Chapter 182 Sweeping all directions!
On the other side, the general director on duty was kneeling in front of Song Changming, his arms and legs were trembling, and he was too injured to stand up.
Song Changming raised the chin of the person in front of him with the blade of his blade, and said calmly: "Tell me, where is the prison?"
"Then, there." Faced with Song Changming's absolute strength, the chief director couldn't think of any resistance.
His determination to defend his dignity to the death was wiped out with a kick from Song Changming who broke in.
Song Ping'an on the side heard the words, waved to Dabai, and strode towards the prison. Dabai swung his tail and followed his companions away obediently.
The rhubarb was even more active, as if he hadn't had enough fun yet, and continued to charge at the patrol teams that were arriving one after another.
Song Changming sat casually on the wooden railing of the entrance hall, waiting quietly.
"Who are you? You dare to do such a treasonous thing? You know the consequences!" The general director lay on the ground for a while, then suddenly summoned up some courage and questioned Song Changming.
"Of course I know." Song Changming said calmly.
His expression was as usual, unhurried.
"You, if you leave now, it's still too late, otherwise as soon as the officers and soldiers arrive, you won't be able to escape even if you have wings!" the general director continued to threaten.
In fact, he was worried about his own safety and wished Song Changming would leave as soon as possible.
"You're talking too much nonsense." Song Changming looked at the chief director on the ground, with vague murderous intent emanating from him.
Boom!
Dahuang jumped in front of the general director at this time, opened his bloody mouth, and bared his teeth at him.
The director-general was startled and frightened. He immediately closed his mouth and did not dare to say another word.
Not long after, Song Pingan rushed out with a group of prisoners from the direction of the prison.
There were at least fifty or sixty people.
There were also many injured who were carried behind their backs or held in their hands.
They were all arrested members of the Changming Society. After seeing Song Changming, one of the middle-aged men hurriedly stepped forward and said with cupped hands: "I am Hu Laosan of the Changming Society. Thank you so much, young hero, for your help!"
Although he didn't know who Song Changming was, he didn't know why Song Changming took such a big risk to save them.
But he dare not forget this kindness of reinvention.
"Let me ask you, do you know where Liang Zhaolong is?" Song Changming looked at Hu Laosan and the others and asked.
"May I ask, what is the relationship between the young hero and Zhao Long?" Hu Laosan asked with a frown.
He had to defend.
If the other party was an enemy who came to visit him, even if Song Changming saved him this time, he would rather die than reveal the location where Liang Zhaolong might have escaped.
"He called me to resolve the crisis in the Changming Society. Now he is in a worrying situation. I need to save him." Song Changming said directly without wasting time or mincing words.
When Hu Laosan heard this and was about to say something, Liang Zhaolong had already arrived here with members of the Changming Society.
When Song Changming saw that Liang Zhaolong was fine, he couldn't help but chuckled and said, "It seems it's not too late for me to come."
Liang Zhaolong first glanced at Hu Laosan and the others, then his eyes fell on Song Changming, and he quickly approached.
"Brother Song!"
"Tell me, what's going on now?" Song Changming asked.
The letters sent earlier were obviously too late.
"Well, let's leave here first and then discuss it later." Liang Zhaolong suggested as he looked at the injured patrolmen on the ground.
"That's fine, this is really not the place for conversation." Song Changming nodded, patted his sleeves and stood up.
But at this time, a large number of officers and soldiers finally arrived and swarmed in.
A large number of bows, crossbows and arrows were set up, targeting Song Changming and other rebels.
"Be careful!" Liang Zhaolong subconsciously drew his sword in front of Song Changming.
Song Changming held Liang Zhaolong's shoulders and said slowly: "I'll do it."
After that, he walked out.
"Lord General Secretary!" Among the large number of officers and soldiers, some generals' expressions changed in shock when they saw the General Director lying on the ground with his breath failing.
To be able to turn the entire Directorate of Public Security upside down and beat the Director-General into such a miserable state, the enemy in front of him must be extremely powerful.
"Fire the arrow!"
Immediately, he gave the order without hesitation and did not dare to hesitate again. Whether he could catch a few alive would be decided after the war!
Countless bow and crossbow arrows formed a fan shape, shooting out, thousands of arrows were fired together, and the clouds were densely packed in a large area!
Hu Laosan and everyone else's scalps were numb.
Such dense crossbows and strong bows were shooting at them, and there was a possibility that they would be injured or even hit their vital points, so they could not help but feel nervous.
Only Song Ping'an and Liang Zhaolong knew Song Changming's ability and did not appear panicked.
I saw Song Changming hand out a knife calmly.
The next moment, a dragon roared and the wind dragon appeared! The strong wind was raging, and the thousands of arrows that were fired were blown away, causing all the officers and soldiers to stagger and unable to open their eyes.
The wind dragon roared past, and the hundreds of officers and soldiers who poured in were all pushed away to the corner like cut wheat.
Now his inner energy has gathered into a cyclone, and he has mastered the sword skills in the hall, so when he displays them, he can have such astonishing destructive power.
"Okay, so strong!"
Hu Laosan and other people in the Changming Club were all stunned when they saw the scene in front of them.
They never expected that Song Changming would be so powerful.
The moment they summoned the wind dragon, they were shocked to see Song Changming's figure.
"Qi refining! This is the master of qi refining!" Hu Laosan blurted out because he was still knowledgeable.
"He is actually a master of Qi refining!"
In their eyes, when the ultimate realm of body refining was still a distant dream, one could imagine the shock when a master of qi refining suddenly appeared.
"Let's go." Song Changming held a long knife and walked at the front, with Dahuang Dabai guarding him on the left and right.
The remaining officers and soldiers outside were frightened by Song Changming's sword just now, and they didn't dare to stop him anymore.
Just watching Song Changming and the Changming Club leave, they were at a loss.
In the county town, where the Sanhe Gang is based, a grand celebration banquet is being held today.
"It's a blessing for the Sanhe Gang to have your help. I, Meng Baihu, will definitely live up to you from now on!" A dark-skinned man with a golden sword sat on a high seat, raised his glass and laughed to one side.
The laughter was full of contentment and wantonness.
"It's an honor for us to be appreciated by Gang Leader Meng. We just hope to survive in your gang." Everyone on that side immediately raised their glasses in response, and one of them said with a smile.
"It's natural. You came out of the Chang Ming Society to join me in the Sanhe Gang. It can be regarded as abandoning the dark and turning to the light. It's normal for good birds to choose trees to roost. I guarantee that no one in the Sanhe Gang will make irresponsible remarks!"
"Then thank the gang leader first." The man said immediately.
They were the same traitors who had betrayed the Changming Society and stabbed Liang Zhaolong in the back.
If they hadn't tipped off the news, the Ming Dynasty wouldn't have suffered so badly.
When it comes to being hated by others, these people are the most hated by the Changming Society, followed by the Sanhe Gang and the government.
Of course, when they do such things, they never think about looking back.
Chang Minghui is definitely over. It's too late for them to separate their relationship at this juncture, so how can they do unnecessary things.
Many people were enjoying the atmosphere of the celebration banquet at this time, and were still feeling complacent, thinking that they had made the right choice.
Unlike those stubborn and rigid Hu Laosan and others who stuck to the Changming Society and ended up in jail.
The celebration banquet continued in full swing, becoming more and more lively.
"Drinking like this is getting boring. Someone, bring all the dancers in." Meng Baihu waved his hand and ordered loudly.
However, no one responded to his order outside the banquet hall.
"Come here, come here!" Meng Baihu became impatient.
At this moment, the door was pushed open.
A group of uninvited guests broke in and broke the warm atmosphere of the banquet.
The visitors were none other than the members of the Changming Society brought by Song Changming and Liang Zhaolong.
Those members who had rebelled against the Changming Society jumped up from their seats as if they had seen a ghost when they saw this group of people.
"Why, you seem disappointed to see us now?" Hu Laosan sneered as he looked at the group of traitors who were still attending the celebration banquet of their bitter rivals.
Other members of the Changming Society were also sharpening their knives against those traitors and couldn't wait to rush over.
"Chang Ming Hui" Meng Baihu gritted his teeth and grabbed the large iron-ringed knife beside him.
The members of the Sanhe Gang at the banquet also picked up the weapons they carried with them and faced off with Song Changming and others.
"You are that Meng Baihu?" Song Changming tilted his head and looked at the darkest man in front of him.
His name is Bai Hu, but his appearance is exactly the opposite.
"Exactly, who are you?" Meng Baihu stared at Song Changming warily.
His old rival was Liang Zhaolong, but today he was standing behind Song Changming, looking like his younger brother.
It was enough to show that Song Changming's identity was unusual, so he had to be vigilant.
"You don't need to know." Song Changming didn't intend to talk too much. He raised his hand and two dogs, one yellow and one white, jumped out from the crowd behind him, crashed the banquet in front of him, and rushed towards Meng Baihu who was sitting on the high seat. .
"kill!"
(End of chapter)