Eternal Life: I'm Grinding Experience in the Patrol Division

At the end of July, the weather was hot, and it was only a little cooler in the evening.

Song Changming finished his work and was about to go out for a drink with Lu Gang.

These days, the two of them frequently teamed up to thoroughly investigate the gangs in Houli Street, as if they had returned to the days when they worked in the same patrol team.

But now, Liang Chuanshan has become the director, and they have also become patrol chiefs, and the past days are gone forever.

Just as Song Changming walked out of the patrol department, a man on the street came to greet him, 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 Mr. Song is looking for high-year wild ginseng. I happen to know a hunter in the city. He dug two hundred-year-old ginseng outside the city. I wonder if Mr. Song is interested."

Wang Xianwen directly stated his purpose and said calmly.

"Really?" Song Changming looked at Wang Xianwen and asked.

"How dare I make fun of Mr. Song? Of course it's true." Wang Xianwen bowed his hands.

Song Changming fell silent, his eyes sharpened, examining Wang Xianwen who was acting out of character, and said coldly: "When did you care so much about my affairs? Tell me your real intentions."

Wang Xianwen trembled all over, and then said helplessly: "There may be some misunderstanding between me and Lv Weichang. He has a deep prejudice against me recently. I want to ask you for help and say a few words for me.

At least I can have a chance to apologize to Lv Weichang."

"Misunderstanding?" Song Changming stepped forward and stared at Wang Xianwen, with murderous intent on his body.

"Whether it is a misunderstanding or not, you know it in your heart, why bother to pretend to be stupid here."

Under the cover of Song Changming's murderous intent, Wang Xianwen's breathing stagnated, and he was panicked in his heart, and couldn't help but retreat half a step.

This panic was not only due to the murderous aura on Song Changming's body, but also from Song Changming's brilliant and dazzling record.

The battle of Jiuquhui was enough for him to defeat 99% of the witnesses in the Xunjia Division!

This also included Wang Xianwen at that time.

"This madman, is he going to attack me outside the Patrol Armor Office?!"

He was nervous, but he still suppressed his panic and continued, "If, if Song Weichang is unwilling to help, then just pretend I didn't mention it. As for the hunter, it's not far from here, just a few streets away.

They often go out hunting and searching, and they can also find some rare natural herbs. If there is a long-term demand, we can cooperate."

"Lead the way." Wang Xianwen was interrupted by Song Changming before he finished speaking.

"Ah, good, good." Wang Xianwen originally thought that Song Changming would decisively reject him, but he actually agreed.

"If you don't have a hundred-year-old mountain ginseng, or if you play tricks on me, I will make you regret it." Song Changming said grimly.

"I dare not, I dare not." Wang Xianwen felt a chill on his back for some reason, smiled a little stiffly, and hurriedly led the way.

Song Changming looked back at the Patrol Armor Office and gestured to Jiang Chunzi who noticed him.

Jiang Chunzi, who was about to get off work, understood, nodded, and silently returned to the Patrol Division.

Song Changming followed Wang Xianwen, and the two walked through several streets and alleys in silence, and came to a slightly remote low-rise.

Looking around, he remembered that there were indeed some low-class people living here, but today there was no one.

"Please wait, I'll go and see." Wang Xianwen went to a low-rise house and knocked on the door. After no response, he went to another house and knocked, but there was still no movement.

Just as he was about to go in to find someone, Song Changming stopped him.

"No need, just wait here."

"Here?" Wang Xianwen wanted to say something, but when he saw Song Changming staring at him, he was inexplicably nervous and opened his mouth and couldn't speak.

After waiting for a while, Wang Xianwen's forehead began to sweat, and he laughed dryly: "Maybe they didn't come back because of something. Why don't we come back another day?"

"Why wait another day? The people you brought me to find should be in that room, but if I don't go there, they don't want to come out either." Song Changming looked at the dark houses and said.

After this, a noise 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 kill Song Changming.

But Song Changming didn't approach them for a long time, which made them impatient.

After showing up, they didn't delay, and they didn't hide their murderous intent. They drew their swords and rushed towards Song Changming.

When Song Changming realized that something was wrong, he had already pinched the signal smoke early, and now he decisively released it.

Then he moved his feet and was about to retreat.

"Stop him!" the man wearing a metal mask shouted.

Wang Xianwen, who was standing behind Song Changming, gritted his teeth and immediately drew his sword to chop at Song Changming.

Seeing this, Song Changming almost attacked.

Wang Xianwen's strength was actually not weak. Although he was Lu Gang's deputy, his strength was not much different from Lu Gang, the patrol chief.

In the entire patrol division, his personal strength could at least rank in the top ten.

In the past, Wang Xianwen had always been very self-righteous and very confident in his own strength.

But today, facing Song Changming, he was very unsure in his heart. He tried his best with this first knife.

He knew that if he didn't do his best, let alone stop Song Changming, he might die directly.

Song Changming drew out his long sword, and the blade rubbed against the scabbard, splashing a bunch of sparks.

He took a step forward, and the blade pointed directly at Wang Xianwen.

The next moment, an endless dark wind raged and swept along the long sword.

Wang Xianwen seemed to be in the abyss of hell with ghosts howling and wolves howling, feeling terrified.

When the cold wind passed through his body, he felt a sharp pain in his chest and his body became colder.

Looking down, his chest was already soaked with dark red blood.

A knife wound pierced his chest.

Song Changming passed by him without even looking at him.

He was killed in one second, and there was nothing to say between them.

In fact, when Song Changming realized that Wang Xianwen had colluded with these unknown people to set up a trap against him, he did not intend to let Wang Xianwen leave alive.

There were four masked men behind him, one of whom was chasing him very fast, and seemed to have mastered a light body skill, and his realm was not low.

Song Changming was just caught up by him because he slowed down a few steps with his knife, and was chopped on the head with a knife.

The knife used by the opponent was about three fingers wide, and the blade was thin and light. It was silent when it was swung, and only a flash of knife light could be seen.

There is no doubt that this person is also good at fast knives.

And the Soul-Breaking Knife and Flying Swallow Style that Song Changming mastered also belong to the category of fast knives.

He suddenly stopped and turned around to raise his knife, blocking the opponent's head knife in time.

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 wrist holding the knife.

Song Changming reacted quickly, and the long knife turned around, trying to swing the opponent away.

However, the knife in the opponent's hand had a strange soft force, and the blade was like a strand of thin silk, entangled and entangled.

This kind of knife skill was the first time Song Changming had seen it.