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Ironclad Department, Bandit Apprehension Division, Third Division office compound.

Yang Ling, clad in a set of Eighth-Rank Ironclad Armor, stood ramrod straight. When he stepped into this courtyard, all the Ninth-Rank Ironclad Constables inside were stunned.

"Is that Yang Ling?"

"It must be. Eighth-Rank Ironclad Armor, Eighth-Rank Official Saber, and so young. Who else could it be?"

"Didn't expect him to be quite handsome, just that his skin is a bit dark and rough."

"That means he's often out on patrol, actually doing work."

A wave of hushed whispers arose.

Immediately after, a Ninth-Rank Ironclad Constable hurried forward:

"Constable Yang, do you have business with our Bandit Apprehension Division?"

Yang Ling didn't mind, smiling as he said:

"I'm here to see Director Wen."

"Director Wen took people to the western suburbs this morning. I heard there's a bandit den over there. He probably won't be back so soon."

This Ninth-Rank Ironclad Constable said with a smile:

"Why doesn't Constable Yang sit here with us for a while? We colleagues are also very curious about Constable Yang's case-cracking methods.

I heard that last time with the Chu Family Medicinal Shop case, if it weren't for Constable Yang, it wouldn't have been solved so easily."

Many Ironclad Constables also gathered around, smiling and chiming in:

"That's right, Constable Yang, would you like some tea? I'll brew some for you."

"Just sit with us for a while. We all want to learn a bit of your case-solving techniques."

Seeing this, Yang Ling was about to refuse when suddenly, an Ironclad Constable covered in blood ran in. His expression was a mix of anger and anxiety:

"Hurry, everyone, come with me to the western suburbs! Damn those bandits actually have Fire Oil! Our Director is injured and is now trapped in a valley!"

The Ironclad Constables in the courtyard were stunned for a moment, then immediately sprang into action.

"Weren't they said to be just a dozen or so bandits? How could they have Fire Oil? If that's really the case, the Public Security Division should have been sent!"

Wen Xiaoba muttered under his breath.

Muttering aside, their movements were swift. Dozens of Ironclad Constables assembled immediately, all within less than two minutes!

"Constable Yang, please come back later."

Seeing Yang Ling was still there, Wen Xiaoba hurriedly said.

"I'll accompany you to the western suburbs."

Yang Ling said.

The Ironclad Constables were slightly taken aback, then overjoyed.

"Constable Yang, quickly, come with us!"

Wen Xiaoba said with pleasant surprise.

……

Changhe Prefectural Capital, western suburbs.

This area was already far outside the city, full of mountain ridges, and the roads were difficult to traverse.

On ordinary days, aside from woodcutters and hunters, few people came to this vicinity.

In a remote valley, flames flickered everywhere.

Wen Kongxuan, leading over a dozen Ninth-Rank Ironclad Constables, was using dampened handkerchiefs to cover their noses, their expressions cold and stern as they surveyed their surroundings, searching for a way out.

"Sir, the surrounding area has been ignited by Fire Oil. With the current wind direction, it will burn its way to us in at most the time it takes to drink a cup of tea."

"There's no other way, sir. We'll cover you while you charge out!"

"The hidden sentries outside have already gone back to deliver the message. Reinforcements will arrive soon. Let's wait a little longer."

Wen Kongxuan's face was composed and calm.

He looked towards a high ground in the distance, where over a dozen figures stood.

Among them, some held wooden buckets, preparing to throw them over here.

"Director Wen Kongxuan of the Third Division, Bandit Apprehension Division? Hahaha, I heard you're a Lower Eighth-Rank expert? I'm not even Ninth-Rank, yet today you're going to fall into my hands?"

The leader now wore a smug expression, laughing heartily.

"You seem to have known I would come?"

Wen Kongxuan covered his nose with a handkerchief, staring at the lead bandit:

"Although you are not Ninth-Rank, each of you possesses strength close to it.

You are not ordinary bandits. Normally, dealing with you should be the Public Security Division's business.

This disguise was just to lure me here? Are you my enemies?"

"You're about to die, yet you still have so many questions?"

"Want to know the truth? Then go ask the King of Hell down below."

The lead bandit sneered viciously: "I know you have hidden sentries, but the people they call will at most be the trash from your Bandit Apprehension Division.

They will die with you!"

Wen Kongxuan's expression changed slightly. His subordinates beside him, now severely distressed by the scorching flames, gathered closely around him.

Right at that moment, an angry roar rang out:

"You damned bastards!"

"That's Xiaoba's voice!"

"Sir, it's your nephew!"

Wen Kongxuan's subordinates were overjoyed.

Wen Xiaoba was here, meaning their colleagues from the Third Division of the Bandit Apprehension Division had also arrived!

Wen Kongxuan's face, however, turned grim.

When he confirmed the other side was targeting him, he knew they absolutely had the means to deal with reinforcements!

Moreover, the reason they hadn't continued throwing the Fire Oil barrels was precisely to use him and his men as bait to lure his colleagues!

At that moment, dozens of figures also arrived at the high ground.

"Wen Xiaoba, all of you, retreat quickly!"

Wen Kongxuan suddenly shouted:

"This is an assassination targeting me! Withdraw back to the Ironclad Department and report this matter to the Public Security Division!"

"Withdraw? It's too late, haha!"

The lead bandit suddenly laughed loudly, and together with his men, they all drew hand crossbows.

"Hand crossbows?"

Wen Kongxuan's face changed drastically.

Even the poorest quality hand crossbow was sufficient to deal with Ninth-Rank experts.

Such things, even the Ironclad Department of Changhe Prefectural Capital only had a few. How could the other side produce over a dozen!?

What on earth is the origin of this group!?

Are they spies from the Rong tribe!?

Wen Xiaoba and the others also saw the hand crossbows in the enemy's hands and were momentarily stunned, rooted to the spot.

"You go on ahead."

The lead bandit curled his lips into a vicious sneer, about to pull the trigger.

The next moment, a gust of violent wind swept through.

Thump thump thump thump!

Everyone only felt a blur of afterimages flash before their eyes.

In just a few seconds, they witnessed a scene they would find hard to forget for the rest of their lives!

They saw the lead bandit and all his men had their arms completely severed.

Even their kneecaps had been shattered.

Only then did they let out earth-shattering screams of agony!

"This…"

Wen Xiaoba and the others were momentarily dumbfounded.

"What are you standing around for? Put out the fire."

Yang Ling instructed.

"Ah, yes!"

Wen Xiaoba and the others hurriedly nodded and began tackling the fire.

"What happened?!"

Wen Kongxuan and his men, surrounded by the great fire, were somewhat bewildered.

At that moment, a figure stood with his back to the sunlight, clasping his hands in salute towards them:

"Ironclad Department, Eighth-Rank Ironclad Constable Yang Ling, greets Director Wen."

"It's Yang Ling!?"

Wen Kongxuan was pleasantly surprised.

By now, Wen Xiaoba and the others had already begun charging into the fire zone, spreading the lime they had brought everywhere.

This lime was primarily used to suppress the Fire Oil.

They proceeded in an orderly manner, and in just a short while, they managed to suppress the raging fire.

Not long after, Wen Kongxuan led his men to the high ground.

His appearance was somewhat disheveled, but he couldn't care less at the moment. He nodded to Yang Ling, then immediately began administering first aid to stop the bleeding for that group of bandits.

"They are very suspicious, so keeping them alive is best."

After finishing the bandaging for these guys, Wen Kongxuan walked up to Yang Ling and explained with a smile.

At this moment, the lead bandit stared blankly at Yang Ling, a flicker of terror and anger in his eyes:

"Why are you here!"

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