Chapter 52 Killing
At the end of July, the weather was hot, but it got a little cooler in the evening.
Song Changming finished his work and was about to go have a drink with Lu Gang.
These days, the two frequently work together to investigate the gangs on Houli Street, as if they have returned to the days when they worked in the same patrol team.
But now, Liang Chuanshan has become the director, and they have all become patrol chiefs. The past days are long gone.
Just as Song Changming walked out of the Patrol Division, a person came to greet him on the street, as if he had been waiting for him for a long time.
"Huh?" Song Changming looked at this person, a little surprised.
"I heard that Song Tou is looking for old wild ginseng. I happen to know a hunter in the city. He dug up two hundred-year-old wild ginseng outside the city. I wonder if Song Tou is interested."
Wang Xianwen directly stated his intention and said calmly.
"Seriously?" Song Changming looked at Wang Xianwen and asked.
"How dare I seek happiness from Song Tou? Of course it's true." Wang Xianwen cupped his hands and said.
Song Changming fell silent, his eyes became a little sharper, he looked at the uncharacteristic Wang Xianwen, and said coldly: "When did you become so concerned about my affairs? Tell me your true intentions."
Wang Xianwen shuddered, and then he said with a helpless expression: "There may be some misunderstanding between me and Chief Lu. He has been too prejudiced against me recently. I would like to ask you to help me and say a few words for me.
At least it will give me a chance to apologize to Chief Lu."
"Misunderstanding?" Song Changming took a step forward and stared at Wang Xianwen with murderous intent on his body.
"Is this a misunderstanding? You know it very well, so why bother pretending to be stupid here?"
Under Song Changming's murderous intent, Wang Xianwen's breath was stagnant, his heart was panicked, and he couldn't help but take half a step back.
This panic was not only due to the murderous aura in Song Changming, but also due to Song Changming's brilliant and eye-catching achievements.
One battle at Jiuquhui was enough for him to defeat 99% of the witnesses in the Patrol Division!
This also included Wang Xianwen at the time.
"Is this lunatic going to attack me outside the patrol department?!"
He was pounding in his heart, but he still suppressed the panic in his heart and continued: "If, if Chief Song Wei is unwilling to help, then just pretend that I didn't mention it. As for the Orion, it's not far from here. Just turn around a few streets and you'll be there." arrive.
They often go out hunting and searching, and they can also find some rare natural medicinal herbs. If there is a long-term need, we can also cooperate."
"Lead the way." Before Wang Xianwen finished speaking, Song Changming suddenly interrupted.
"Ah, okay, okay." Wang Xianwen thought Song Changming would reject him decisively, but unexpectedly he agreed.
"If you didn't have a hundred-year-old wild ginseng, or if you were tricking me, I would make you regret it." Song Changming said solemnly.
"Don't dare, don't dare." Wang Xianwen felt an inexplicable chill down his spine, smiled stiffly, and hurriedly led the way.
Song Changming looked back at the patrol department and gestured to Jiang Chunzi who noticed him.
Jiang Chunzi, who was about to leave work, understood and nodded silently back to the Patrol Division.
Song Changming followed Wang Xianwen, and the two of them walked through several streets and alleys in silence and came to a slightly remote low house.
Looking around, he remembered that there were indeed some low-class people in the city living here, but today he didn't see a single person.
"Wait a moment, I'll go take a look." Wang Xianwen went to a low bungalow and knocked on the door. When there was no response, he went to another house and knocked, but there was still no movement.
Just when he was about to continue walking in to find someone, Song Changming stopped him.
"No need, just wait here."
"Here?" Wang Xianwen wanted to say something else, but when he saw Song Changming staring at him, he became inexplicably nervous, opened his mouth and was speechless.
After waiting for a while, Wang Xianwen began to sweat on his forehead. He laughed dryly and said: "Maybe they have something to do and they didn't come back. Maybe they should come back another day."
"Why wait another day? The people you brought me to should be in that room, but if I don't go there, they don't want to come out." Song Changming looked at the dark houses and said.
As soon as he said this, a sound suddenly came from the house.
The next moment, the door was pushed open, and several people wearing metal masks and armor walked out. "kill!"
Those people originally wanted to hide in the house and attack and kill Song Changming.
But Song Changming's delay in approaching them made them lose their composure.
After showing up, they didn't waste any time, and without concealing their murderous intentions, they directly drew their swords and rushed towards Song Changming.
When Song Changming realized that something was wrong, he held the signal smoke early and released it decisively.
Then he moved his feet and was about to retreat.
"Stop him!" The man wearing a metal mask shouted.
Wang Xianwen, who was originally standing behind Song Changming, gritted his teeth and immediately slashed at Song Changming with his knife.
When Song Changming saw this, he almost took action.
Wang Xianwen's strength is actually not weak. Although he is Lu Gang's deputy, his strength is not much different from Lu Gang, the patrol chief.
In the entire Patrol Division, his personal strength can be ranked in the top ten at least.
In the past, Wang Xianwen had a high self-esteem and was very confident in his own strength.
But facing Song Changming today, I felt very unsure. With the first blow, I tried my best.
He knew that if he didn't do his best, let alone stop Song Changming, he would probably die directly as a result.
Song Changming pulled out his long sword, the blade rubbed against the scabbard, and clusters of sparks flew out.
Taking one step forward, the blade was pointed directly at Wang Xianwen.
The next moment, the boundless evil wind rose up and swept along the long knife.
Wang Xianwen felt as if he was in an abyss of hell where ghosts were crying and wolves were howling, and he was extremely frightened.
When the cold wind passed through his body, he felt a sharp pain in his heart and his body became colder.
Looking down, his chest was already soaked with dark red blood.
A stab wound penetrated his chest.
Song Changming's figure passed by him without even looking at him.
It was a matter of seconds, and there was nothing to say between them.
In fact, when he realized that Wang Xianwen had colluded with these unknown people to set up a trap against him, Song Changming had no intention of letting Wang Xianwen leave alive.
There were four masked men behind him. One of them was chasing at a particularly fast speed. He seemed to have mastered a body-lighting skill, and his level was quite high.
Song Changming only slowed down a few steps when he took out the sword, and then he caught up with him and slashed him in the head.
The knife used by the opponent was about three fingers wide, and the blade was thin and light. When slashing, there was no sound, and only the flash of the knife could be seen.
There is no doubt that this person is also good at sharp knives.
The Soul-Severing Knife and Feiyan Style mastered by Song Changming also belong to the category of quick knives.
He suddenly stopped and turned around to raise his knife, and in time he blocked the opponent's blow to the head.
It was just a light knife, and Song Changming didn't feel much force.
The next moment, the opponent's long knife slashed towards Song Changming's knife-holding wrist.
Song Changming reacted quickly and turned his sword around, trying to shake the opponent away.
However, the knife in the opponent's hand has a strange soft strength, and the blade is like filaments, entangled.
This was the first time Song Changming had seen such sword skills.
(End of chapter)