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Shen Qing's command had barely left his lips when the room exploded into chaos.
Seeing their leader killed in the blink of an eye, the underlings of the Eagle frantically tried every means possible to escape for their lives.
Unfortunately, the hunters waiting outside had already laid their trap. Their hasty flight only led them straight into it.
The sound of snares snapping shut resounded continuously in the courtyard and outside, mingling with the screams, a relentless symphony.
Shen Qing flicked the blood off his hand and leisurely strolled inside the room.
Anyone without the foresight, who dared approach him, was killed with a single gesture.
Shen Qing's speed and ruthlessness instilled fear among the thugs in the room.
To them, killing people was like slaughtering chickens.
No, even easier than slaughtering chickens.
There was no twist in this massacre; Shen Qing and his group, with overwhelming power, annihilated Eagle's underlings.