Zhang Rongfang quickly put his coat back on, took off his mask and put it away. Taking advantage of his silent movement, he quickly merged into the shadows and returned towards the Prison Department.
Snap.
Suddenly he paused, stopped in the shadows, and listened carefully.
The subtle snapping sound sounded again, but it was already several meters away.
Soon there was another sound, this time from farther away.
He pressed the wall with one hand and used his strength to jump up, jumping more than two meters high.
With this leap, Zhang Rongfang suddenly saw a vague silhouette of a person on the rooftop in the distance, quickly moving away.
'It seems that Tan Yang looks quiet this night, but is actually quite lively.'
He shook his head in his mind, Tanyang City was a big place. There were more people and it was more prosperous.
In contrast, there are many more things.
With hundreds of thousands of people crowded together, there are a lot of nasty things that can happen every day.
At that moment, he restrained his thoughts and quickly returned to the Prison Department.
Not long after, we were about to reach the side door of the Prison Department.
Zhang Rongfang stopped and took off all his coat, revealing another layer of ordinary clothes underneath.
There is no way, there are at least ten places with the word "Hai" written on this coat. If we don't deal with it quickly, something could happen.
There was also a mask. Zhang Rongfang took it out of his pocket, placed it with his clothes, and then stuffed it into the bucket prepared in advance by the wall.
In the bucket, the writing and paint on the clothes dissolved one after another.
Zhang Rongfang stretched out his hand and rubbed it a few more times to make sure that the writing had dissolved and disappeared, then he picked up the clothes and poured the water into the drain.
The pigments he used are soluble, which is convenient for erasing traces at times like this.
Soon, he took out a small incense box from his arms, opened it, and applied some powder on his neck, collar, and chest.
Put away the incense box.
After doing this, he slowly walked towards the gate of the Prison Department.
When he entered the door, the black prison guard guarding the door stared at him silently, sniffed, and immediately stopped doubting him and retreated into the darkness.
Early the next morning, nine o'clock.
It's time for the ninth team to gather for training again.
The team members took pictures of Lin Qixiao's lustful power. They all arrived early to gather on the first floor and wait.
What puzzles a lot of people is that Lin Qixiao, who is usually the most positive, has not shown up yet.
Zhang Rongfang was sitting on a long row of wooden chairs, frowning, and looking at the stairs on the second floor from time to time, as if he was waiting for the captain to come down.
Generally, the captain's speech includes explaining whether there are any temporary tasks today.
So after the lecture, everyone can move around freely.
But this time, captain Lin Qixiao was nowhere to be seen.
I looked at the water clock in the corner and it was already past nine-thirty, but no one came yet.
The team members all began to whisper.
Boom, boom, boom.
A dull sound of leather boots came from the gate.
A burly officer and soldier strode through the door.
"Emergency report, who is the deputy team of the ninth team!"
Zhang Rongfang quickly stood up.
"I am!"
"In compliance with the military order of the Corps, the case report is that Lin Qixiao, the captain of the ninth team, was attacked last night and is now seriously injured and recuperating at home. As soon as the ninth team responds to the matter, the deputy team will temporarily take over.
All previous military affairs have been suspended." The officers and soldiers solemnly gave the order and handed over a document with an official seal.
"Zhang Ying obeys the order!" Zhang Rongfang stepped forward quickly and took the document with both hands.
He looked confused, shocked, and confused, and looked up at the other person.
"I dare to ask this brother, our Lin team has always been highly skilled in martial arts and has a strong background. How could this... suddenly..."
"I don't know about the young one. Captain Zhang should go back and ask the patrolman himself." The officer said helplessly, "The young one is here to deliver the order."
As soon as the news came out, not only him, but also the dozen or so people in the entire ninth team behind him fell completely silent.
Everyone had expressions of complete disbelief.
Who is Lin Qixiao??
Among the many captains of the Prison Department, he is also the most difficult person to deal with.
In the whole of Tan Yang, it is difficult for most of the people who work in the white and underworld to have heard of the Lin family. Such a strong man was actually seriously injured by a sneak attack??
Since Lin Qixiao took charge of the ninth team for four years, this is simply unbelievable...good news.
A group of people suppressed their emotions and did not scream.
But everyone lowered their heads in unison. Everyone looked quite depressed, but... maybe everyone was so happy that they laughed out loud.
Zhang Rongfang put away the documents speechlessly.
If his acting position cannot be made permanent, it still depends on whether someone with a strong background comes to compete for this position.
Wait until the officers and soldiers leave.
Zhang Rongfang turned around and looked at a group of team members who were staring at him eagerly.
"Everyone is dismissed. Before Team Lin comes back, everyone will gather at the same time every night and have free time for the rest of the time."
"Yes!" A group of people responded one after another.
Zhang Rongfang just didn't bother to care about these guys with little morale. If Lin Qixiao was taken down, she would probably be completely unable to come back in the future.
After all, even in modern society, if a limb is broken and can be restored to normal use through surgery, it is already very powerful.
But after replying, I went to practice martial arts...
At least Zhang Rongfang has never heard of such a case.
After the disbandment was announced, Zhang Rongfang immediately went to see the prison warden.
The Ninth Team was originally supposed to be managed by the General Team, but due to the special circumstances of the Ninth Team, Lin Qixiao was completely unruly, so only the prison warden Li Ran could suppress him.
So it has always been under direct control.
Li Ran didn't talk nonsense and directly told Lin Qixiao's current situation.
The limbs were fractured and the sternum was internally fractured. The bones could be reattached, but I would no longer be able to practice martial arts in the future.
Then I asked him to do a good job and wait for corrections later.
After all, Zhang Rongfang was personally installed by him.
Just looking at Li Ran's appearance, he seemed to feel very sorry for Lin Qixiao's serious injury.
Zhang Rongfang can actually figure out that a subordinate with a strong background and explosive temper like Lin Qixiao is not suitable to be used as a knife.
"Speaking of which, manpower is tight right now. You are leading the ninth team by yourself. You may not be able to replace anyone for the time being. Is that okay?" Li Ranwen asked softly.
"What are you talking about, sir?" Zhang Rongfang said sternly, "Now that Captain Lin is injured and the Ninth Team has serious matters, my subordinates have to bite the bullet and insist on it, even if it doesn't work!"
"Besides..." Zhang Rongfang looked like he was hesitating to speak.
"What's more?" Li Ran asked slightly curiously.
"Besides, my subordinates happened to have a breakthrough in strength recently, and are now at the third level. They should be able to stabilize the situation left by Team Lin before. Although they are definitely not as good as Team Lin, they should be more than capable of maintaining their strength."
Zhang Rongfang said sincerely.
Breakthrough?
Or at this critical moment?
A flash of thought flashed in Li Ran's eyes.
"Not bad, not bad, third grade...Zhang Ying, you are only eighteen now, right?"
"Yes, sir." Zhang Rongfang replied quickly.
"Answer me carefully, what is your real age?" Li Ran smiled, "Don't say you are eighteen. Who would believe this?"
Zhang Rongfang smiled awkwardly.
He has been practicing martial arts for a long time now. He also understands that for ordinary people.
The first grade is the most difficult, and generally requires at least ten years to lay the foundation.
After breaking through the first level, the rest will be much faster.
Usually every three years.
Of course, this is a common situation.
Among the countless martial artists, there are those who are naturally gifted and have extremely strong physiques. Their physical fitness is equivalent to that of an average person at the first or second level from the beginning. When they start practicing martial arts, they will get twice the result with half the effort.
There is nothing unfair about this. Even babies have different weights at birth. The difference is so big that the weight can even be doubled.
Not to mention adults.
There are also people with excellent understanding who understand martial arts very thoroughly and can maximize the effect of their own training. One year of training is equivalent to several years of training for others.
These people also progress very quickly.
But Zhang Rongfang knows that he is not these two types of people.
If you try to disguise yourself, you will eventually risk being exposed.
so.
"To tell you what my lord, this subordinate is indeed not eighteen years old..." Zhang Rongfang smiled awkwardly.
"You." Li Ran shook his head, "Don't think that others are fools. You have practiced martial arts for several years and worked hard for several years. As a person with rich experience, you can roughly judge these things.
There are many things, many traces, which have nothing to do with innate understanding and can only be accumulated through hard work. So...you have to be honest as a person."
"Your Majesty is right." Zhang Rongfang nodded solemnly.
"Okay, now that you have broken through to the third level, Team Nine will have the opportunity to become a regular. However, because you have not been in the job for a long time, you still lack credit. Therefore, you have successfully completed the task given to you, and you will become a regular this time. However, this task
Somewhat dangerous.
How about it? Do you dare to accept it!?"
Li Ran looked at Zhang Rongfang with a smile.
"Dare!" Zhang Rongfang replied decisively without saying a word.
He saved the other party's only son. I believe that no matter what happens, he will not be given a proposition.
"Very good." Li Ran nodded, took a document from the desk and threw it away gently.
The document whirled around and accurately flew to Zhang Rongfang's hand, where it was pinched.
"A temporary stronghold of Hailong was found on the outskirts of the city. You lead a team to deal with it."
"yes!"
Zhang Rongfang understood clearly.
It seems that this is Lin Qixiao and the Lin family finally starting to exert their strength.
And he is just an ordinary third-grade person, so it shouldn't be a difficult matter for him to deal with.
Immediately, early the next morning, he summoned all his team members and rushed to the specific address on the outskirts of the city.
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Tianxuan Palace, Zhengning Palace.
Lin Hong is wearing a white coat and a green Taoist robe, with a huge Tai Chi pattern tattooed on his back.
He is now over four or five years old and has a son and a daughter.
His wife also died young, and now he only has a pair of children by his side.
But now...
He held a whisk in his hand, pursed his lips, and stared closely at the simple wooden bed placed in front of him in the back hall of the main hall.
Lying on the bed was a heavily bandaged wounded man, who was his lively and innocent daughter Lin Qixiao not long ago.
He stretched out his hand, tremblingly wanting to touch his daughter's broken arm.
"Dad..." Lin Qixiao's pretty face and eyes were already swollen from crying.
Her body was unable to move, and she had to be cared for even to eat, drink, and relieve herself. Her original dignity completely collapsed under these two days of care.
"It's Hai Long!! They want to capture their daughter!! They want to take their daughter to do those dirty things!!"
She didn't even mention that she was the one who took the initiative to stop Hai Long.
"Hai Long..." Lin Hong retracted his hand, his face trembling slightly.
If it were other forces, maybe he would immediately mobilize experts to encircle and suppress them without saying a word.
But Hailong....
There is a huge trouble behind that...
He had heard about Hai Long and also knew that they were arresting beautiful women everywhere and sending them to Dadu.
He knew better that Hai Long's boss, Hai Long Wang, was actually just a spokesperson.
But right now, my beloved daughter is injured like this...
Hai Long can't be messed with...but it's okay to grab other people to vent his anger on his daughter.
From his expression, Lin Qixiao seemed to see something.
"Dad, are you going to be the same as last time!? Are you going to be the same as the time when my mother died!"
She stared at her father in disbelief, her eyes full of shock.