Hurt my loved ones? I'm not guarding this country's borders anymore!

Previously on: "If you mess with me, Shen Jinglong, even if you're the King of Heaven himself, I can drag him down and crush him!"

The weather in Cangcheng can change in an instant.

The third hour after the S-level arrest warrant was issued.

Even stray dogs on the street dare not bark freely anymore, for fear of being mistaken for Shen Jinglong's accomplices and captured for a reward.

A large crowd had already gathered below the command center building.

There were reporters armed with long lenses and microphones, eager to grab headlines, and there were also江湖客 (jianghu ke, a kind of江湖江湖客 ...

The allure of "a title of nobility with ten thousand households" and "ten thousand taels of gold" is enough to make any desperate man risk his life.

At the entrance, a young thug with a full head of blond hair was live-streaming on his phone, speaking fluent local Mandarin.

"Hey guys! See that? That's the lair of that big devil behind us! Anyone who doesn't want to work, wants to live in a mansion and drive a luxury car, hurry up and come to Cangcheng! I'm the one... the one who specializes in... this time I'm super strong!"

Just as the blond-haired man was talking animatedly, he suddenly saw the front door open.

A woman in a red leather jacket walked out, followed by two guards in black.

Upon seeing that it was a woman, the blond-haired man instantly became bolder and shouted at the camera, "See that? The devil's little girl is out! Watch me go and give the family a good time!"

He rushed forward, tossed his blond hair, and struck what he thought was a cool pose: "Hey, pretty lady, tell your Shen Jinglong to come out and surrender, or else I..."

"roll."

Zhuque didn't even glance at him.

"Oh my god? Do you know who I am? I'm from the Cangcheng Quick Hands Gang..."

Snapped!

Zhuque slapped him across the face.

The blond guy spun around in place three times like a top, and his phone even flew out of his hand.

He covered his face, stunned for a couple of seconds, then suddenly burst into tears: "You hit me! I'm thirty years old and still don't have a girlfriend, no savings, and you're bullying an honest guy like me! I need to go home and think about it... Waaah, I miss my ex-girlfriend who's still working in the factory fixing screws! I'm the clown! The clown is myself!"

Zhuque wiped her hands in disgust. She had already dealt with more than a dozen of these desperate people who were obsessed with becoming famous in the past half day.

,,,

Top floor of the command center.

Shen Jinglong held a newly delivered urgent letter in his hand.

It was that familiar scent again, and that familiar envelope again.

Princess Huimin.

"This woman is addicted to acting."

Shen Jinglong threw the letter on the table, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

Qinglong leaned over for a look: "Oh, delivering a message at this hour? I thought she was afraid of getting caught and would have disappeared long ago."

"Read it." Shen Jinglong said succinctly.

Qinglong picked up the letter, cleared his throat, and that affected, translator's tone returned:

"Brother Jinglong... cough cough, that's too cheesy. To put it simply: Oh dear, I was shocked and devastated that my father (Prince Anle) issued an arrest warrant. But don't worry, I've arranged a secret passage for you in the north of the city, where there are no guards. You can take the child through there, and we'll meet at Tingyu Manor."

After reading it, Qinglong slammed the letter on the table.

"This is too fake! It's insulting to our intelligence! Prince Anle issued an arrest warrant and sealed off the entire city, and she immediately sent over a map of a secret passage? This father and daughter are putting on a charade, and they can't even keep up with their lines?"

Shen Jinglong walked to the electronic map and traced his finger across the so-called "secret passage" in the north of the city.

It was an abandoned sewage ditch, with its outlet located in an open area.

It's an excellent ambush point.

"She's not stupid."

Shen Jinglong said calmly, "She was too hasty."

"The pressure from the Holy Lord was too great; she had to make sure I could take the 'key' (daughter) out of the city. The wanted notice was an accident that disrupted her plans, so she had no choice but to risk sending another message, trying to guide me onto a route she controlled."

At this moment, all the fog dissipated.

Princess Huimin, who was renowned for her wisdom in the capital and was known as the "female Zhuge Liang," was actually a poisonous fang planted by the Holy Emperor in the highest echelons of the royal family.

Even when the Shen family was wiped out, her role was definitely more than just that of a bystander.

Thinking of this, the murderous intent in Shen Jinglong's eyes was colder than the wind outside the window.

"She thought I was a fish trapped in a net, desperately looking for a way to get out."

Shen Jinglong turned around and looked at the wall of surveillance screens.

"But little did they know, I am a shark in fish skin. This pond should be dyed red."

At this moment, the servant who had delivered the message earlier was still waiting at the door.

The servant, dressed in simple cloth, shrank back and spoke in a dialect whose origin was unknown: "Master... my lady said that you must give her a reply so that she can arrange a carriage to pick her up."

Shen Jinglong walked to the door and glanced at the servant.

That one glance made the servant's legs spin.

"Go back and tell that woman."

Shen Jinglong's voice wasn't loud, but it was very penetrating. "Take me, Shen Jinglong, for example. I was so moved that I cried my eyes out."

The servant was taken aback: "Huh?"

"I said, I thank her for her 'kindness'."

Shen Jinglong patted the servant's shoulder. Although he didn't use much force, the servant felt as if he had been slapped by a tiger and almost wet his pants.

"Tell her I'll be there on time. But I have a problem: I don't like using back doors or crawling through dog holes."

"Since we're guests, we should enter through the main entrance openly and honestly."

The servant nodded vigorously, "Yes, yes, yes! I remember! We'll go through the main gate! I'll go back and report right away! Sir, you're busy, but I think I left the gas cylinder at home on its own, so I'll take my leave now!"

After saying that, the servant ran off in a flash, faster than a startled rabbit.

As the servant disappeared at the end of the corridor, Qinglong's smile vanished, replaced by a chilling aura.

"Commander Long, are you really going?"

"Of course I'll go."

Shen Jinglong walked to the weapon rack, picked up the scope of a black heavy tactical sniper rifle, a good thing that Xuanwu had recently modified.

He weighed it in his hand and glanced at the gray sky outside the window through his glasses.

"Not only should we go, but we should go in style."

He lowered the scope and turned to look at Suzaku, who had remained silent.

"Notify Xuanwu."

Shen Jinglong's order was brief and cold: "Have him load those three 'gift packages' into the car. The princess likes excitement, Prince Anle likes pomp and circumstance, and the Holy Lord likes mystery."

"Then let's put together a table for them and let them eat their fill."

"in addition."

Shen Jinglong straightened his collar and strode outside. "Make sure the brothers change into their best gear. This trip to Tingyu Manor isn't for tea."

"I went to see him off in his final moments."