"It's me." The white-robed swordsman laughed and casually threw his hair behind his head.

"Go and chase him." Lu Zheng said to several patrol guards under his command.

"Yes."

In the afternoon, at the east gate of the city.

Several farmers were carrying hoes and pushing a wooden cart forward.

On the wooden cart, there was an elderly man who looked disabled, and several bags of grain.

"Stop, open the bags?" The city guard pointed to the wooden carriageway.

"Okay, soldier, they are all crops and grains." The farmer smiled and hurriedly opened all the bags, revealing a large piece of grain inside.

"Well, what's wrong with this old man?" The city guard took a look and then pointed to the old man lying on the wooden cart.

"My father fell and injured his body yesterday, and brought him to the clinic for treatment today." The farmer explained.

The city guard wanted to move closer, but then he smelled an unspeakable body odor. He frowned and waved his hand, asking the farmers to leave quickly.

Just as the farmers breathed a sigh of relief and pushed the wooden cart out of the city, a patrolman at the city gate came slowly towards them, which made them nervous again.

"Don't panic." One of the farmers whispered.

When the farmers lowered their heads and were about to walk past the patrolman, a hand suddenly pressed on the side of the wooden cart.

The farmers looked at each other, and their bodies had already tensed up inconspicuously, ready to burst out at any time.

"Next time we meet, let's drink together."

As soon as these words came out, the old man on the cart, who had originally closed his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the patrolman who was passing by.

Who else could it be but Song Changming.

The injured old man on the cart was Liu Xiangnan who had changed his appearance, and the farmers were naturally disguised masked men.

It must be said that the disguise level of these people is indeed very high, and it is difficult for ordinary people to see through them even if they get close.

Song Changming had spent two days alone with Liu Xiangnan and found that the wounds on the old man's exposed hands and feet were exactly the same as Liu Xiangnan's, so he saw the clues.

As for coming to the east of the city, it was purely his own speculation, thinking that Liu Xiangnan would leave the county city from this city gate along the Luolong River.

Of course, it doesn't matter even if the judgment is wrong. He is not trying to catch Liu Xiangnan and re-execute him, but simply wants to see him again.

Seeing that Song Changming did not stop them, the people pushing the cart did not stay for long and took Liu Xiangnan out of the city quickly.

"How is it, did you find it?" Liang Chuanshan asked when he saw Song Changming.

"No, it seems that the general office has not found the fugitive either." Song Changming shook his head.

Liang Chuanshan said helplessly: "Only at this time, I feel that this county city is really big."

It is not easy to search for people in the huge Donglai County City, especially as time goes by, the longer the target hides, the harder it is to catch.

Song Changming said nothing more, but he was thinking that he had better keep a low profile before the storm was over.

As for the martial arts that Liu Xiangnan taught him, he tried to practice them without using them, so as not to be identified by someone with ulterior motives and cause trouble.

Afterwards, the kidnapping of Liu Xiangnan spread quickly because there were too many witnesses at the execution ground at that time.

People in the public who admired Liu Xiangnan applauded.

The General Administration of Public Security was not so happy. If the superiors held him accountable, someone would have to take the blame.

So, the old director of the Patrol Armor Division, who was originally scheduled to step down, was dismissed in advance.

The new director was also directly finalized.

In the end, Liang Chuanshan, who had made outstanding achievements in the past two years, took over and officially took charge of the Houli Street Patrol Armor Division.

When the news came out, even Liang Chuanshan himself did not expect that the surprise came so suddenly.

The official position he had always dreamed of was finally obtained by him as he wished.

Now, he is one of the most famous people in the entire Houli Street area!

So, when the lower-class civilians were still talking about Liu Xiangnan who escaped, the middle and upper-class people had already focused on Liang Chuanshan.

The merchants, leaders of the forces, heads of the aristocratic families, and other people in Houli Street who had received the news in advance came to the Liang family to visit and congratulate.

For a time, the living room and yard of the Liang family were crowded with people every day.

So, three days later, Liang Chuanshan completed the handover of his position. After returning from the general office, he directly held a banquet to entertain all parties.

Song Changming, as Liang Chuanshan's most capable general, was naturally invited to go.

He was arranged at the main table, which was enough to show Liang Chuanshan's attention to him.

"Changming, if it weren't for your help over the past year, I would have made many achievements, and this position might not be mine. I became the director, and you are still my most trusted confidant!"

At the banquet, Liang Chuanshan took the initiative to raise a glass with Song Changming and said sincerely.

"Brother Liang, you are too kind." Song Changming smiled and said modestly, but he was not flattered by it.

"I'm serious, don't worry, I will never forget you one day, wait, Changming." Liang Chuanshan patted Song Changming's shoulder with a hint of meaning, and then went to entertain other guests.

Tonight, not only did people from Houli Street come to the banquet, but also the chiefs of the patrol and guards from other blocks came.

Even some people from the general office came, giving Liang Chuanshan enough face.

This is also such an honor after becoming a director.

The banquet was full of wine and noisy.

Due to his status, Song Changming was just a little transparent person with little presence in this banquet where many bigwigs gathered. Very few people knew him, and no one would take the initiative to greet him.

Song Changming didn't care about this, and was happy to be free, eating and drinking in the corner.

The only person who accompanied him was Lu Gang, who knew each other.

Although he was a patrol chief and had a higher status than Song Changming, his qualifications as a patrol chief were also shallow, and he had not yet established enough connections, so he simply stayed in the corner with Song Changming.

"Changming, look at Zhao Dezhi and Qian Wen, their faces are almost green sitting there." Lu Gang looked at the two people not far away and laughed softly.

"I think if they were not worried about offending Liangtou, they would never come to the banquet today even if they starved to death."

Song Changming shook his head, drank the wine in the glass, and smiled lightly: "It's not that I can't understand it. I didn't compete this time. It will be difficult to have such an opportunity next time. Maybe I will be suppressed by our Liangtou for the rest of my life."

"That's true." Lu Gang smiled, then suddenly turned his head to look at Song Changming.

"This time Liangtou has become the director, Changming, maybe it won't be long before I have to change my words to you."

"Let's not talk about things that haven't happened yet." Song Changming understood what Lu Gang meant and laughed.

"Haha, let's drink." Lu Gang said no more after hearing this, and raised his glass with a smile.

At this dinner, the two had no extra tasks and had a great time.

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