Fantasy: After transmigrating, I effortlessly became a god.

Guo Zhengfeng crawled forward desperately, and when he saw Zheng Qian approaching, his fear overwhelmed the pain of his broken leg.

"Zheng Qian, my ancestor, I was wrong. Please just pretend it was nothing and let me go. I beg you."

Zheng Qian's eyes were icy cold. "If I lose, will you let me go? The innocent women you tortured and violated, the hundreds of innocent people you killed—did you let them go?"

Guo Zhengfeng was terrified. He pleaded desperately, "Zheng Qian, my brother is a fourth-rank official, a protégé of the Prime Minister. If you kill me, my brother will definitely seek revenge. You'll be offending the Prime Minister's faction. If you just let me go, I'll leave West Fourth Street, and West Fourth Street will be yours, okay? Okay? Waaah..."

He cried. The arrogant and domineering Guo Zhengfeng, the scourge of Xisi Street, actually cried. If the residents of Xisi Street saw this, they would be overjoyed.

"My sword is fast, it won't hurt. Be a good person in your next life." After Zheng Qian finished speaking, his sword rose and fell, and Guo Zhengfeng, the scourge of West Fourth Street, died.

His gaze swept over the members of the Xinyi Gang; about three hundred of them were still alive, and they were all trembling with fear.

"Everyone come here and kneel down."

The three hundred members of the Xinyi Gang dared not disobey Zheng Qian's orders. They all gathered together and obediently knelt in front of Zheng Qian, their hands on the ground and their foreheads touching the ground. They dared not express any dissatisfaction, for fear that Zheng Qian would kill them.

"You have one hour to dig a big pit, throw all the corpses in, and bury them."

"Yes, Lord Bousho." In contrast to their previous arrogance, they were now very obedient, like sheep waiting to be slaughtered, filled with fear and dread.

Reaching the left side of Qingtai Slope, where there is a small river, Zheng Qian jumped in to wash off the blood, then picked up the clothes he had prepared in advance and changed into them, waiting quietly for the members of the Xinyi Gang to complete the task he had given him.

These people should be prepared to have their bodies dumped in the wilderness. Zheng Qian doesn't care who they are; he wants them all to be laid to rest and not to cause any trouble. Anyone who dares to cause trouble will be dealt with by a heavy sword.

In the woods, people from various factions quietly left. Zheng Qian's combat power exceeded their expectations and they were deeply shocked. They wanted to tell their masters as soon as possible.

Lord Mingxing pulled Wu Yuxiao's steel sword from the tree trunk, swished it back into its sheath, and said calmly.

“Yu Xiao, you have a good eye. Zheng Qian’s combat strength can no longer be measured by his cultivation level. Hurry up and talk to him to recruit him into our team.”

"Yes, sir." Wu Yuxiao bowed respectfully, feeling a sense of triumph.

I wasn't born in Iwaki, but I'm no worse than anyone else.

After the members of the Xinyi Gang filled the pit, Zheng Qian walked in front, followed by the seriously injured Feng Baqiang, who limped behind, and then there were more than 300 members of the Xinyi Gang.

Outside the West Gate, Zheng Qian stopped and turned to shout at the Xinyi Gang members, "Kneel down."

Feng Baqiang was the first to kneel down. Zheng Qian had broken three of his ribs with a single sword strike, but he didn't utter a sound. The more than three hundred people behind him followed suit and knelt down.

Zheng Qian pointed inside the city gate and said, "Starting from here, kneel and walk to the West Fourth Street Square. If everyone forgives you, you will live. If they don't forgive you, it means you have done too many evil deeds and deserve to die."

After Zheng Qian finished speaking, he led the way into the West Gate, and people from West Fourth Street rushed over to watch.

"Lord Bousho has won! Lord Bousho has won!"

"Heaven has eyes, there is hope for West Fourth Street."

"Is Guo Zhengfeng dead? Is he dead?"

"He's dead. Lord Fangzheng's return means Guo Zhengfeng is dead."

At first, everyone was whispering among themselves, until a rotten egg was thrown into the kneeling procession, and then all sorts of things rained down on the members of the Xinyi Gang.

"You beasts, you will all die a horrible death."

"You've finally met your match, you beasts!"

“Kill them, they deserve to die.”

As public sentiment surged, the objects thrown at them became more dangerous, with stones, bowls, and even kitchen knives flying through the air.

People kept falling down, but they struggled to get up and catch up with the group. No one dared to stand up; they all obediently walked on their knees.

Tens of thousands of people had already gathered at Xisi Street Square. They had been waiting there since early morning, hoping to hear the news of Zheng Qian's victory over the Xinyi Gang as soon as possible.

When Zheng Qian appeared, a string of Xinyi Gang members knelt behind him, and everyone was in an uproar. They saw the dawn of a new life.

"Fangzheng, Fangzheng..."

Everyone was chanting "Fang Zheng!" Zheng Qian had only been there for three days, but he had already eliminated the cancerous Xinyi Gang. He had kept his promise to everyone.

Walking all the way to the side room, Zheng Qian stood on the high platform, looking down at more than 10,000 people, as well as at Feng Baqiang and more than 300 people kneeling down.

He raised his hand and pressed the button, and tens of thousands of people fell silent. Zheng Qian took the megaphone that Zhang Tiezhu had prepared in advance.

"Fellow residents of Xisi Street, my brothers, sisters, and compatriots, I, Zheng Qian, have promised to give you a safe and stable life. Today, we have completed the first step: eradicating the Xinyi Gang, the scourge of Xisi Street. From today onward, there will be no more Xinyi Gang."

clap clap...

Applause erupted, and everyone was excited. Zheng Fangzheng was a good official who kept his word.

He raised his hand and pressed down. Although the tens of thousands of people were very excited, they all cooperated and quieted down to listen to Zheng Qian speak.

"Our goal is not only to protect everyone's safety, but also to enable everyone to live a good life. In the future, we will form teams to strengthen security patrols to ensure everyone's safety; we will also improve infrastructure to enhance everyone's quality of life so that everyone can have meat to eat; we will also develop the economy to provide more job opportunities so that everyone can earn money."

clap clap...

"Alright, we trust Lord Zheng."

"Lord Zheng, you are a good official, I will listen to you."

"Lord Zheng, we will all listen to you."

The residents of Xisi Street were very enthusiastic and excited, so Zheng Qian had to raise his hand again to quiet them down before continuing.

"The Xinyi Gang has committed numerous evils. There are still more than 300 people here. Everyone, please take a good look at who they are and write down their bad deeds as a list of charges. I require everyone to write the truth. You must have seen them do it with your own eyes. You cannot write what you heard. Send a representative from each street to submit the list of charges. I will give you one hour. I will wait for you here."

Zheng Qian waited quietly. He noticed that the four people on the four streets would actively seek out others, and he remembered these four people.

Xu Shicai of Shuxiang Lane, Yun Duo'er of Jinxiu Lane, Wan Gaotu of Shixiang Street, and Peng Peng, a burly man with a long beard, is the owner of Peng Feng Hao of Baigongfang. He is a master of the early stage of the Blood Refining Realm and a famous forging expert in Wuyan Kingdom.

When the residents boldly wrote down their accusations, Zheng Qian knew he had gained approval and had essentially secured control of West Fourth Street. Under his rule, the area would be as solid as an iron plate, becoming his most reliable stronghold in Yan City.

In less than an hour, Zheng Qian obtained information on more than 300 people. It was a list of their crimes, several pages long, all detailing the bad things they had done.

Zheng Qian felt a chill run down his spine. These three hundred people were just small fry, while the list contained more than two hundred names, and only fifty-three people had not been prosecuted, including Feng Baqiang.

"Feng Baqiang, Li Ziyang, Zhang Xi... When your name is called, please stand up and wait outside the room."

Fifty-three men stood up. Although they were members of the Xinyi Gang, they were thankful that they had never harmed the residents of Xisi Street. The remaining two hundred-plus men remained kneeling, their bodies trembling with fear.

"Lord Bosho, please spare us."

“Guo Zhengfeng made us do it, or he would kill our whole family.”

"Yes, Lord Bousho, please give us a way out. We know we were wrong."

With a clang, the heavy sword Guardian was drawn, and Zheng Qian's gaze turned cold. "Whoever utters another word, I will immediately send him to see Guo Zhengfeng."

The two hundred-plus people fell silent instantly. They had witnessed Zheng Qian kill a thousand people with their own eyes, so killing a few of them would be a piece of cake for him.

"Peng Peng, you will take the indictment and them to the yamen to turn yourselves in."

Peng Peng, who was observing, was not in a good mood when Zheng Qian called him. He was nudged by the person next to him and then he realized that the magistrate was calling him. He quickly responded.

"Rest assured, Lord Zheng, I will definitely bring the indictment and these people to the yamen and ask the yamen to determine their crimes and give everyone justice."

Peng Peng led a dozen or so men, escorting more than two hundred people toward the yamen. Zheng Qian stared at his back and nodded in satisfaction.

This person is usable.