slightest trace of sympathy.

The members of the underworld gangs were not any better than the sluts in the city, especially as gangs, you could forget about making anyone look at you. If Lin Qing did not run out of options back then, how could she have walked on such a path?

However, in every profession, as long as one develops to a high level, one would be able to rise to prominence. The same goes for the gang, the gang, such as the largest gang in Golden Scale City, the White Demon Gang, whose leader, even if it was the Golden Scale City Lord who saw them, had to be courteous to him. Of course, all of this was built on powerful strength, but these two strong men of the Green Bamboo Gang were clearly not that strong, so the fate of these two men was already very clear.

The tragic appearance of these two men caused Wu Yan and Huang Shan, who were following behind them, to feel a jolt in their hearts. When the two men looked at Lin Qing, they could not help but show traces of reverence.

Lin Qing had crippled two of the Green Bamboo Gang members with a single punch, not only because she had swept her face, but also because she had borrowed their power to establish her own prestige.

Sure enough, after a short while, light footsteps came from the Ju Yi Hall. The sound was light, as if he hadn't heard it at all.

"Leader Lin of the Tiger Gang is quite arrogant, he immediately crippled two people from my faction. Could it be that you want to bully our Green Bamboo Gang?" A middle-aged man with a folding fan walked out of the hall. He had a refined expression and was dressed in white, looking just like a scholar.

"Bullying isn't exactly right, it's just helping the Green Bamboo Gang members with the rules, so as to avoid them failing to understand the rules in the future. Oh, right, I wonder who you are …?" Lin Qing's countenance remained unchanged, as though she had just discovered something. Her tone of voice was indifferent, neither servile nor overbearing.

"I am not talented, so I am Lin Danzi, the Branch Lord of Red Leaf Town's Green Bamboo Gang. The person you taught a lesson to is under my tutelage." A middle-aged scholar with a refined complexion and dressed in white clothes gloomily looked at Lin Qing.

"Oh, so you're Green Bamboo Gang's Branch Lord Lin Danzi. You're such a rare guest!" "I wonder what Helmsman Lin has come to my Tiger Gang's territory for?" Lin Qing glanced at the two people behind Lin Danzi. Their black and white clothes clearly matched each other, and their eyes sparkled brilliantly.

"Humph!" Lin Danzi let out a cold snort. His complexion was clearly serious. He only turned his head to look at the black and white men behind him.

The black and white dressed man seemed to understand Lin Danzi's intention, he suddenly stood up and cupped his fist, looked at Lin Qing and said, "I've long heard that the Tiger Faction that came to Red Leaf Town this time has extraordinary martial arts, I, Bai Que, Hei Que would like to experience it and see if the rumors are true or not."

In the blink of an eye, he had already dived into the three feet gap between Lin Qing and him. As he struck out with his palm, his palm turned into a fist as a strong gust of wind slashed towards Lin Qing's face like a blade, whistling through the air, his face filled with pain.

With a cold smile, Lin Qing's feet did not move at all. Her hands, which were originally at her back, were gently lifted. They appeared unusually slow, but just as the white fist was about to reach Lin Qing's face, it was covered by Lin Qing's palm.

The palm and fist clashed soundlessly, seemingly capable of shattering a brick wall with one punch. However, when faced with Lin Qing's palm, there was not the slightest movement.

Bai Qi's expression changed and his fist moved. Just as he was about to withdraw it, he saw that Lin Qing's hand had grabbed Bai Qi's fist, causing him to be unable to move it at all.

Just as he was about to make a move, he suddenly felt a pain in his wrist, as if his hand was about to break. Without even thinking about it, one could tell that it was Lin Qing clenching her hand and exerting a massive amount of force on his wrist.

With a pale face, Bai Qi was also unwilling to have his arm broken by Lin Qing. He hurriedly exerted all of his strength into his fist to fend off the immense force that came from Lin Qing's palm.

Sensing Bai Qi's resistance, Lin Qing coldly snorted and muttered in a low voice, "The light of Star Fire dares to compete with Haoyue!" As his palm prepared to exert strength, preparing to cripple Bai Qi's arm in one go, Lin Qing suddenly felt a strong gust of wind come from his back, giving him a faint sense of danger.

Although Lin Qing did not want to let go of Bai Qi, she had no choice but to let go of him. Compared to losing Bai Qi's arm, her safety was much more important.

Releasing his palm, Lin Qing lowered her head and twisted her body abruptly. Her figure seemed to have drifted away, appearing twenty feet away in just an instant.

A streak of cold light flashed past where Lin Qing had just been. The sword light was sharp, and it cut off one's hair with a blow. However, Hei Que had circled behind Lin Qing at some point and struck out with a sinister strike.

After his attack missed, Hei Que took a step forward and his figure appeared near Bai Que. He stood shoulder to shoulder with Lin Qing and tensed his muscles and tightened his eyes, looking at Lin Qing as if he was facing a great enemy.