Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 30: Bait

"You damned bastard! Take this axe from your grandfather!"

With a loud shout, another big man with messy black hair and a lion's head, holding a Xuanhua axe, jumped high and chopped at Song Changming on the head.

"Tsk." Song Changming frowned.

When did he become a thief?

Hijacking a prison van in broad daylight, is that right?!

Song Changming took a deep breath and swung out the Soul-Breaking Sword. In an instant, he created a powerful sword force and pressed towards the opponent.

The big man's eyes widened, and his attack was slowed down under the influence of Song Changming's sword. But he did not retreat. He jumped onto the prison car and chopped at Song Changming with his axe one after another.

This big man is worthy of being an axe wielder, he is extremely strong, even stronger than Song Changming.

But his axe skills were a bit rough, so Song Changming avoided the attack and fought back with his sword.

In an instant, a gust of cold wind blew.

Relying on his great sword skills, Song Changming quickly subdued this rough man. The long sword left more than ten bloody marks on his body, and the mask was stained with large pools of blood.

In the end, the rough man was saved by the person who handed him the knife, and he saved his life and did not die under Song Changming's knife.

"Everyone, please leave quickly. There is no need to lose your lives for me!" the prisoner in the prison car shouted loudly.

"Brother Liu is a noble man. He killed that dog official and saved the people from danger. He shouldn't die here!" The man who handed the knife cried out in grief and indignation.

Every word they said was full of the spirit of the underworld. How could Song Changming not see that these were just the impulsive actions of the underworld people.

Seeing that those men still wanted to come forward, Song Changming's face was stern, he stepped on the prison car, stood on a high ground and waited with his sword in hand.

There may be some hidden secrets in this matter, but it has nothing to do with him.

He was from the Patrol Division and had a different position. He had to ensure that these prisoners arrived at the prison in Houli Street safely.

At the same time, on a tall building on the street.

"Sir, that patrol guard is so powerful!" The maid in white clothes and holding a sword stood in the pavilion, looking down at the chaotic streets below. Seeing the young patrol guard on the prison cart defeating his enemies one after another, she couldn't help but speak out.

"Well, his sword skills are very advanced, and he is indeed quite powerful. But I don't know what school this sword skill belongs to. I can't recognize it." The handsome young man, waving his folding fan, also noticed this scene and said curiously.

Another maid holding a sword suddenly said calmly, "I have seen this patrol guard before. Do you have any impression of him, young master?"

"Oh? I don't remember where I saw you?" The young man shook his head and asked.

"About a year ago, in a restaurant on Houli Street." said the waitress.

After being reminded of this, the young master vaguely remembered it and couldn't help but smile and said, "Xiu'er still has a good memory."

The maid's expression remained calm as she continued, "At that time, I remember that this young patrolman's sword skills were only at the minor success stage. Now, in just one year, his sword skills have reached the major success stage."

This is what she cares about more.

"Now that you put it that way," the young master said in a somewhat curious tone, "Such a talent is indeed worth meeting. Perhaps we can train one or two of them."

"Then let's do this. I'll go and bring him here?" said the maid who spoke first happily.

The young master looked at the maid beside him with a half-smile, "Min'er, are you attracted to him? That boy is not bad looking."

The maid blushed and said angrily, "I feel that there are not enough useful people around you, and I think he is quite good. Maybe he can help you in the future."

"Haha, there's no rush to see him. Let's send someone to watch him first." The young man smiled faintly and put away his folding fan. His eyes then fell to the other side, and he pouted and said softly.

"It seems that the General Administration's efforts today were in vain. Liu Xiangnan, the Flying Swallow Sword, only caught some small fish and shrimps. As for those officials, it seems that their accomplices have been eliminated before."

Outside the pavilion, Liang Chuanshan also fought off a man who was robbing a prisoner van, then he and Song Changming guarded the prisoners on both sides.

A group of patrol guards gathered their forces and stood guard around the prison van.

As time dragged on, perhaps because they felt that the situation was hopeless, those people wanted to retreat with the wounded and plan for the long term.

However, at this moment, a group of patrol guards in gold-rimmed official uniforms appeared on the rooftops on both sides and stopped all those who were trying to escape. In just a moment, all those who hijacked the prisoner van were subdued.

"Why bother?" Seeing this, the man imprisoned in the prison van looked painful, holding the cage tightly with both hands, as if he felt that he had harmed them.

Song Changming glanced at him and said nothing.

"Is this a trap?" Liang Chuanshan took a deep breath. When he saw the group of patrol guards from the general office appear, he realized the problem.

This group of patrol guards arrived so timely, they must have been prepared in advance.

The commander-in-chief anticipated that this prisoner transport would attract people to hijack the prison van, and this was a ploy to catch all of these people in one fell swoop.

And all this was never told to them from beginning to end.

A moment later, the team escorting the prison van continued to move forward, and the prisoners who hijacked the prison van were taken away by the patrol guards of the general office.

Afterwards, the group successfully arrived at the Houli Street Patrol Station, and all the prisoners were imprisoned.

However, this prison van hijacking resulted in the death of seven patrolmen from the Houli Street Patrol Division and the injury of more than ten people, which was a heavy price to pay.

Two of Liang Chuanshan's men were killed, which made him feel unhappy when he returned.

"Liu Xiangnan, the Flying Swallow Sword." In the small courtyard, Song Changming looked at the list of prisoners. Everything that happened today was caused by this person.

He seemed to have heard of this man's name before.

"Liu Xiangnan is quite famous in Donglai County. He helps the weak and upholds justice. His Feiyan sword is well-known in the martial arts world. He is a top-notch knight in the county."

Liang Chuanshan sat on the bench, closed his eyes and rested, and spoke slowly.

"Why has such a person become a serious criminal now?" a patrol guard nearby asked in confusion.

"A month ago, he killed the magistrate of Yu Shui County." Liang Chuanshan said. He had read the files and the matter had gradually spread, so it was no big secret.

"Hiss, what a ruthless man!" Jiang Chunzi smacked his lips. He had never heard of Feiyan Jian and Liu Xiangnan's name, but he knew that if someone dared to kill a local county magistrate, it would be a sure death penalty if he was not caught. However, if he was caught, it would be a sure death penalty.

This is a blatant challenge to the authority of the imperial court. No matter what the reason, it is an unforgivable crime.

"Alright, stop talking about this matter, lest you cause trouble. We have a mission tomorrow, so go back and rest today."

Liang Chuanshan rubbed his brows, waved his hand and dismissed the patrol team, leaving only Song Changming.

"To be honest, I don't like the feeling of this mission, the feeling of knowing nothing and being kept in the dark." Liang Chuanshan sighed and told Song Changming what was in his heart.

"It's like a chess piece being moved around at will."

Song Changming just listened silently without saying anything.

In his opinion, there is nothing to worry about. Those in a higher position are in a high position with a panoramic view of the overall situation and are qualified to be chess players, while those in a lower position have limited rights and vision, so they can only become chess pieces.

He is a chess piece, and Liang Chuanshan is naturally also a chess piece.

The key is that if you cannot become the chess player, you must always make yourself a useful chess piece, rather than an unnecessary discarded piece.

What’s more important is to have the right mindset.

The reason why Liang Chuanshan was resentful was simply that he was expected to be promoted to the position of director recently, and his ambition for power was growing.

At this critical juncture, this mission made him feel deeply ignored, and his mentality became unbalanced.

Although Song Changming knew the problem, he didn't say anything.

After all, Liang Chuanshan is his superior. Honest advice may be unpleasant to the ears. People may not necessarily listen to a subordinate's preaching. Talking too much will only make people dislike him and will not do any good.

All he had to do was to try his best to help Liang Chuanshan successfully ascend to the position of director, so as not to let down the other party's kindness in promoting him.

"Come to Chunfeng Garden tonight and have another drink with me." Liang Chuanshan stood up and said.

"Okay." Song Changming nodded in agreement.

(End of this chapter)