American Comics: BOSS Invasion

After about half an hour, a figure descended from the sky and crashed to the ground.

Yan Xiaoliu landed lightly, nonchalantly dusting off his hands.

“Master, this little thief can really run! Not only is he agile, but he clearly has profound martial arts skills. If I weren't more skilled, I'm afraid I would have let this kid escape!”

Huang Rong was tied up securely, with iron chains wrapped around and around, turning her into a human dumpling. A sweaty rag was stuffed into her mouth, the strong odor of sweat drilling straight in, making her gag repeatedly.

She regretted not listening to her father's words. She had only heard that the martial world was dangerous and the world was difficult, but Huang Rong didn't take it seriously, thinking it was just something her father made up to scare her.

She never expected that the martial world would actually be so dangerous.

She wanted to cry, she wanted to go home!

Constable Xing didn't even look up, only responded faintly, finished his tea dregs, put down the teacup, and waved his hand.

“I told you to practice lightness skill normally, but you wouldn't listen. Now you know it's difficult, right? Go back and practice harder. If you don't master lightness skill within three months, I'll skin you alive!”

Yan Xiaoliu shrunk his neck and grinned foolishly.

“Take him away!”

“Wait!”

Guo Jing became anxious and jumped out quickly.

“This young brother is just young and ignorant due to different experiences. Can you make an exception? I'll talk to the shopkeeper and pay however much money is needed, but he can't go to jail!”

Shopkeeper Tong sighed beside him, shaking his head repeatedly.

Constable Xing sized up Guo Jing, his tone turning slightly cold: “This young brother, I see that you are strangely dressed and know that you have returned from beyond the Great Wall. You don't understand the rules of the Central Plains, so I didn't bother with you for interfering with the constables arresting people before.

But that doesn't mean you can point fingers at the Six Doors. How to enforce the law? How to arrest people? We don't need to ask you!

If you dare to obstruct us again, I will assume that you have ulterior motives and arrest you together for interrogation. It would be good to ask where the gold on your body came from?”

Guo Jing was speechless.

Constable Xing glanced at Guo Jing, snorted softly, and walked past him.

Yan Xiaoliu picked up Huang Rong, carrying her on his shoulder like a sack, smiled at Guo Jing, and followed closely behind.

Watching the backs of the two, Guo Jing was a little at a loss. Shopkeeper Tong sighed and brought over a few plates of dried fruit.

“Young brother, you are not in the Central Plains, so you may not know the changes in recent years. Since the Six Doors emerged more than ten years ago, the atmosphere within the Great Song Dynasty has changed accordingly. Strict national laws and the mighty power of the country have almost been engraved into everyone's bones.

It's best not to interfere with the Six Doors' handling of cases easily, be careful not to get burned!”

After giving a few instructions, without waiting for Guo Jing to answer, Shopkeeper Tong turned and left.

Having run a restaurant for so many years, she had seen countless guests coming and going. This was the first time she had seen such a silly boy who poured out his heart and soul to someone he had just met.

It's just that good people don't live long, while scoundrels live for a thousand years.

When this young man truly comes into contact with the martial world and understands its dangers, he probably won't be so naive anymore.

On the other side, Qi Shan also put down his wine glass with some frustration.

Although this scene was pre-arranged by him, he always felt that it was not very satisfactory.

Constable Xing and Yan Xiaoliu came out too quickly.

Zhangjiakou's location is special. As early as a few years ago, Qi Shan had consciously replaced a large number of game players with intelligent AIs.

Don't look at Constable Xing's external performance as no different from ordinary people, but in fact, his inner self is an artificial intelligence that has been set with a fixed program.

There are tens of thousands of similar bio-engineered individuals in Zhangjiakou, but the vast majority are secret agents collecting information, and there are only hundreds of constables and the like.

Even so, hundreds of constables can still make the martial arts people in Zhangjiakou unable to breathe.

Shopkeeper Tong is right, there are really not many people who dare to cause trouble in Zhangjiakou now.

Huang Rong is innocent and romantic. She had a falling out with Huang Yaoshi and left home in a fit of pique. She changed her identity along the way, traveling and playing. Only after arriving in Zhangjiakou did she have the whim to change into the costume of a little beggar and steal things everywhere.

She was just being naughty and didn't expect it to be so serious after being reported to the authorities.

Huang Rong was escorted into the Six Doors for free interrogation and sentencing procedures.

On the other hand, Guo Jing, a young brother he had just met, was inexplicably arrested by the government. He understood the rules, but he didn't understand why it was so serious.

Unable to understand, he inevitably felt a little depressed. He stayed in the hotel for a few days, going to the restaurant every day to look out, hoping to wait for the day Huang Rong would be released.

But waiting and waiting, Huang Rong didn't wait, but his six masters came.

Han Xiaoying was the most sensitive and noticed that Guo Jing's emotions were not quite right on the day he arrived.

He didn't show any signs during the welcome dinner, but after three rounds of drinking, when the communication gradually stabilized, he asked what had happened.

Guo Jing was originally an honest child, and he grew up with six masters since he was a child. The closest people to him were them, so naturally he wouldn't lie, so he explained the whole story from beginning to end.

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Baoju, the most irritable of them, slapped the table.

“Damn it, I heard from the merchants who came to Mongolia before that the environment in the Song Dynasty has improved. Under the diligent governance of experts, corrupt officials and those who bend the law for personal gain can hardly be seen anymore. What the hell is this?

I think it's just bullshit. The Song Dynasty's court has already rotted from the root, and it's not worth expecting!”

The eldest, Ke Zhen'e, said in a deep voice: “It's a bit outrageous. It's just a naughty child. It's just a matter of eating a few steamed buns. Paying compensation is enough. Why do you have to arrest him and send him to jail? I think there must be a conspiracy behind this!”

Quan Jinfa said: “Big brother, do you think we should take care of this matter?”

Everyone looked at Ke Zhen'e together. Ke Zhen'e said without hesitation: “Of course we have to take care of it. If we don't take care of such things, where will we put the reputation of the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan? Jing'er, have you inquired about where the Six Doors prison is these days?”

Guo Jing shook his head.

Zhu Cong smiled and said: “Big brother, Jing'er is an honest child, and he doesn't have any experience in the martial world. When he encounters a situation, his mind will naturally be blank. This doesn't matter, we can teach him slowly in the future. Let me take care of this matter. I'll go out for a walk and I'll understand the situation in general!”

“Then I'll trouble you, second brother!”