Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 182 Sweeping all directions!

On the other side, the director general on duty knelt in front of Song Changming, his arms and legs trembling, and he was unable to stand up due to his severe injuries.

Song Changming lifted the chin of the man in front of him with the blade and said calmly: "Tell me, where is the prison?"

"Well, there." Faced with Song Changming's absolute strength, the Director General had no thought of resisting at all.

His determination to defend his dignity to the death was kicked away by Song Changming who broke in.

Upon hearing this, Song Ping'an, who was standing by, waved to Dabai and strode towards the prison. Dabai wagged his tail and obediently followed him away.

The big yellow one was even more active, and looked like it had not had enough fun. It continued to charge towards the patrol teams that arrived one after another.

Song Changming sat casually on the wooden railing at the gate, waiting quietly.

"Who are you? How dare you do such a heinous thing? You know the consequences!" The director general lay on the ground for a while, then suddenly mustered up some courage and questioned Song Changming.

"Of course I know." Song Changming said calmly.

He looked calm and unhurried.

"You, if you leave now, it's still not too late. Otherwise, once the soldiers arrive, you won't be able to escape even if you have wings!" The director general continued to threaten.

In fact, he was worried about his own safety and wished Song Changming would leave as soon as possible.

"You've been talking too much nonsense." Song Changming looked at the director general on the ground, with a faint murderous intent emanating from him.

Boom!
At this time, Dahuang jumped in front of the director general, opened his bloody mouth and bared his teeth at him.

The director general was startled and terrified. He immediately shut his mouth and dared not say another word.

Not long after, Song Ping'an rushed out from the direction of the prison with a group of prisoners.

There are at least fifty or sixty people.

There were also many who were injured and were carried on others’ backs or in their arms.

They were all captured members of the Changming Society. After seeing Song Changming, one of the middle-aged men hurried forward and said with a bow, "I am Hu Lao San from the Changming Society. Thank you for your help, young man!"

Although he didn't know who Song Changming was, he also didn't know why Song Changming took such a big risk to save them.

But he would never forget the grace of giving him a new life.

"Let me ask you, do you know where Liang Zhaolong is?" Song Changming looked at Hu Laosan and his group and asked.

"Excuse me for asking, what is the relationship between you and Zhaolong?" Hu Laosan asked with a frown.

He had to defend.

If the other party was an enemy, even if Song Changming saved him this time, he would rather die than reveal where Liang Zhaolong might have escaped.

"He called me to resolve the crisis of Changming Society. His current situation is worrying and I need to save him." Song Changming did not waste time beating around the bush and spoke directly.

When Hu Laosan heard this, just as he was about to say something, Liang Zhaolong had already arrived with members of the Changming Society.

Seeing that Liang Zhaolong was fine, Song Changming couldn't help but chuckle and said, "It seems that I am not too late."

Liang Zhaolong first glanced at Hu Laosan and his group, then his eyes fell on Song Changming, and he immediately walked over quickly.

"Brother Song!"

"Tell me, what's the current situation?" Song Changming asked.

The letter message sent earlier was obviously too delayed.

"Well, let's leave here first and discuss this later." Liang Zhaolong suggested, looking at the injured guards on the ground.

"Okay, this is indeed not the place to talk." Song Changming nodded, patted his sleeves and stood up.

But at this time, a large number of officers and soldiers finally arrived and swarmed in.

A large number of bows and crossbows with arrows were set up, locking onto Song Changming and other rioters.

"Be careful!" Liang Zhaolong subconsciously drew his sword and held it across Song Changming.

Song Changming held Liang Zhaolong's shoulders and said slowly, "Let me do it."

After saying that, he led the crowd out.

"Mr. General!" Among the large number of officers and soldiers, a general's face changed in shock when he saw the chief general lying on the ground with his breath weak.

The enemy in front of him must be extremely powerful, as he was able to turn the entire General Security Department upside down and beat the Director General into such an embarrassing state.

"Fire arrows!"

Immediately, he gave the order without hesitation, not daring to delay any longer. Whether he could capture a few people alive would be decided after the war!
Countless arrows from bows and crossbows formed a fan shape and shot out. Tens of thousands of arrows were fired at the same time, forming a huge and dense black mass!

Hu Laosan and his companions all felt their scalps tingling.

With such a dense concentration of powerful crossbows and bows shooting at them, there is a possibility that they will be injured or even killed by hitting vital points, so they can't help but be nervous.

Only Song Ping'an and Liang Zhaolong knew Song Changming's abilities and did not seem panicked.

Song Changming just handed out a knife calmly.

The next moment, a dragon roared, and a wind dragon appeared! The fierce wind blew away the thousands of arrows that were shot at it, and all the officers and soldiers were blown to the ground, unable to open their eyes.

The wind dragon roared past, and hundreds of soldiers who rushed in were blown to the corner like cut wheat.

His internal energy has now formed into a cyclone and he has mastered the sword techniques to perfection, so the sword moves he makes have such astonishing destructive power.

"Okay, so strong!"

Hu Laosan and other members of the Changming Society were all stunned by the scene before them.

They never expected that Song Changming's strength would be so powerful.

The moment the wind dragon was summoned, they saw Song Changming's figure and were shocked.

"Qi refining! This is the Qi refining master!" Hu Laosan was very knowledgeable and blurted out the answer.

"He is actually a master of Qi training!"

In their eyes, when the ultimate state of body refining was still an unattainable dream, one can imagine their shock when a master of Qi refining suddenly appeared.

"Let's go." Song Changming walked in front with a long knife in his hand, with Dahuang and Dabai protecting him on his left and right.

The remaining officers and soldiers outside were frightened by Song Changming's sword strike and did not dare to stop him.

I just watched Song Changming and the Changming Society leave, at a loss as to what to do.

In the county town, the headquarters of the Sanhe Gang, a celebration banquet is being held today.

"It is a blessing for the Sanhe Gang to have your help. I, Meng Baihu, will never let you down in the future!" A dark-skinned burly man, with a majestic figure, sat on a high seat, raised his glass and laughed to one side.

The laughter was full of complacency and unbridled enthusiasm.

"It's our honor to be appreciated by Gang Leader Meng. We only hope to survive and gain a foothold in your gang." Everyone on that side immediately raised their glasses in response, and one of them said with a smile.

"Of course, you left the Changming Society and joined our Sanhe Gang. It's normal for you to abandon the dark and join the light. I guarantee that no one in the Sanhe Gang will say anything bad about you!"

"Then thank you, boss." the man said immediately.

This group of people were the traitors who had previously betrayed the Changming Society and stabbed Liang Zhaolong in the back.

If they hadn't tipped off the group, the Changming Society wouldn't have suffered such a terrible loss.

If we talk about who is hated, they are the ones that Changming Society hates the most, followed by the Sanhe Gang and the government.

Of course, after doing such things, they never thought of turning back.

The Changming Society is definitely finished. They don't even have enough time to distance themselves from the relationship at this critical juncture, so how could they do anything unnecessary?

Many people were enjoying the atmosphere of the celebration banquet at this time, and were still feeling complacent, thinking that they had made the most correct choice.

Unlike the stubborn and rigid group of people like Hu Laosan, who stuck to the Changming Society and were all sent to jail.

The celebration banquet continued in full swing and became more and more lively.

"Drinking like this is a bit boring. Come, bring all the dancers in." Meng Baihu waved his hand and ordered loudly.

However, outside the banquet hall, no one responded to his order.

"Someone come, someone come!" Meng Baihu became a little impatient.

Just then, the door was pushed open.

A group of uninvited guests barged in, disrupting the lively atmosphere of the banquet.

The visitors were Song Changming and a group of Changming Society members brought by Liang Zhaolong.

Those members who rebelled against the Changming Society jumped up from their seats in shock when they saw this group of people, as if they had seen a ghost.

"Why? You seem disappointed to see us now?" Hu Laosan sneered as he looked at these traitors who were attending the celebration banquet of their mortal enemy.

The other members of the Changming Society were also sharpening their knives and couldn't wait to rush over to those traitors.

Meng Baihu of the Changming Society gritted his teeth and grabbed the broad knife with an iron ring beside him.

The members of the Sanhe Gang at the banquet also picked up the weapons they carried with them and faced Song Changming and others with their swords.

"Are you Meng Baihu?" Song Changming tilted his head and looked at the darkest man in the room.

His name is Baihu, but his appearance is just the opposite.

"That's right, who are you?" Meng Baihu stared at Song Changming vigilantly.

His old rival is Liang Zhaolong, but today he is standing behind Song Changming, looking like his younger brother.

This was enough to show that Song Changming's identity was not ordinary, which forced him to be vigilant.

"You don't need to know." Song Changming didn't intend to waste too much time. He raised his hand, and two dogs, one yellow and one white, jumped out from the crowd behind him, crashed into the banquet in front of them, and rushed straight towards Meng Baihu on the high seat.

"kill!"

(End of this chapter)