Chapter 4 Raise A City, Find A Person!

Boom. This scene was like a sudden shock, a thunderclap on a clear day. Mad Knife's head was spinning. The shock made it difficult for him to stand steady. He looked at the two crimson words on the flag, his legs weakened, and he fell to his knees, trembling. Zhenbei! Zhenbei Iron Cavalry, Howling Moon Riders! Heavenly King, Heavenly King. Throughout the entire Great Xia, the only person who dared to be so audacious and self-proclaimed as king was the Zhenbei Heavenly King. My goodness, what kind of entity have they angered? For a moment. Mad Knife regretted his decision, wishing he hadn't come out today. Ning Beichuan lit a cigarette and said casually, "Kneel or die, choose." Mad Knife's face turned pale, and he said, "A warrior can be killed, but not humiliated!" "You draw a line, we'll have a talk... hiss, it hurts, it's about to break." With a forceful pull from Ning Beichuan. Mad Knife's right arm began to crack and twist. With a thud, Mad Knife knelt down, tears streaming down his face, "Grandfather, please spare me!" Smack. Smack. Smack. Mad Knife kept slapping himself until he didn't even realize his face had swollen like a pig's head. And those people from Dingsheng had long been scared silly, their consciousness blurred. In this situation, they were nothing. However, it wasn't over yet. Buzz! In the distance, a green military off-road vehicle stopped. A middle-aged man got out of the car. The man was dressed in a green military uniform, with six stars on his shoulders, and had a dignified bearing as he walked over. That terrifying aura, upon seeing Ning Beichuan, involuntarily diminished a bit, and he hurriedly approached with an eager expression. "North... cough, Mr. Ning, you're back in Liangcheng, why didn't you inform us?" This person spoke. Causing the entire group of Dingsheng personnel to freeze. Six stars, that's a general! He actually showed such deference to Ning Beichuan? Just as Ning Beichuan was about to say something, suddenly the sound of sirens blared, and vehicles with alternating red and blue lights came rushing in. The car doors opened. A middle-aged man in a bulletproof vest, about thirty years old, walked out with a gloomy expression, but froze in place. In front of him. Tanks lined up. Iron cavalry resounded. The enormous words "Zhenbei" came roaring in. The middle-aged man took three steps back, only then did his breathing calm down. He looked around and saw a familiar face. A six-star general, even in Great Xia, there were only a few, and he left a deep impression. Zhang Mingyuan! Commander-in-Chief of the Southeastern Theater Command of Great Xia! Such a prominent figure actually appeared in the old city area of Liangcheng? Why? He broke out in a cold sweat. His mind was in chaos. He received a report from the citizens that someone was causing trouble here. He immediately brought people over, but he never expected that it would be someone from the military district? What's going on? Even if he had ten times the courage, he wouldn't dare to go against the military district! The middle-aged man's mind was buzzing. He immediately put down his firearms and saluted, saying, "Governor Zhao Baichuan of Liangcheng, I have seen General Zhang Mingyuan!" "Tell your men to retreat immediately!" Zhang Mingyuan's tone was unfriendly, and there was no room for doubt, "Who reported the case?" The return of the Northern King to Liangcheng was top secret. Now, does everyone know about it? Zhao Baichuan was about to cry. He had no idea who reported the case. He just happened to be nearby when he received the notification, and he almost got himself into trouble! You should know that disrespecting Zhang Mingyuan is punishable by death according to the law! "Forget it, since you're here, it's just right. Take these people away, and, hmm, consider it as causing trouble. Oh, you stay." Ning Beichuan pointed at Crazy Knife. Crazy Knife was stunned, then let out a horribly inhumane and miserable cry, and fell to the ground, unconscious. "What?" Hearing Ning Beichuan's words. Zhao Baichuan was first stunned, then frowned. He thought to himself: What the hell is going on? Didn't he see him talking to General Zhang Mingyuan? "Why are you standing there? Why aren't you doing as Mr. Ning said?" Zhang Mingyuan glanced at Zhao Baichuan with some dissatisfaction. "Mr. Ning?" Hearing Zhang Mingyuan's words, Zhao Baichuan stood still. Then he immediately reacted. Someone like Zhang Mingyuan held great power in the entire Liangcheng. But in front of Ning Beichuan, he was cautious and respectful? Who exactly is he? Zhao Baichuan looked at Ning Beichuan, full of doubt. He wasn't stupid, otherwise he wouldn't have reached his current position. He didn't dare to be negligent. He immediately did as Ning Beichuan said. Soon, all the thugs from the Ding Sheng Group were eliminated, those who needed to be arrested were arrested, and those who needed to be sent away were sent away. In the end. Zhang Mingyuan said to Ning Beichuan, "Mr. Ning, your time is precious. If there is a chance, I would like to invite you for a drink." "Okay." Ning Beichuan nodded. As the guardian god of Da Xia, he was an absolute authority in the military. It was only natural for Zhang Mingyuan to want to establish a relationship with him! He didn't refuse. After all, after leaving the Northern Desert, the Four Iron Cavalries were not suitable for such a high-profile appearance. When necessary, he still needed the identity of the military district to cover up, because the enemies he faced were hidden in the darkness, shrouded in a fog. Soon. The scene was completely empty. It was as if nothing had ever happened. Xiao Tian stood beside Ning Beichuan and said, "Beichuan, Tianwang Group has already settled in Liangcheng, and various arrangements have begun. I believe it won't be long before this gloom is dispelled!" "By the way, should I take care of this flourishing group?" "No, just cripple them and give them a warning. If they still don't relent, I will personally handle it!" "Understood." Xiao Tian left. Ning Beichuan turned around and left the orphanage. Everything was happening too quickly. He hadn't even been able to gather any information about his other six sisters before being separated from his fifth sister. He picked up the piece of paper in his hand, which had Songshan Jingyuan, Row Three, Number Forty-Five written on it. Was this the address of his fifth sister's home? A hint of tenderness appeared in Ning Beichuan's eyes. His fifth sister had promised to wait for him here as long as he was safe. However, when he arrived at the given address by Chen Zitong, he waited until late at night and she still hadn't returned. He grew increasingly anxious, realizing that something might have happened. Ning Beichuan couldn't sit still and immediately called Xiao Tian, saying, "Find out the whereabouts of my fifth sister right away!" Ning Beichuan was extremely worried, fearing that something might have happened to his fifth sister. If that were the case, he would never forgive himself. As the orders were issued, the entire Liangcheng became restless. Liangcheng was put on high alert, as if a storm was about to hit. City defense troops, patrol investigators, and military districts were mobilized and entered the city, all in search of one person! People were filled with anxiety, and rumors spread like wildfire, causing panic among the influential figures in Liangcheng. Soon, Ning Beichuan received news about Chen Zitong's location. Twenty minutes later, they arrived at Liangcheng Patrol Headquarters. Dozens of military off-road vehicles arrived one after another. They were followed by a large number of infantry soldiers, their voices shaking the earth and catching the attention of the patrol headquarters staff. Zhao Baichuan heard the news and rushed to the office in a panic, running all the way. Even though he had witnessed and experienced a lot, he was still frightened by the sight. Hundreds and thousands of soldiers! Their gaze was cold and filled with a sense of impending danger! Just their presence alone exuded an immense sense of intimidation! Not to mention the top-level license plates on those cars. "Liang A-11111!" "Liang D-12345!" "Liang B-66666!" These license plates couldn't be obtained with just money. Each one represented power and influence! Each one was proof of high-ranking military officials! Zhao Baichuan's mouth trembled, and he could barely speak. In that moment, he felt as if the world was collapsing around him!