The Professional Rankings, in twelve volumes, each bearing the name of my lord.

The dominant force in the Ma family company has arrived.

He learned about the situation on the spot through the company network halfway there and immediately discarded all the metal objects he was carrying.

Unfortunately, the martial arts and spiritual techniques he learned were all related to swords.

If he loses his sword, his combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced.

So he had to stop at a small shop halfway and buy a wooden sword to make do, which made him a little late and almost allowed Song Feng and his men to escape.

"Bandits! Where do you think you're going!"

The newcomer drew his sword and thrust forward, a fierce wind swirling around him like a dragon, quickly dispersing the fog that Brother Mist had created to confuse the enemy.

The wooden sword twirled on his wrist, unleashing a burst of sword energy that shot towards Song Feng like an arrow piercing the clouds.

"Beware, both new and old thieves!"

Lucky Guy spun on his flying skateboard and pounced behind Song Feng, shielding him with his body.

"puff!!"

The sword energy swept across Lucky Guy, instantly tearing his skin and flesh. Lucky Guy coughed up blood and fell from the sky, half-dead on the spot.

"Eighty thousand!"

Song Feng stopped, turned around and glared angrily at the swordsman who had made the move.

Song Feng, within the clone network, arranged for Blood Brother, who was lying in ambush below, to rescue Lucky Brother, who was still alive.

The newcomer sheathed his sword and glanced sideways at Song Feng.

"Hmph, I am Ma Rufeng, the executive director of the Ma Corporation! You... must be Song Feng, right? How dare you impersonate the Emperor and commit banditry in the name of the Imperial Guard! Don't you feel ashamed?!"

Song Feng responded in a deep voice.

"What I'm about to do doesn't require your understanding."

"That may be true, but this pile of broken stones isn't worth risking your life to snatch. Don't you know how many people are looking for you right now? You've obtained Song Gua's abilities, and many people are envious."

"These aren't just a pile of broken rocks; they're part of our nation's heritage. You shouldn't treat them like that—slicing them, grinding them, roasting them, and bombarding them—just to find some bullshit longevity substance!"

Ma Rufeng glanced at the group of bandits in front of him, as well as Song Feng, and moved his lips to speak.

"No wonder you were so eager to rob us. You're just a bunch of fanatical believers in the Song Dynasty divination. Fine, I let you hide before, but now that you've shown your faces, I'll take you down and sell you to a big power. I should be able to get a lot of money from that."

After saying that, Ma Rufeng made his move.

Although it was a wooden sword, in Ma Rufeng's hands it seemed to have the power to split rocks and cleave gold.

The clones dared not confront him directly, and could only rely on Mist Bro to confuse the enemy and take the opportunity to scatter and escape.

But Ma Rufeng ignored the other bandits; he only focused on Song Feng.

Even if Song Feng used his "headgear-changing technique" or the "all-hands-wearing, all-robe-wearing technique," he couldn't fool his sharp eyes.

This one is only at the Overlord Realm, and cannot fly after losing its wings.

However, he was standing on two bamboo slips, and like riding a flying skateboard, he nimbly darted and weaved through the air.

This is because Ma Rufeng has mastered the art of sword control to its extreme, allowing him to apply it effortlessly to any object.

Seeing that Ma Rufeng was relentlessly attacking Song Feng, and that the situation was extremely critical, the clones had no choice but to rush forward one after another to help Song Feng fight back.

Unfortunately, no one could defeat Ma Rufeng in a single blow. If it weren't for Wu Ge occasionally creating misty hands to pull Ma Rufeng's wooden sword, many of his clones would have been killed on the spot.

"Old fox and new thief! This won't do! Do you have any backup plans?!"

Song Feng, wielding a spear, withstood a sword strike head-on, but coughed up blood and fell to the ground, smashing a hole in the transparent pavement of the Ma Family Park before crashing down into the park below.

Fortunately, Magnet Bro intervened in time and caught him with a metal plate.

Song Feng felt excruciating pain all over his body, his blood and qi were not flowing smoothly, and he could not even circulate his internal energy.

The gap between the overlord and the innate spiritual martial artist is too great.

Ma Rufeng's domineering aura spread out, and everyone in the entire Ma's Company campus fell silent.

For ordinary people, there are very few opportunities to see a ruler, and the chance to personally experience such pressure is also rare.

Although no one really wants to experience it, because it's not pleasant.

Song Feng said with difficulty.

"I called the police."

All clones: "?"

"The Peace Enforcement Team, once they arrive, will first stop the violence, and then take them all back to the Peace Affairs Bureau."

The clones were puzzled.

"But the Ma Company is in the right to be arrested, after all. We came here to steal things, weren't we?"

Song Feng gave a bitter smile.

"Don't forget Magnet Bro."

The Peace Enforcement Team consists entirely of highly intelligent combat robots, not human beings.

These robots are made of the strongest alloy on Earth, the kind that even the mighty warrior can't break.

Capturing the overlord might be a bit difficult, but stopping the fight between the two sides is still achievable.

Even the strongest alloy is still metal, and Magnet Bro can definitely control it.

At that point, Magnet Bro will instantly transform into a summoner, commanding the most powerful robots in the city to deal with Ma Rufeng, allowing Song Feng and the others to escape.

The problem now is that we must hold on until the peacekeeping enforcement team arrives.

They are usually dispatched immediately after receiving a report.

These are all robots stored in a pre-launch warehouse. They don't need any preparation; they can come out directly, take off, and jettison at high altitude the entire time, which is very fast.

Song Feng could even see a string of blue flames trailing in the distant night sky.

But Ma Rufeng's attacks never stopped, and neither his clones nor Song Feng could withstand them.

"Where's that old scoundrel? Come out and hold the line!"

"Both the old and new thieves have been beaten so badly, and the old thief still hasn't shown up. It's clear that last time he just said two words to us and we've got him wrapped around our little finger!"

"No way? Then there's really no backup plan!"

"When the old and new thieves were making their plans, it seems they didn't include the old thief's appearance in the plan."

"At this point, let's stop idolizing his independence from his second personality! I'd rather he relied on it a little!"

Song Feng never imagined that Song Gua would have evil thoughts and then wreak havoc when they encountered danger.

If we're talking about dependence, the most he's ever depended on is Magnet Bro.

Modern cities are filled with metal.

Magnet Bro is definitely version T0 here.

Even right now, if Magnet Brother hadn't been relentlessly pulling out electrical conduits, underground pipes, and building steel bars from all directions to frantically whip Ma Rufeng, countless clones would have died long ago.

However, to everyone's surprise, the first expert to arrive from the Ma Corporation was a high-level overlord.

Judging from his effortless mastery of martial arts and spiritual techniques, he is a highly skilled high-level overlord, not just an office expert who has high cultivation levels but has hardly ever been in a fight.

Of course, there are risks involved in robbing.

Although the prior assessment suggested that the risk was worth taking, we were still unlucky enough to encounter a low-probability event.

Just as Ma Rufeng once again broke free from the entanglement of the messy objects thrown at him by Magnet Brother, he aimed his sword straight at Song Feng.

"Snap!"

A red-tasseled spear pierced through the clouds, its tip like a cold glint, directly piercing Ma Rufeng's wooden sword in two.

"Who?!"

Seven people wearing wingsuits slowly descended from mid-air.

They also wore complete sets of cutting-edge technological armor, with glowing patterns at the joints of various parts of the armor shimmering like flowing water, which looked very cool.

The red-tasseled spear spun in the air and flew into the hand of a long-haired woman in the middle.

"Qian Yuehong, Captain of the Third Action Team, First Special Forces Brigade, Garrison Command of the Huaxia Empire!"