American Comics: BOSS Invasion

Originally, these few people were discussing something shady, otherwise they wouldn't have chosen an empty and deserted bamboo forest.

The terms hadn't even been settled when the unexpected happened.

A cold wind blew through the silent bamboo forest, suddenly adding some subtle footsteps.

A black boot stepped out of the shadows, landing on the dry grass, creating a slight crunching sound and scattering a patch of fallen leaves.

Looking up from the foot, a man tightly wrapped in a black windbreaker coldly appeared before everyone.

This person clearly possessed extraordinary lightness skill, able to move silently even in this bamboo forest with its many dry branches.

The slight sounds of crushing the grass earlier were deliberately made by him.

Looking around, several figures dressed in the same way suddenly appeared beside him like ghosts, one after another, each a few yards apart, as if a group of people had appeared in the blink of an eye.

In the darkness, hundreds of similarly dressed people silently appeared around them, unexpectedly surrounding the four people.

A man in plain cyan clothes walked in front, with a tall guard behind him holding a dark iron umbrella, his arms as solid as rock, seemingly unable to be moved by any storm.

The man's expression was gentle, his gaze sweeping over the few people, finally lingering on the woman's face.

"Ding Baiying! The successor of the Qi Family Saber Technique, interesting. Although I knew from the beginning that the Emperor's drowning case wasn't that simple, I didn't expect someone like you to be involved. The Qi Family Army has changed too!"

The two disciples tightly gripped their weapons, slowly retreating in front of Ding Baiying. Ding Baiying's expression was slightly pale, but her eyes became more and more determined. Her right hand rested on the long saber, slowly drawing the blade.

Her attitude was already very clear, she would never surrender, she would rather die than do anything else!

Qi Shan ignored them, instead sizing up Shen Lian.

Shen Lian looked nervous, unsure of what to say at this point.

A man also wearing the official uniform of a Jinyiwei centurion walked out and shouted loudly: "Shen Lian, don't you salute when you see the Envoy of the Garrison? Are you rebelling?"

Shen Lian took a closer look, greatly surprised: "Pei Lun?"

It was Pei Lun who was speaking.

In Shen Lian's impression, Pei Lun was a smiling tiger, never speaking without smiling, but a typical example of hiding a knife behind a smile, turning his face faster than flipping a book, and daring to overturn the table if a sentence was wrong.

But at this moment, Pei Lun stood respectfully beside Qi Shan, his face solemn, his right hand tightly gripping his Embroidered Spring Blade, seemingly ready to protect the Lord with his life at any time.

Shen Lian was stunned for a moment, then quickly knelt on the ground.

"This subordinate, Shen Lian, a centurion of the Northern Garrison Division of the Jinyiwei, greets the Envoy of the Garrison!"

Qi Shan sighed softly: "Don't have too many little thoughts. Why can't you tell the higher-ups about anything? You have to engage in some small tricks yourself.

If it weren't for your performance with Ding Baiying tonight, which had some merit, I would have thrown you into jail long ago!"

Shen Lian quickly kowtowed.

Pei Lun shouted: "What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and scram!"

"Yes, this subordinate takes his leave!"

Shen Lian fled quickly with a forehead full of cold sweat.

Qi Shan didn't really care about the male lead. Their role was only to connect the whole story.

As for Shen Lian's hardships and how his inner emotions changed, Qi Shan was even less concerned.

Moreover, the focus of this mission was not on him.

After Shen Lian left, even more black-clad people appeared around them, densely packed, numbering several hundred, surrounding the three people in front of him.

The three looked at each other, already resigned to death.

Qi Shan said indifferently: "Take them down, try to capture them alive for me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his subordinates drew their sabers in unison, the sound neat and uniform, like a knife cutting paper.

Pei Lun stepped forward with his Embroidered Spring Blade, shouting loudly, and the surrounding Jinyiwei instantly rushed forward.

Ding Baiying was indeed remarkable. Although she and her two disciples used different weapons, they cooperated as if they were one person.

Qi Shan didn't care about this kind of scene. Ding Baiying was indeed a master, but that was all. In the era of cold weapons, there were many masters who were chased to death by soldiers, not to mention that the Jinyiwei Qi Shan dispatched today were all experts in close combat.

This was only the first wave. If the charge was blocked, the archers in the rear would provide support.

In the face of a large army, personal bravery was not enough.

The Jinyiwei were originally doing life-risking work, living with their heads hanging on their belts, so the death of some people was not a big deal.

However, Ding Baiying's identity was special after all, and if they really fought to the death, the Jinyiwei would probably find it difficult to show mercy.

Therefore, after fighting for a while, and the Jinyiwei's casualties exceeded double digits, Qi Shan secretly took action.

It was very simple, he only needed to take turns throwing the concentric lock to the three of Ding Baiying, creating an obvious flaw in their minds.

Distraction in a life-and-death battle was a deadly matter.

After a short while, the bamboo forest quickly quieted down, and the wounded were quickly taken away.

Ding Baiying and the three were tied up like dumplings and sent to Qi Shan.

Pei Lun cupped his fist and said: "Lord, leave this matter to me, I guarantee to get all the information!"

Qi Shan looked at Ding Baiying's cold eyes and smiled lightly: "Forget it, the descendants of the Qi Family Army are all very tough, why waste time!

This capital city is ultimately the world of our Jinyiwei. Although someone will cover for them tomorrow, these Jianghu people are still a bit rough around the edges.

Go check out Qingfeng Teahouse!"

As soon as he said this, the eyes of Ding Baiying and the three of them instantly sharpened.

Qi Shan chuckled: "You see, they are still Jianghu rabble, they can't even hide the expressions on their faces!"

Pei Lun grinned: "Don't worry, Lord, this subordinate will definitely search that place from top to bottom!"

Qi Shan patted him on the shoulder, said nothing, and turned to leave.

The surrounding Jinyiwei spread out like a tide, disappearing silently.

At the same time, Lu Wenzhao, the chiliarch who was sleeping at home, suddenly woke up from the bed in shock. He was about to grab the long saber under his pillow when he suddenly noticed a glimmer of cold light appearing under his chin.

Lu Wenzhao calmed himself and said in a deep voice: "You have great courage, do you know what you are doing?"

"Hehehe! Lord Chiliarch, this subordinate greets you! I apologize for the intrusion late at night, but I have no choice. My superior has ordered me, this subordinate is also very helpless! The Envoy of the Garrison invites you!"