Dual Transmigration: American Prison, Surviving to a Fantasy Development Stage

On the rooftop, dozens of figures, like sharks smelling blood, pounced on Bai Yuling without regard for anything else.

The scene instantly descended into chaos.

Zhao Boli and Wu Bin disregarded their confrontation and attacked simultaneously, the sounds of their clashing energy and shattering tiles filling the air.

However, not everyone was completely captivated by the white jade token.

Several figures, the moment Lin Feng threw out the token, immediately concluded that it was a ruse to escape, and even doubted that Lin Feng had thrown out a real one.

To catch up with Lin Feng at an even faster speed.

One of them was extremely skilled in movement and lightness techniques, even faster than Lin Feng.

I could feel the sharp sound of wind cutting rapidly approaching from behind.

Lin Feng frowned slightly, accelerated again, and darted left and right through the narrow alleys.

The goal tonight is to incite unrest, not to risk our lives.

He scanned his surroundings, found a large courtyard, and suddenly jumped inside.

The moment he entered the courtyard, Lin Feng hid inside the spatial dimension.

The moment Lin Feng disappeared, a figure entered the courtyard.

The newcomer looked at the empty courtyard, his brows furrowed, his eyes flashing with suspicion and wariness.

In the stillness of the night, the only sounds were the chirping of insects; there was no other unusual activity.

He focused his hearing, listening intently, and nothing escaped his perception, not even the faintest breath or the rustling of clothes.

However, after a long while, nothing happened.

This deathly silence, this abnormality, only made him more anxious.

He couldn't understand why the flying rat, which he had firmly caught, had fled into the yard in a panic.

He rushed in almost one after the other.

The courtyard was completely open, with nothing but waist-high weeds.

But in the blink of an eye, how could a living person just vanish into thin air?

Even if someone runs, there should still be traces left behind.

He believed his lightness skill was no worse than that of a flying rat.

The man was filled with doubts.

Unconvinced, he meticulously examined the entire courtyard again, inch by inch, leaving no corner unchecked.

He tapped his fingers on the wall and bent down to examine the floor, but found nothing.

"This is unbelievable!"

A chill ran down my spine to the back of my head.

This was completely beyond his comprehension.

However, no matter how he investigated, he still found nothing.

After standing frozen in place for a moment, the man in black's eyes flashed with a sharp light. With a swift movement, he silently slipped out of the dilapidated courtyard and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

About the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the dark figure silently appeared again.

The man in black, who had left, reappeared like a ghost, his gaze sharp as lightning, sweeping across the entire courtyard once more.

It remained exactly the same as when he left, without any further movement.

Only then did he truly realize that the flying rat had really disappeared, and a sense of resentment welled up in his heart.

With a change of heart, he no longer lingered there and turned to leave.

Since we can't catch the person, let's go and steal the White Jade Token.

Lin Feng was unaware of what was happening outside and felt no tension while hiding in his spatial dimension.

He wasn't in a hurry to go out; it was the most chaotic time outside, and showing himself now would only cause trouble.

Anyway, this space is fully equipped with all the necessities for daily life, including food, drink and a bed.

Free and unrestrained.

The only thing that made him a little regretful was that although he could hide in this space, he couldn't sense what was happening outside.

However, Lin Feng wasn't in a hurry; perhaps his strength was too low.

The white jade token, gleaming under the moonlight, captivated everyone present.

Initially, dozens of martial arts practitioners rushed forward, each employing their own methods to snatch the item from the air and engage in close combat.

The scene was extremely chaotic, and several people were injured and bled instantly.

However, this chaos did not last long.

Wu Bin, the prefect of Huayang Prefecture, was the highest-ranking official in the area and a master of the mid-stage of the Innate Realm. He had already laid out a backup plan.

After seizing the white jade token, he quickly hid among the heavily armed soldiers.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

The instant Wu Bin disengaged from the battle, a dense series of whooshing sounds suddenly rang out.

The elite archers of the patrol battalion, no longer distinguishing between targets, unleashed a barrage of arrows covering the area where the token was still being contested.

They used military-standard powerful bows and crossbows, and the arrows fell like locusts, with great force and strong penetrating power.

"mean"

"Retreat quickly!"

"Wu Bin, you despicable bastard!"

Exclamations, curses, and screams instantly replaced the previous sounds of fighting.

Many martial arts practitioners vying for the token were caught off guard and suddenly found themselves enveloped in a hail of arrows.

Some people brandished their weapons to parry, and the clanging sounds were incessant.

Some people used their agility to dodge in a sorry state.

He was a little slow to react and was hit by several arrows, dying on the spot.

This indiscriminate barrage of arrows had an immediate effect.

Lord Zhao Boli of Yongguan City had already retreated the moment the rain of arrows came.

He landed on another rooftop in the distance, watching Wu Bin being heavily guarded by soldiers and experts, his face ashen.

Although he was also born with innate talent, he was alone here, and his family's power was unable to help him.

Outnumbered and outgunned, facing the army mobilized by the government and local experts in Wubin, a direct assault was no longer an option.

Even if they managed to get their hands on it by sheer luck, it would be extremely difficult for them to leave Huayang Prefecture safely with the white jade token.

Zhao Bo sighed inwardly, knowing that there was no hope. Without further hesitation, he disappeared into the depths of the night with a few leaps and returned directly to his lodgings.

Instead of resting, they found writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone and began sending messages by carrier pigeon.

Since we can't get it, let's spread the word.

Many people were unwilling to accept this, and their eyes almost spit fire as they looked at the token in Wu Bin's hand.

But looking at the archers eyeing him menacingly and the soldiers closing in, and then at the corpse of his comrade Yuwen on the ground, he ultimately lacked the courage to go forward.

"Walk!"

"Hey Wu, things change, we'll see!"

"Retreat! Retreat now!"

Amidst shouts and cries, the remaining martial arts practitioners retreated, disengaged from the battlefield, and scattered in all directions.

But the greed and hatred in their eyes did not disappear. Many people only retreated temporarily, not gave up, and were waiting for new opportunities.

The allure of the Jade Token is too great; it's impossible for someone to give up after just one setback.

As Wu Bin watched the Jianghu forces recede like a receding tide, his tense nerves finally relaxed, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

Just now, if those martial arts practitioners had truly been fearless and attacked en masse, even with an army at his disposal, a fierce and bloody battle would have been inevitable.

He clutched the white jade token tightly in his hand, his heart pounding with excitement.

It feels warm to the touch and radiates a gentle glow; both its size and characteristics are exactly as rumored.

But Wu Bin also understood that the white jade token was too valuable for him to control, so he might as well hand it over to the court in exchange for merit.

It benefits his entire family, saving them decades of hard work.

"Return to the manor!" Wu Bin ordered in a deep voice, his tone tinged with excitement.

"Yes, sir!" The surrounding soldiers responded in unison, protecting Wu Bin as if he were surrounded by stars, and quickly retreated towards the prefectural government office.

The street was left in a mess, with bloodstains and corpses that had not yet been cleaned up.