บท 162: Chapter 159 Black Iron Bow_1

Lightning cleaved the sky, thunder rolled.

The dark clouds, heavy as lead blocks, could not dispel the thick stench of blood that permeated the air, despite the violent storm.

Liang Qu, grand and authoritative, sat on a wooden bench by the shore, with a bound Zheng Tianfu lying at his feet.

He gazed into the distance at the turbulent waves of Jianghuai Great Marsh while two Whale Gang members tremblingly held up rain capes behind him to shelter him from the rain.

The remaining twenty-some members, clad in their rain capes, shivered as they used poles with hooks to retrieve bodies from the riverbank.

"Ugh!"

One of them vomited and staggered dizzy into the water, utterly petrified.

A ghost from the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood rose to claim lives.

Even seeing a water ghost wouldn't be as terrifying as the present situation.

The faint sound of coughing mixed with the noise of the rain.