Warlord: Starting with Subduing Little A Qiao

Then, the sound of unhurried footsteps grew closer.

"Miss Fangzi, what should we do with this person?"

The attendant bowed respectfully and asked Yoshiko Yamaguchi for instructions, only to hear her extremely cold voice.

"Never mind him, it's getting late, let's go."

"Yes."

Just ten minutes after the two left, a black sedan arrived at the police station.

"Director, you came all this way so late, you must be exhausted."

The speaker was the police chief's secretary, who had also been woken up by his chief that very night.

To be honest, he still felt that his Director Zhao was a bit paranoid.

Ever since Yoshiko Yamaguchi was imprisoned, Director Zhao has had a feeling that something bad is going to happen to her.

In his eyes, what trouble could a woman possibly cause?!

However, since he was just a nobody, he could only complain in his heart.

Meanwhile, upon hearing his secretary's words, Chief Zhao's eyelids twitched again.

He hadn't had a good night's sleep since he imprisoned Yoshiko Yamaguchi.

My eyelids have been twitching non-stop since early this morning.

Unable to put his mind at ease, he decided to visit the prison again.

At this moment, the driver in the front seat stepped on the brakes, and the car slowly came to a stop.

Director Zhao took the lead, opened the car door, and strode towards the prison.

His height and long legs gave him an immediate advantage, allowing him to put several steps ahead of his secretary behind him.

The secretary quickly jogged up to catch up, and seeing Director Zhao stop at the door, he wondered what was wrong.

But the next moment, a glance around, and he too froze on the spot.

At the prison gate, a corpse lies silently.

Taken aback, Director Zhao and his secretary hurriedly headed towards the prison.

When they arrived at the innermost cell where Yamaguchi Yoshiko was being held, they found that there was no one there at all!

In other words, Yoshiko Yamaguchi has absconded!

Thinking of this, Director Zhao broke out in a cold sweat.

This perfectly healthy person was entrusted to my care, and now they've simply vanished?!

Where will this leave the police station's reputation?!

Where does that leave my pride?!

Meanwhile, at the Feng Mansion.

After the Paramount Ball ended, Feng Jingyao returned home looking gloomy, seemingly still unable to recover from the scene at the banquet.

Feng Chengcheng had been watching all along, and that evening she personally prepared a table full of dishes.

Seeing that Feng Jingyao was lost in thought again, Feng Chengcheng immediately put down her chopsticks and said in a coquettish tone.

"Dad, I made this especially for you."

Hearing his beloved daughter say this, Feng Jingyao snapped out of his daze, picked up the food in his bowl, took a bite, and forced a smile as he praised her.

"Delicious, no wonder Chengcheng made it."

Although he said it was delicious, judging from his expression, he clearly didn't pay attention to what he was chewing at all.

Even if he were eating coarse food now, he would probably still say it tastes delicious.

Seeing Feng Jingyao's performance this time, Feng Chengcheng's eyes showed a bit more worry, and she put a few more pieces of ribs into Feng Jingyao's bowl.

"Dad, eat more. You need to eat more nourishing foods lately."

As he watched his beloved daughter keep putting food on his plate, Feng Jingyao's worries lessened slightly, and he felt a little more comforted.

However, his mind was still not on the food; he was still thinking about everything that had happened at the dance.

5.6 Mrs. Yokota is actually Yoshiko Yamaguchi of the Heavenly Dragon Society!

In other words, his previous partners were very likely members of the Tianlong Society...

It's important to know that the connections and resources Mrs. Yokota introduced to him played a significant role in his business empire.

If others found out that I was indirectly cooperating with the Tianlong Society...

Despite the still-warm summer day, Feng Jingyao felt a chill run down his spine.

In today's climate of such high fervor against Japanese aggression, I'm afraid I'll also be criticized as a traitor whom everyone condemns...

Thinking of this, Feng Jingyao felt the food in his mouth was becoming increasingly bland.

After quickly finishing a few more bites, Feng Jingyao went back to his room to get some rest.

Just as he walked to the window to draw the curtains, a dark figure suddenly emerged from behind them.

"Mr. Feng, would you like to continue our cooperation?"

A familiar voice sounded.

It's clearly Yoshiko Yamaguchi!

Chapter Sixty-Six: Wasn't it supposed to be a group fight? The Jingwu School comes knocking for refuge!

Night had fallen, and it was already late at night.

Wang Meng, Liu Ming's junior apprentice, grew increasingly heavy-hearted as he had yet to receive any news from Liu Ming.

Why hasn't my senior brother returned yet?

As if a million ants were gnawing at his heart, he paced anxiously in place.

Looking at the time again, it had been a full six hours since Liu Ming went to the police station.

In another hour, it will probably be dawn.

Thinking of this, Wang Meng took a deep breath and immediately made a decision.

He had to go and see.

With that thought in mind, he headed towards the police station.

Even from a distance, across the street from the police station, Wang Meng vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

It was just as night was turning into daylight, and the sky was beginning to brighten. Normally, only breakfast vendors would start getting busy at this time.

However, a large crowd had already gathered in front of the police station.

At that moment, as Wang Meng approached, the whispers of the onlookers drifted into his ears like wisps of smoke.

“This is too tragic…”

"He died with his eyes wide open in disbelief!"

"I don't know what he did wrong, but he died right in front of the police station..."

"I live right across the street. I heard that the police chief came last night, and when he came out, he looked terrible, his face was all long and grimaces!"

As one sentence after another entered his ears, Wang Meng's entire mind trembled violently.

dead?!

He had a vague sense of foreboding, and his heart skipped a beat.

Suppressing his suspicions, he peered inside through a gap in the crowd.

Upon looking up, it was as if a thunderclap had exploded overhead, and Wang Meng froze on the spot.

The person lying quietly in front of the police station was clearly a figure he knew all too well.

It's his senior, Liu Ming!

His coarse cloth shirt was stained red with blood, and the entire garment was now covered in dried brownish-red stains.

For a moment, his voice became so hoarse that he couldn't utter a single word, as if he had a grain of sand in his throat.

The next moment, Wang Meng charged into the crowd like a cannonball and suddenly knelt down in front of Liu Ming's corpse.

"Brother!"

The hysterical voice was like the sound of stones rubbing against each other with gravel, rough and hoarse.

The master is gone.

My senior brother has also left.

Wang Meng felt as if a huge boulder weighing hundreds of pounds was pressing on his heart, making it hard for him to breathe.

The next moment, a torrent of anger erupted.

It must be Yoshiko Yamaguchi's gang!