At the same time, centered around this small building, a large number of figures suddenly appeared on the streets within a 500-meter radius.
Without exception, these people all wore uniform attire, held sharp weapons, and walked forward in silence with stern expressions.
A bone-chilling aura of murder gathered above their heads like a dark cloud, suffocating anyone nearby.
In an instant, the previously bustling small town turned into a dead silence.
All the residents who witnessed this scene showed expressions of fear and hurriedly hid inside their homes, not daring to breathe loudly for fear of attracting the attention of these thugs.
But some were filled with worry, like the few people who just greeted Si Qingqing, who, now hiding in a room, couldn't conceal the sorrow on their faces.
"This is bad, they're definitely after Qingqing, what should we do? Where's her brother?" Granny Hao said in a panicked whisper.
