Chapter 184 - 182: Sweeping All Directions!
On the other side, the General Director knelt in front of Song Changming, trembling all over as he couldn’t stand due to his severe injuries.
Song Changming lifted the chin of the man before him with the edge of his blade and said calmly, "Tell me, where is the prison?"
"There, there..." The General Director, faced with Song Changming’s absolute power, felt no desire to resist.
His determination to protect his dignity was kicked away by the intruding Song Changming.
Upon hearing this, Song Ping’an beckoned to White and then strode towards the prison. White followed obediently, wagging his tail.
Meanwhile, Dahuang was even more restless, seeming to still want to play as he dashed unpredictably towards the patrol guards arriving intermittently.
Song Changming casually sat on the wooden rail at the entrance, waiting quietly.
"Who exactly are you, daring to commit such outrageous acts? Are you aware of the consequences?" The General Director, lying on the ground for a while, suddenly gathered a bit of courage and questioned Song Changming.
"I’m aware," Song Changming replied, unfazed.
His expression remained unchanged; he was calm and unhurried.
"If you leave now, there’s still time. Otherwise, when the soldiers arrive, you won’t escape even with wings!" The General Director continued to threaten.
In fact, he was worried about his own safety, desperately hoping Song Changming would leave soon.
"You’re talking too much." Song Changming stared at the General Director on the ground, a faint killing intent emanating from him.
Thunk!
Dahuang suddenly leaped in front of the General Director, opening his blood-filled mouth and baring his teeth at him.
The General Director was startled, and a chill ran through his heart, making him shut his mouth immediately, not daring to utter another word.
Before long, from the direction of the prison, Song Ping’an emerged with a group of prisoners.
There were at least fifty or sixty people.
Many of them were injured, carried on people’s backs or held in their arms.
They were all members of the Changming Association who had been captured. Upon seeing Song Changming, a middle-aged man hurriedly stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said, "I am Hu the Third of the Changming Association. Thank you, young hero, for your assistance!"
Although he did not know who Song Changming was or why he risked so much to save them.
But he dared not forget this great favor.
"I must ask you, do you know where Liang Zhao Long is?" Song Changming looked at Hu the Third and the others and inquired.
"I dare to ask, young hero, what is your relationship with Zhao Long?" Hu the Third furrowed his brow and asked.
He couldn’t help but be cautious.
If the other party was an enemy seeking revenge, even though Song Changming had saved him this time, he would rather die than reveal Liang Zhao Long’s potential escape location.
"He called me to solve the crisis of the Changming Association. Right now, he is in a precarious situation, and I need to go save him." Song Changming spoke directly without wasting time.
Upon hearing this, Hu the Third was about to say something when Liang Zhao Long arrived with members of the Changming Association.
Seeing Liang Zhao Long safe, Song Changming couldn’t help but laugh lightly, "Looks like I’m not too late."
Liang Zhao Long first glanced at Hu the Third and the others, then his gaze fell on Song Changming as he hurriedly approached.
"Brother Song!"
"Tell me, what’s the current situation?" Song Changming asked.
The information from the letter they had sent earlier was clearly out of date.
"Um, let’s discuss it after we leave here." Liang Zhao Long suggested, glancing at the injured patrol guards scattered everywhere.
"Alright, this is indeed not the place for a conversation." Song Changming nodded, patting his sleeves as he stood up.
But at this moment, a large group of government soldiers finally arrived, swarming in.
Numerous crossbow arrows were aimed, targeting Song Changming and the others causing the chaos.
"Watch out!" Instinctively, Liang Zhao Long drew his saber, placing it horizontally in front of Song Changming.
Song Changming placed a hand on Liang Zhao Long’s shoulder and said slowly, "I’ll handle it."
After saying that, he stepped through the crowd.
"General Sir!" Among the group of soldiers, a commander saw the weakening General Director on the ground and his face changed drastically.
To have disturbed the entire Public Security Bureau and made the General Director so embarrassed, the enemy before them must be extremely strong.
"Release the arrows!"
Immediately, he ordered without hesitation, not daring to delay further, and whether they could capture some alive would be discussed after the battle!
Countless crossbow arrows formed a fan shape, shooting forth, a dense mass of arrows launching in unison!
Hu the Third and his group felt their scalps tingling.
Such dense strong crossbow and bow shots posed a threat of injuring or even striking them fatally, leaving them tense and anxious.
Only Song Ping’an and Liang Zhao Long, aware of Song Changming’s capabilities, remained calm and unperturbed.
Song Changming casually swung a blade.
The next moment, a dragon’s roar resounded, and the Wind Dragon appeared!
The fierce wind raged, blowing away the thousands of incoming arrows without a trace, sending the government soldiers staggering, unable to keep their eyes open.
The Wind Dragon howled through, and the hundreds of soldiers rushing in were swept away like cut wheat, flying neatly to the corner of the wall.
Now that his inner Qi had formed a vortex, and his mastery of the sword technique had reached an advanced level, it unleashed such astounding destructive force.
"Amazing, so powerful!"
Hu the Third and others from the Changming Association were dumbfounded by the scene before them.
They never imagined that Song Changming’s strength would be so formidable.
The moment the Wind Dragon was summoned, they saw Song Changming’s figure and were astonished, seeing him as a Celestial Being.
"Qi Refining! This is a Qi Refining expert!" Hu the Third, with his broad knowledge, blurted out.
"A Qi Refining expert!"
To them, even the Body Refining Extreme Realm was a distant dream, so for a Qi Refining expert to suddenly appear was indeed shocking.
"Let’s go." Song Changming, holding a long saber, led the way, with Dahuang and White guarding him on either side.
The remaining government soldiers outside were all intimidated by Song Changming’s earlier display and dared not obstruct him.
They could only watch as Song Changming led the members of the Changming Association away, at a loss for what to do.
In the County City, at the Sanhe Gang headquarters, a grand celebratory feast was underway today.
"To have your assistance is the good fortune of the Sanhe Gang. In the future, I, Meng Baihu, will not disappoint you!" A dark-skinned man, seated proudly atop a high seat, raised his cup and laughed heartily to one side.
The laughter was full of satisfaction and arrogance.
"To earn the appreciation of Master Meng is also our honor. We only hope to find a foothold and survive in your esteemed gang." The people on the other side immediately raised their glasses in response, one of them laughed and said.
"Naturally, you who have left the Changming Association to join the Sanhe Gang are like good birds choosing the right tree. I assure you no one in Sanhe Gang will speak ill!"
"Then we thank the master in advance..." that person immediately replied.
This group was the internal traitors who had previously betrayed the Changming Association and stabbed Liang Zhao Long in the back.
Had they not leaked the information, the Changming Association wouldn’t have suffered such a blow.
To say who they hated, this group of people was the most hated among the Changming Association, followed by the Sanhe Gang and the government.
Of course, having done this, they never thought of turning back.
The Changming Association was definitely done for, and at this critical moment, they couldn’t wait to disassociate themselves, so why would they do anything unnecessary?
Many enjoyed the atmosphere of the celebratory feast, feeling smug, believing they had made the right choice.
Unlike the stubborn Hu the Third and others, who stuck with the Changming Association and ended up in jail.
The celebration continued in full swing, becoming more and more lively.
"Drinking like this is a bit dull; someone, bring in the dancers." Meng Baihu waved his hand and ordered loudly.
However, outside the banquet hall, no one responded to his command.
"Someone, someone!" Meng Baihu grew a little impatient.
At that moment, the door was pushed open.
A group of uninvited guests barged in, shattering the lively atmosphere of the feast.
The arrivals were none other than Song Changming and the members of the Changming Association led by Liang Zhao Long.
Those who had betrayed the Changming Association were as frightened as if they had seen ghosts, jumping up from their seats.
"What’s wrong? You seem disappointed to see us now?" Hu the Third looked at these traitors, who were still attending the enemy’s celebration feast, and sneered.
Other members of the Changming Association also eyed the traitors eagerly, ready to rush over.
"Changming Association..." Meng Baihu gritted his teeth, grabbing the large iron-rimmed saber beside him.
The Sanhe Gang members at the feast also picked up their weapons, confronting Song Changming and the others with their blades.
"You are Meng Baihu?" Song Changming tilted his head, looking at the blackest man in the room.
The name was Baihu, but his appearance was quite the opposite.
"I am, and you are?" Meng Baihu stared at Song Changming, vigilant.
His old rival was Liang Zhao Long, but today the latter stood behind Song Changming like a subordinate.
It was evident that Song Changming’s identity was extraordinary, making Meng Baihu cautious.
"You don’t need to know." Song Changming didn’t intend to waste words, and with a wave of his hand, the two dogs, one yellow and one white, leapt from the crowd, crashing the wine table and pouncing directly at the high-seated Meng Baihu.
"Kill!"
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