Infinite Puzzle City

Chapter 843 Uproar at the Inn
This sudden, powerful slap left everyone in the inn, from the accountant behind the counter to the cleaning staff, completely stunned.

Who is that proprietress? She's a C-level professional, a notorious shrew in the Changchun Guild, yet today she was slapped across the face by a mere patrol team member.

The proprietress's face flickered between light and shadow, her eyes fixed intently on Mingjie.

Yang Mingjie's heart was pounding, but his face was completely indifferent, as if it were written all over his face: "Go ahead and kill me if you dare."

The proprietress was seething with hatred as she looked at Yang Mingjie's fearless demeanor, but after much deliberation, she dared not make a move.

She couldn't figure out this person's background, especially since a patrol team member came to her door right after the group moved in, which inevitably made her suspicious.

As the saying goes, the more you know, the more afraid you become.

As the proprietress of this inn, she knew all too well that there were shady things going on in the inn.

If her whereabouts were exposed because of this, she wouldn't be able to bear the blame from above.

Thinking of this, the proprietress covered her face and forced a smile: "Brother Yang, I misspoke just now. Please forgive me, Brother Yang, for being so magnanimous."

As she spoke, the proprietress pressed herself closer: "If you have any complaints, just say so. We're all neighbors, why make a fuss?"

After the proprietress finished speaking, she gave the accountant a wink.

The accountant immediately took out the items that Yang Mingjie had mentioned earlier from under the counter and placed them on the table. At the same time, the proprietress quietly slipped a money bag into Yang Mingjie's arms.

It was a heavy money bag, containing at least fifty yuan worth of ghost money.

"What, are you trying to fob me off like a beggar?"

Yang Mingjie looked at the proprietress with a cold smile.

"Oh, brother, this is a small business, and there are so many mouths to feed. Please, have mercy on me. If it really doesn't work, you..." The proprietress's eyes were already brimming with tears.

With that pitiful look, if Yang Mingjie hadn't known that this place was not simple, he probably would have been fooled by this woman.

"Haha, okay, easy, easy."

Yang Mingjie nodded with a smile, but unexpectedly slapped the proprietress across the face again and threw the money in his arms onto the table: "You dare to bribe the police? I think your business is not clean. Get the people in your shop out. I suspect you are hiding a wanted criminal in your house."

After being slapped twice in a row, the proprietress was trembling with anger, but she didn't dare to retaliate for the time being. Her face was contorted, looking like she had eaten too many mushrooms.

"what happened?"

On the second floor of the inn, a middle-aged man squinted and carefully examined Yang Mingjie.

Behind him was a shop assistant, who said with his head down, "I don't know where he came from, he came here to stage an accident. I just called the team and contacted them, but we haven't heard of any operation."

After saying that, the waiter whispered, "Third Master, what do you think...?"

The guy made a gesture.

The man known as Third Master frowned and scolded, "Foolish! This is Ruzhou City, not our territory. Since it's a staged accident, let's handle it officially. Call their squad leader and have him take some men away."

"Ugh."

The man quickly lowered his head, stepped back, and started making phone calls to call for backup.

In the lobby, the proprietress was crying her eyes out, but Yang Mingjie wasn't having any of it. He spat a mouthful of phlegm directly in her face and cursed:
"You lowly wench, what are you crying for? Could it be that you're hiding someone you shouldn't be hiding? Quickly call out all the guests in the shop so I can check them out, or else... Hmph, your shop is probably finished, and you'll probably be going to jail with me!"

Just as Yang Mingjie was cursing, the sound of hurried footsteps came from outside the door. Before one of the men even entered, he pointed at Yang Mingjie and shouted, "Yang Mingjie, what are you doing?"

Yang Mingjie glanced back, his expression immediately turned serious, and he stood up straight and replied, "Report: This woman is harboring a wanted criminal and tried to bribe me. When the bribe failed, she tried to seduce me. I remember the company rules and firmly refused. I ordered her to call out the guests in the inn so that I could check and identify them, but she refused to comply."

The landlady on the ground was dumbfounded and angrily pointed at Yang Mingjie: "You're talking nonsense."

“Whether you’re talking nonsense or not, look at the money bag on the table—it’s evidence.” Yang Mingjie said righteously and with an upright expression.

"Nonsense! Yang Mingjie, have you lost your mind? Get out of here, and I won't pursue this matter. Otherwise... I'll skin you alive."

The group that entered was also dressed in patrol uniforms, but the man in the lead was clearly of a high rank.

He sternly rebuked Yang Mingjie.

However, upon hearing this, Yang Mingjie raised his head and said, "Sorry, Captain Liu, you are not my leader and you have no right to control me. I came here today to chase a fugitive. Unless you let my captain come, I will not give up until I catch the fugitive."

"You're talking nonsense!!" Liu Xiaowei was furious upon hearing this. He stepped forward, pointed at Yang Mingjie, and said in a low voice, "Do you know whose place this is? This is Supervisor Yang's place. You come here to cause trouble. How many lives do you have?"

"Supervisor Yang?" Yang Mingjie curled his lip. "Impossible, absolutely impossible. My Master Yang would never stoop to such business. My Supervisor Yang is incredibly wealthy." Yang Jun acquired 5% of the shares in Jingqi Pavilion, plus a golden egg worth 40 yuan left to him by Xiao Ran, making him undoubtedly the wealthiest among all the supervisors.

There would be dividends every month after that, even if it was only five percent. The dividends would not be a small amount, so why would I be interested in such a small business?

Upon hearing this, Liu Xiaowei immediately interrupted, "Stop talking, it's Yang Zhendong, Supervisor Yang, why are you pretending to be confused?"

"Oh, you mean, Supervisor Yang has also invested in this business? This is Supervisor Yang's territory, right?"

Yang Mingjie suddenly realized, but he didn't buy it. He glanced at Liu Xiaowei and said, "You're not going to tell me that this lowly servant is Supervisor Yang's lover, are you?"

Liu Xiaowei's face darkened, and he stared intently at Yang Mingjie: "You little brat, are you tired of living?"

"What, did I say something wrong?" Yang Mingjie stared at Liu Xiaowei, his unyielding attitude driving Liu Xiaowei almost crazy with anger.

"Come on, take him away from me!!"

Seeing that there was no point in continuing, Liu Xiaowei roared, and several people behind him rushed up and attacked.

Two patrolmen flanked Yang Mingjie from both sides, swooping down on him like hawks! Their claws were sharp and fierce, clearly indicating they were serious about dislocating his arm.

Yang Mingjie's pupils contracted, but he showed no panic. He suddenly exerted force in his waist and abdomen, and his whole body flipped up like an arrow released from a bow. With his clothes fluttering, he drew the D-grade short blade [Cold Sparrow] from his waist with a "whoosh"! The blade drew a cold arc like a crescent moon in mid-air, and a chilling aura exploded out.

"Hey!"

The two men at the front had blood splattered on their wrists and screamed as they clutched their arms and retreated!

"Rebellion! Break his legs!" Captain Liu's eyes were bloodshot, his boot heels slamming into the ground. Four or five team members behind him simultaneously drew their standard batons, the tips of which emitted fiery red streams of heat, instantly scorching the air!
In the blink of an eye, Yangming Jie's sword had already grown old.

A gust of bloody wind suddenly swept in from behind! The proprietress, who had just been slapped twice, looked like a demon, her fingernails growing three inches long, gleaming with a ghostly green light as they plunged straight into his back! "You little bastard, die!"

A murderous aura came from behind, and four more people wielding long sticks came crashing down in front of them.

In a flash, Yang Mingjie suddenly flicked his hand, and a black paper tiger flew out from his sleeve.

"Ow!!!"

A deafening tiger's roar, a thunderclap from the ground!
A phantom image of a fierce tiger with piercing eyes and a white forehead suddenly solidified! The tiger's claws, accompanied by a chilling wind, slammed down with a sharp "crack," shattering the proprietress's entire arm bone into dust!
The tiger was no bigger than the palm of a hand, but its roar startled the residents of several surrounding streets, sending shivers down their spines.

The four patrol team members blocking the way were sent flying backward by the tiger's roar, crashing heavily to the ground. Their faces were ashen, and they felt as if their internal organs were about to be shattered.

"Rank C! No, it looks like a Rank B cursed object."

On the second floor, Third Master's pupils constricted, and he was also taken aback. But upon closer inspection, he realized that this thing was not an ordinary cursed object, but rather seemed to be a consumable.

It's probably their trump card to save their lives.

"Om!!"

At this moment, the door to the guest room was pushed open, and Kaslia and several others came out of the door, looking coldly downstairs.

"Is this what you call absolute safety?" The middle-aged man behind Kaslia looked at Third Master with displeasure.

"It was just a minor accident."

Third Master said with a cold face.

"Do you need our help?" Kaslia took out her short sword from her spatial storage.

But Third Master immediately stopped them, saying, "No need. This matter has nothing to do with us. It's an internal matter for their company. You guys shouldn't interfere, lest your disguise be discovered."

Kaslia glanced suspiciously at the black paper tiger below, then turned to Third Master: "Are you sure? This thing seems very evil, not something that patrol team would produce."

Third Master frowned upon hearing this, but still insisted, "Don't worry, gentlemen. Once you're inside the inn, even if the Heavenly King himself came, he wouldn't let you guests do anything. We'll take care of him."

As they were talking, Third Master took out his phone, pressed the dial button, and soon a lazy voice came from the other end of the line.

"what's up?"

The voice that was speaking belonged to Yang Zhendong.

“A member of the patrol team caused a huge disturbance in my shop, and Liu Xiaowei, one of your men, was seriously injured…”

After a moment, Third Master hung up the phone and said to Kaslia and the others with a smile, "Gentlemen, there's going to be a good show soon."

(End of this chapter)