After killing those reckless hooligans, the alley returned to its tranquility.
The old hunters from Hongshan Village carried on with their eating and sleeping as usual.
After all, it wasn't their first time killing someone, and everyone seemed to feel a bit at ease.
Inside the house.
After taking care of everything, Shen Qing called Shen Xiaohu and Tian Xiaohu over.
"Brother Qingzi, why did you call us over this late? Are we going to kill someone else?" Tian Xiaohu asked cheerfully as soon as he entered.
He had been lucky in the earlier fight, finding three to four hundred wen on a few bodies.
Although this money couldn't compare to what Shen Qing got each time, he was still quite happy since he earned it himself.
Shen Qing took out a knife, wiped it, and said, "We need to go to Tang Biao's place. He practices martial arts, so he must have some savings. I didn't find much on him; it's probably all at his house. We should go check."