American Comics: BOSS Invasion

The innkeeper's eyes lit up, but seeing the little beggar's face still full of dissatisfaction, he suddenly became stubborn.

He slammed the table and said, "Is this about money? This is a matter of dignity! This kid has been causing trouble here time and time again. I felt sorry for him before and didn't bother with him, but who knew he would get worse and worse. I think he's just a bad seed by nature. If we don't arrest him now and teach him a good lesson, he might just rob people on the street in the future!"

Huang Rong was furious: "What did you say?"

The innkeeper shrank his neck: "Officer Xing, look, he's going to hit someone again!"

Officer Xing frowned. He glanced at the gold on the table, sized up Guo Jing, and said, "Who are you? What's your relationship with the dead man? Why are you offering money for him?"

Guo Jing cupped his fist and said, "I've only just met this little brother, but I can tell that he's not really bad, just a little hungry. Plus, he's young and a bit mischievous. Please, sir, be lenient and let him go.

He's weak and probably can't stand prison. The innkeeper has only lost some money, I'll pay him double! Innkeeper, will this be enough?"

The innkeeper shuddered, secretly lamenting in his heart.

Wasn't I just asking for trouble? If I had known this silly boy was so rich, I should have told the waiter to be more insistent just now, so I could have gotten a gold ingot as compensation, instead of being dismissed with just a few steamed bun coins.

Moreover, the Six Doors have an internal assessment system. They must arrest a certain number of criminals each month. Officer Xing was already anxious, and now that he finally caught one, how could he easily let him go!

The innkeeper looked at the gold reluctantly, closed his eyes, and shook his head vigorously.

Guo Jing was anxious: "Innkeeper, why are you..."

"This little brother!" Officer Xing interrupted him: "Although we've only just met, don't interfere! The regulations for maintaining public order are not that strict to begin with. Three months is already lenient.

If the stolen amount exceeds three or two taels of silver, then you'll be locked up for at least a year!

Moreover, the Six Doors' arrest department focuses on punishment. Punishment is just a means, not the ultimate goal. It's just to let him know that not everything can be done, do you understand?"

Guo Jing opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, and could only turn to look at Huang Rong.

Huang Rong smiled coldly: "My father was right, the Song Dynasty court is corrupt and rotten to the core. A mere few steamed buns and you want to imprison me for three months. Fine! As long as you can catch me, what's three years?"

Before she finished speaking, Huang Rong kicked the table towards Officer Xing and the other officer, and took the opportunity to leap up. With a few jumps, she was on the roof, and disappeared in a few shakes.

The innkeeper closed his eyes and sighed.

Guo Jing reached out in astonishment, "This..."

Officer Xing snorted coldly: "Very good, resisting arrest, attempting to escape, the crime is doubled. This time, it's not just three months, but at least a year! Yan Xiaoliu!"

Another constable responded and drew his saber with a clang. He stepped forward, twisted his waist, and shot up to the roof, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Guo Jing was shocked.

He learned from the Six Freaks of Jiangnan, and had seen countless martial arts techniques since he was a child. Although his kung fu might not be that great, he still had some perspective.

When he saw Huang Rong dodging the arrest just now, he thought she was just agile, but he didn't expect her to have lightness skill.

And that constable who hadn't said a word was also quite skilled. He seemed to be almost as good as his masters.

Were there so many experts in the Central Plains? A mere constable also had such skill?

The innkeeper shook his head and sighed. "What a sin. It would have been better to honestly go to the Six Doors. Petty theft isn't a big crime. Saying it's three months in prison is actually just three months of sweeping the streets. You have food and shelter, so you won't go hungry. Why did you have to run away in front of the constables?

Isn't this just running into the barrel of a gun?"

Saying that, the innkeeper cupped his fist to Guo Jing: "This guest, if you have nothing else to do, please finish your meal and be on your way. That little brother's crime is doubled, I'm afraid he'll have to stay in jail for a while!"

After speaking, the innkeeper shook his head, looked at the gold with envy, and turned away regretfully: "Officer Xing, please sit here for a while, I'll get you some snacks and a fruit platter, and a pot of good tea."

Officer Xing nodded and found a table to sit down: "Don't worry, that kid has some skill. His lightness skill is obviously much better. Yan Xiaoliu only practices killing moves on weekdays and has always sneered at lightness skills. This time, it may take a while, but it's also good to let the bad guy teach him a lesson. Next time he practices, let's see if he dares to be lazy?"

The waiter didn't dare to neglect him, and quickly brought a few plates of dried fruit and a pot of good tea.

Officer Xing took out a small piece of silver from his belt and placed it directly in the waiter's hand.

Guo Jing looked at it in disbelief. When did officials start paying for their meals?

From childhood, in the mouths of his masters, officials were the most hateful. They were all busy getting promoted or making money, ignoring the people. Even the inconspicuous petty officials were extremely greedy.

How could it be so different here?

He had just returned to the Central Plains from the desert. His six masters were not by his side, and he couldn't figure out many things, so he had no choice but to wait silently.

He was worried about Huang Rong, and didn't want him to be imprisoned, but he also felt that it was wrong for him to steal, so he had no choice but to remain silent.

The appearance of a thief attracted many onlookers.

Since the Six Doors were established and suppressed the security of the world, theft and crime have declined sharply, so it can't be said that doors are not closed at night, but the situation is much better than before.

Zhangjiakou has a special location, with merchants coming and going, so the Six Doors attach great importance to it. Since the establishment of the Six Doors Yamen, the number of constables has been constantly increasing.

The security in Zhangjiakou is already very good. Occasionally, some ignorant martial artists appear, and most of them will be resolved on the street. It is rare to see such a high-flying thief.

Out of curiosity, everyone ran to the restaurant, ordered something, and waited while eating.

The innkeeper's business inexplicably improved a lot, which slightly reduced his regret over the loss of gold.

Guo Jing listened to the surrounding people discussing, the people were actually betting on how long it would take to catch Huang Rong.

Not a single person thought that the constables would not be able to catch him.

Some said one incense stick's time, some said one hour, and some said two hours, the longest being no more than six hours.

While Guo Jing was puzzled, he also became curious about the Six Doors.