American Comics: BOSS Invasion

An hour later, Fatty contentedly tucked the little notebook into his bosom.

“Thank you! You’ve really helped me out. I, Big Fatty, am a man of my word. Since I've received your kindness, I should show some appreciation! How about this? It's almost the end of the year, and the kitchen is preparing the annual banquet. There are plenty of ingredients. I'll have someone pack some midnight snacks for you later as a token of my gratitude!”

Hong Qigong laughed heartily, giving two thumbs up simultaneously: “Officer, you’re a stand-up guy!”

Fatty nodded, beckoned to the skinny man, and the two turned to leave.

As soon as their footsteps faded away, Hong Qigong's expression instantly turned gloomy.

Behind him, Huang Yaoshi was staring blankly, while Old Urchin was pacing in circles.

“It really is the Nine Yin Manual, it really is! Old Urchin, I remember it clearly, the order of those words hasn't changed at all!”

Guo Jing and Huang Rong exchanged a glance, both looking at them with some concern, fearing that these old men might not be able to handle it and something might happen.

They belonged to the new generation and didn't have a deep understanding of the Nine Yin Manual. Moreover, the original storyline hadn't even had time to unfold before they were caught and thrown into the Six Doors prison, completely changing the course of their lives.

Now, they had even less of a concept of the Nine Yin Manual!

Huang Yaoshi was in a daze, his heart already somewhat broken.

The Nine Yin Manual, a treasured secret scripture to martial artists all over the world, something they would risk their lives to snatch, was now commonplace in the Six Doors.

Two rookie constables who didn't even understand the basics were holding onto techniques of that level. Then how powerful must the masters in the upper echelons of the Six Doors be?

Huang Yaoshi couldn't even begin to imagine.

The next morning, Huang Rong was released from prison.

Amidst her father's worried gaze and her reluctant farewell to Brother Jing, Huang Rong was quickly led out of the prison.

Stepping out of the Six Doors yamen gate and looking at the clear blue sky above, Huang Rong even felt like she had been reborn.

In reality, she had only committed minor offenses. The three-month sentence wasn't considered heavy. Although there was some community service to do, overall it wasn't too bad.

During these days, on duty days, she would be escorted by constables along with other prisoners who needed to do community service, to different streets in Zhangjiakou to clean the roads and pick up trash.

After working for more than two months, Huang Rong was extremely familiar with Zhangjiakou.

She took a deep breath, carrying the silver taels that Hong Qigong had secretly slipped her, and strode towards the city gate.

Her goal was simple: to first investigate the Six Doors thoroughly.

Qi Shan stood in a teahouse not far away, watching Huang Rong buy the supplies and walk out of Zhangjiakou's city gate with firm steps, a slight arc appearing at the corner of his mouth.

Actually, Qi Shan was already getting a little bored with playing the game here.

With his current power, he was no different from a god to the martial artists of the world.

It was like a child whimsically playing with ants, finding it interesting at the time, but the ants would be instantly forgotten when a lollipop appeared.

The difference was that the lollipop Qi Shan had been waiting for had never appeared.

The changes in the plot were significant, almost changing the entire power dynamic of the world, yet the Main God Space hadn't made the slightest move.

Was it because the last time he deliberately sent back that Reincarnator, they had leaked his information, or had this world been completely abandoned by the Main God Space?

For Qi Shan, only Reincarnators were toys worth looking forward to.

The abilities and strange items they carried were what Qi Shan was looking forward to.

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Three months passed in a flash. Huang Rong followed a merchant caravan and returned to Zhangjiakou again.

After experiencing imprisonment, Huang Rong felt that she had matured a lot. With three of the Five Greats of the World by her side, providing personal guidance in martial arts for a year and three months, Huang Rong was already not the same person she used to be.

However, these three months of wandering the martial world alone still gave her a considerable shock.

Huang Yaoshi, as one of the Five Greats of the World and the master of Peach Blossom Island, was already a top figure in the small-scale peasant economy.

Although Huang Rong was just unlucky, she had grown up in luxury and had never worried about money.

This time, she went out not only to investigate various news about the Six Doors but also to get more money.

It's just that the martial world today has become different from what she had heard!

What martial artists acting lawlessly, killing people at the drop of a hat, mountain strongholds in the deep mountains, bandits running rampant, killing countless people, and water bandits near the water, sometimes even the ferryman could be a bad guy who invited you to eat a 'board knife' noodle.

Huang Rong didn't see any similar situations along the way. Instead, she often saw constables wearing uniforms of various colors, walking back and forth in front of her.

Usually, when martial artists just started a conflict and hadn't even really started fighting, the Six Doors constables would magically appear around them and quickly tie up both sides and take them away!

She didn't see any mountain bandits or water bandits at all. Even the Beggar Clan branch halls, which she often heard about in stories, had mostly been converted into orphanages.

All of them were run by people from the Six Doors.

The hot-tempered martial arts heroes and the notorious underworld figures had all been visited by the masters of the Six Doors and were now basically staying in prison.

Most of the reputable sects were avoiding contact, and the number of disciples traveling the martial world had dropped sharply.

The martial arts heroes of today were more polite than the next, and the swords in their hands had almost become decorations.

Holding the transfer order in her hand, she almost couldn't wait to rush into the Six Doors prison.

“Father, Brother Jing! Rong'er finally has a way to save you!”

The moment she saw Huang Yaoshi and Guo Jing, Huang Rong couldn't help but burst into tears.

Huang Yaoshi was overjoyed. He knew that his daughter wasn't one to make empty promises. Since she dared to say such a thing, she must be very confident.

He instinctively wanted to ask clearly, but the words changed unconsciously as they reached his lips.

“Rong'er, why are you back again? This is not a place to stay for long, you should leave quickly, don't worry about us!”

Huang Rong wiped away her tears and said with red eyes: “Father, don't worry, take a look at this first!”