It took less than a second. The entire hall fell deathly still, as if even breathing had ceased.
Wang Hu's eyes widened, unable to believe what he was seeing. He knew exactly how strong those two men were. In Shigou Village, they were considered invincible. The onlookers were also scared stiff, trembling in terror. They thought they could easily handle a woman today, but instead, they had summoned a god of death.
He had only been here for a few minutes, yet three people had already died by his hand. His methods were clean and decisive, with no messing around, and brutally violent.
Yang Qi ignored their fearful glances and walked out of the hall. He had told Zhang Xiaohua and the child to wait outside. He then walked back in and shut the door that had been kicked open.
"Why are you shutting the door?" Wang Hu asked with a frown.
"To make sure you don't escape, of course," Yang Qi said as if he were discussing something mundane.
