SQUELCH! SQUELCH!
Since many people rushed in, Hu Ma was unceremonious, chopping down two or three first.
And just as Hu Ma was striking, Housekeeper Zhou, only a step slower, also entered. He was startled to see Hu Ma killing people, then he hurried forward to help.
He held a handful of silver needles, his movements viciously quick as he pulled them out one by one, stabbing at those standing there in a daze.
Some of them were slowly regaining their senses, some were still daydreaming, and others had just come to their senses, only to be shocked by Hu Ma's killing. But whatever the case, once stabbed by a silver needle, they immediately collapsed to the ground, their eyes rolling wildly.
"Such brilliant tactics..."
Hu Ma praised with admiration, shook the blood off his knife, and said to Housekeeper Zhou, "What kind of trump card is this? Would you teach me?"
"Silver Needle Acupuncture."
