Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 1082 Duan Family Guards

Of course, Lin Feng also considered that as the head of a business empire, Master Duan had immense wealth and connections in both the legitimate and underworld circles. Such a person, regardless of his personality, reputation, or the mindset of someone in a high position, would not be able to resolve this matter peacefully.

The so-called "mildness" is simply to avoid being too bloody.

Outside the city gate of Losi Prefecture, Kuroda Shige and Kaiji Keizo, led by Song Chen and Xu Qi, arrived at the city gate.

The four men changed their clothes, left their warhorses outside the city, and walked into the gates of Losi Prefecture.

Within the city of Losi, if you want to find the Duan family, just ask at any roadside shop and you'll know their exact location.

Of the shops along the street that are of a certain size and have neat storefronts, eight out of ten are owned by the Duan family.

The four of them arrived at the entrance of Duan's Bank without much effort.

Song Chen and Xu Qi behaved themselves the whole way, without having any intention of escaping. They were well aware of the capabilities of the two people in front of them.

Song Chen was originally arrogant, but Kuroda's kick shattered all his confidence.

He had led the Thirteen Horse Gang across the martial arts world for many years, but he had never encountered such a sharp tactic before. He was kicked out without even having a chance to react.

He believed that if the other party hadn't kept him around for their own good, that kick would probably have killed him.

Although Song Chen was arrogant, he wasn't brainless.

As long as I cooperate with them, they might loosen their grip and let me and Xu Qi live.

Because, in the other party's eyes, he and Xu Qi were just two ants, and they didn't need to be taken seriously at all.

Feeling uneasy, Song Chen stepped into Duan's Bank first.

Four people stood in the lobby, and a young man quickly came to greet them.

"Gentlemen, this way please. Are you here for storage or lending?"

The young man led the four people to a guest seat on the side, asking them questions with a beaming smile.

Song Chen tilted his head back, putting on an arrogant look.

Is your manager here?

"Zai Zai, may I ask how you should address me, sir?"

"Stop talking nonsense and go call your manager over here."

Xu Qi snapped impatiently.

Seeing that the group was approaching with hostility, the young man quickly smiled and offered them his seat, then turned and waved to the person behind the counter.

A middle-aged man came out from behind the counter, hurried to the seating area, and bowed to the four people.

"Gentlemen, I am..."

Before he could finish speaking, Song Chen immediately waved his hand and shouted.

"Let Duan San Niang come out and speak, you all shut up."

The middle-aged man was stunned. These people were aggressive and not to be trifled with; most of them were probably there to cause trouble.

"Please wait a moment, gentlemen. I will go and fetch Manager Duan right away."

The middle-aged man turned and left.

For such people, banks naturally have mechanisms in place to deal with them.

If they are truly important clients, their names will be announced as soon as they enter the door.

As for the familiar old customers, not only would they recognize them, but they also wouldn't come to the bank lobby looking for Duan San Niang to talk to.

This matter must be reported to the housekeeper, and then someone from higher up will handle it.

Kuroda was not a reckless person. He would not search around aimlessly without a clear goal. Instead, he would wait quietly while carefully observing any unusual activity around him.

Song Chen and the other three sat down and waited for Duan San Niang to arrive.

But Lin Feng, who was sitting next to Duan San Niang, couldn't sit still.

The broken sword at his waist began to vibrate, and together with the blood and true energy within Lin Feng's body, it began to surge and accelerate.

Lin Feng was very familiar with this situation; it was clear that a cultivator had approached, causing the broken sword to react.

Judging from the speed of the broken sword's movements, the cultivator who approached was of a high level, likely a second-generation disciple or higher from a reclusive sect.

After interacting with cultivators for some time, Lin Feng had a general idea of ​​the structure of disciples in hidden sects.

This person is definitely not Tsuruta Gen, Waterfall Dweller, or other high-ranking first-generation disciples; he must be a second-generation disciple who went out to search for clues.

Lin Feng's initial assessment was correct; indeed, there were clever people who were able to find this place in such a short time.

It's already dusk. Should I fight back or run away?

In terms of skill, Lin Feng, with the Broken Sword, could certainly contend with the second-generation disciples of reclusive sects.

Although the quality of his internal energy was somewhat inferior, it had the advantage of a large quantity. By absorbing the blood and energy of cultivators through the broken sword, he could do so much faster than others who sat in the deep mountains and cultivated for many years.

Although he was not afraid of such cultivators, once he made a move, he would expose his target and quickly attract Tsuruta Gen and the others.

If these people manage to find even the slightest trace of us, it will be very difficult to escape their pursuit.

Given Lin Feng's current size, if He Tianyuan catches up with him, he certainly won't leave himself any chance to survive.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng jumped off the bed, went out to greet Duan Jingqiu, and then slipped out through the back window.

He needed to find a place that could keep Duan Jingqiu within his consciousness, ensuring her safety at all times, while also avoiding the searchers.

Lin Feng has a conscious scan, and so do the cultivators; it all comes down to whose conscious scan has a larger coverage area.

About twenty feet away from Duan Jingqiu's office, a group of servants were lining up to prepare for their routine patrol.

Lin Feng felt that he was best suited to disguise himself as a servant, so he took Duan Jingqiu as the center and carried out patrol missions. He could also help in case of trouble.

Even if the other party's consciousness scans over, they won't think that this group of servants and guards are the target they are looking for.

Lin Feng hid in the shadows and waited until the group of guards finished lining up and started walking into an alley before sneaking up behind them.

He dragged the last guard over the wall into a courtyard, knocked him unconscious, took off his coat and put it on him, then tied him up tightly, gagged him, threw him into a woodshed, and closed the door.

Then he quickly caught up with the patrol team, followed at the back, adjusted his pace, and silently moved forward.

All of this was kept secret from the servants and guards in front.

Fortunately, no one whispered during the patrol; everyone walked properly and kept their eyes forward.

As they circled around several alleys and drew closer to the main hall of the Duan's Bank, the broken sword at Lin Feng's waist trembled even more rapidly.

Just like Lin Feng's heartbeat, his heart rate began to increase.

Lin Feng understood that there was a cultivator nearby, probably in the bank's service hall about twenty or thirty steps away.

As he walked further, he saw several people emerge from the back door of the hall. The person in front was none other than Song Chen, followed by Xu Qi.

Lin Feng frowned. How could it be the two of them?

Fortunately, the Duan family's servants and guards were well-equipped, and they wore soft helmets on their heads, which they could pull down to cover their faces.

A middle-aged man led Song Chen and the other three people toward the backyard.

Lin Feng judged that this was because Duan Jingqiu had agreed to meet with them after consulting with his superiors.

Things are a bit complicated. Song Chen and Xu Qi know that Duan Jingqiu is with them, and the two gray-clad men behind them are cultivators.

They were brought here by Song Chen, and it was clear that their goal was to find him.

The two sides passed each other, and no one paid any attention to the guards, or even glanced at them.