The fading glow of the evening sun cast a shadow over half the sky, half stained with blood.
"Mercy! Master, mercy! I'll let them go!"
"Ugh!"
A shrill scream echoed through Fule East Alley. A wooden door was splattered with blood. A thin man in black collapsed, the short knife in his hand clanging to the ground.
A thick, calloused hand slowly lifted from his chest.
Master Mu, raging with rage, struck the man with a brutal and deadly blow, piercing his heart.
Then he stripped him of his clothes and put them on himself.
As his gaze swept across the alley, he saw seven men in black lying in a pool of blood.
"You bastards of the Baling Gang, I promised you I'd kill them all if I caught you doing evil!"
"Hmph! I killed five by myself, and you two together only killed two. When it comes
