The Imperial Guards, like Yama, slaughtered until the Empress cried out for help.

Shen Qing casually tossed the copper hammer aside, turned to look at the Imperial Guards in the courtyard, and they immediately understood. Fang Ming and several junior officers quickly walked over to look at Shen Qing.

"I've written down all the names in the Book of Impermanence. I want all of them to be in jail within two hours."

"yes!"

However, several small flag bearers immediately showed signs of difficulty, not because these people were particularly strong or difficult to capture.

The main problem is that there are too many people, scattered throughout Luoshui City, and they don't have enough manpower.

Shen Qing glanced at the people around him.

"Not enough men, huh? Go release those useless cowards under Ma Kui from the jail."

Ding, who was standing guard to the side, twitched his ears. He seemed to hear the echo of the strong luck!

"Lord Shen! My two brothers and I should be able to do our part!"

"Alright, you will temporarily act as the junior officer and lead ten men under Fang Ming's command."

Ding Yi imitated the Imperial Guards' salute: "Yes!"

After arranging everything, Shen Qing walked out of the Huang residence.

Fang Ming called out, "Sir, where are you going?"

Shen Qing did not turn around.

"White Cherry Blossom Manor".

......

It was midday.

Baiying Mountain Villa.

At the side gate of the villa, two men were slacking off, smoking pipes.

One of them exhaled a smoke ring, sounding quite content.

"Miyamoto, this is truly a bountiful land. When will it become our territory?"

The other replied, "As long as our plan succeeds, we will one day slowly erode this dynasty."

"That day will surely come."

After he finished speaking, Miyamoto did not respond for a long time. He turned his head to look at Miyamoto, but the scene he saw made his pupils dilate suddenly.

Miyamoto had fallen to the ground and become a headless corpse, while his head was being held in the hand of a man dressed in a flying fish robe.

Shen Qing tossed Miyamoto's head aside and swiftly grabbed the man's neck, cracking it slightly with each stroke.

"That day will probably never come."

"Tell me, where is your leader?"

The man struggled wildly in Shen Qing's hands, his face contorted with madness, showing no intention of speaking.

Shen Qing didn't bother arguing with him any further. He unleashed a surge of domineering true energy from his hand, and the man's head exploded into pieces.

Looking up at the White Cherry Manor, although it is called a manor, its size is comparable to a village with two thousand people.

Looking out from the resort, one can see vast stretches of fertile farmland planted with various crops.

Shen Qing speculated that they were all crops similar to that batch of soybeans.

The Wu Dynasty has been far too lenient with the martial arts sects, allowing too much darkness to grow. They even kept a ghost for so many years without realizing it.

Shen Qing leaped onto the treetop, his gaze sweeping across the villa. His eyes quickly locked onto a red-roofed building, the tallest of the houses, where several Japanese pirates were discussing something at the entrance.

One of them, dressed in elaborate attire, is likely a leader.

Shen Qing raised an eyebrow and disappeared into the treetops.

Outside the Red Mansion, the four people stopped what they were doing, their eyes filled with fear, because Shen Qing, dressed in a silver flying fish robe, was slowly approaching them.

One of the Japanese pirates, perhaps out of youthful fearlessness or lack of experience, didn't recognize the official robes of a centurion and actually drew his sword and strode forward.

"Hey! Who came from, you thief? How dare you come to White Cherry Manor?"

In a flash, Shen Qing punched him on the top of the head, smashing his entire head into his chest.

Blood splattered, and his headless corpse staggered a few steps, weakly waving the blade before finally collapsing to the ground.

"You're the leader of the Japanese pirates?"

Shen Qing looked at the richly dressed man with disdain.

The man in fine clothes had a livid face.

"A commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard? How did you find this place?"

Shen Qing kicked out, slamming the man against the wall, where he instantly became one with the surface, blood continuously flowing from his mouth and nose.

"Do you even have the right to ask questions? I'm the one asking you now. You just need to answer my questions, or I'll make you wish you were dead."

Without turning his head, Shen Qing drew his Qinghe Blade from his waist. A flash of green light appeared, and the heads of the three Japanese pirates beside him instantly flew into the air, leaving a beautiful picture of blood on the ground.

The elegantly dressed man on the wall smiled.

"The Embroidered Uniform Guard? What difference would it make if they killed me? Our great nation will surely set foot on this rich land."

"And you will ultimately become our slaves, living under our oppression..."

"Huh? What are you doing?"

"I'll talk! I'll talk! Stop it now..."

Shen Qing grabbed the man's thumb and pulled it out with a little force, the entire finger bone being pulled out. The excruciating pain made the man decide to follow his heart.

Shen Qing's gaze was cold.

"Are you the leader of this group of Japanese pirates? Where are the original seeds for the soybeans sent to Luoshui City? Did you send soybeans to other places as well?"

Matsushita no longer cared about his ideals; Shen Qing's methods were too ruthless.

"My name is Matsushita Suke, and I'm the third-in-command of Shirayuki Manor. Our second-in-command is Yamamoto Shinichi, and our first-in-command is Takeshita Ken. He went down the mountain and is back today. The original soybean seed is in a mahogany box in the east warehouse. We should have also sent soybeans to several other places, but I don't know the exact locations..."

Shen Qing remained expressionless, but simply grasped his fingers again.

Matsushita's face was filled with fear.

"What are you doing? I've already confessed!"

With a slight exertion, a tearing sound of flesh and blood rang out, and another finger bone was pulled out.

"You don't know where it is, do you? Then let me make it clear to you."

Without the slightest pause, Shen Qing exerted force and pulled out the third finger bone.

Then the fourth, and then the fifth.

"I remember now, in the chief's room, he has a habit of writing in a diary, and he might have written information in it."

"Where is the room?"

"It's on the third floor. There's only one room on the third floor, which belongs to the head of the gang."

Shen Qing turned her head to look at the third floor.

"I'll confess... can you spare my life..."

Matsushita's pleas for mercy came to an abrupt halt as Shen Qing's hand, shaped like a knife, sliced ​​off half of his head.

Shen Qing arrived at the third floor, where the decor was extremely Japanese, and there was even a pair of wooden clogs.

Shen Qing was a little annoyed and kicked the wooden clogs out the window.

Fortunately, the room was simply furnished, and the diary was found very easily.

After flipping through a few pages, I found that the text was entirely written in the Japanese pirates' script. Fortunately, the Japanese pirates' script was derived from the script of the Wu Dynasty, so I could still understand some of the meaning.

Shen Qing quickly found the words "soybeans," "Luoshui City," and "Baiyun County" on a page.

This must be it. Shen Qing carefully placed the diary close to her body.

Standing by the window, you can basically see the entire Baiying Manor.

The next step is to find the original soybean seed and wipe out the Japanese pirates.

Looking into the distance, one can see twenty or thirty Japanese pirates scattered throughout the mountain villa. These are just the ones in plain sight; there are also some inside the houses and some outside the villa.

I roughly estimate there are probably over a hundred people.

Shen Qing was also having a bit of a headache.

Of course, the headache isn't that there are too many monsters to defeat, but that there are too many monsters and they are scattered.

As gamers know, while fighting large monsters in some maps isn't too difficult, clearing the map can be tricky, as some monsters always hide in dark corners.

"We need to find a way to attract everyone here."

Suddenly, Shen Qing turned his head to look to the east, where the warehouse storing soybean seed stock was located.

Shen Qing's eyes gradually brightened.

Those who frequently play games will know that tanks have a skill called taunt, and the most effective one is group taunt.

So what could be more ironic than a warehouse on fire?