He wore the mask and returned to the previous location, only to discover that it was already empty.
Only one chair remained in the courtyard.
Song Jingchen stood up from his wheelchair and pushed open a large door. The old furniture inside was covered in a thick layer of dust. It was obvious that no one had lived here for a long time, and those people had found this place at the last minute.
Perhaps they had not planned to bring him here. Why did they suddenly change their mind?
There was only one possibility. The timing was perfect.
That meant that he had guessed wrongly. The person who attacked the stage was not the Ghost-Faced General’s men, but someone else.
Taking advantage of the stage collapsing and causing chaos, he abducted the women when no one was paying attention.
As for Shen Yijia? If he disappeared, that girl would definitely look everywhere for him. If someone used his disappearance to trick her, then took the opportunity to attack her…
Thinking of this possibility, Song Jingchen’s eyes turned sharp.
After leaving the residence, Song Jingchen returned to the side of the stage and recalled the direction in which the crowd had evacuated.
No matter how organized those people were, it was impossible for them to leave the city after capturing someone. They definitely needed to meet up somewhere.
If Fan Mingyuan had given the order to close the city gates in time, they would still be hiding in the city.
There were two possibilities as to where they were hiding. One was near the stage, and the other was near the city gate.
This place was at least 15 minutes away from the city gate. Coupled with the fact that there were too many people around, it would take even longer.
In order to avoid being noticed, they would most likely choose a place that was near to them.
These thoughts only flashed through Song Jingchen’s mind for a moment. He followed the route that the crowd had taken in his memory and finally turned into a dim alley that extended out from the bend.
Before he could enter the alley, he smelled something sour.
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Song Jingchen didn’t even frown as entered the alley.
What Song Jingchen didn’t know was that this alley was a famous beggar’s alley in Anyang County. Almost all the beggars in Anyang County lived here.
There were many disheveled people lying or sitting on both sides of the alley. When they saw a masked man suddenly walk past them, they looked at him curiously.
Song Jingchen ignored him and went straight to the end of the alley. It was an abandoned temple. If he didn’t enter the alley, it would have been difficult to imagine that there was such a place in Anyang County.
Before he could enter, seven or eight beggars walked out.
As soon as they saw him, they approached him like dogs seeing a bone. They said in a muffled voice, “Good person, please donate some…”
Song Jingchen frowned. A dagger flew out of his hand and stabbed in front of their feet, stopping them in their tracks.
The few of them looked at each other and immediately revealed terrified expressions. They knelt on the ground with a thud. “Sir, spare us!”
“We only asked those beggars outside to hand over some food every day. We didn’t do anything else!”
“Yes, yes.”
The few of them spoke at once, their bodies trembling, as if they had offended Song Jingchen.
Song Jingchen was unmoved. He narrowed his eyes and said coldly, “Where is the person you caught?”
As soon as he finished speaking, the kneeling people froze, then looked confused.
“Person? Who are they? We didn’t catch anyone. We’re just beggars.”
“That’s right. We don’t have the ability to capture anyone…”
The few of them wailed again. Song Jingchen had long lost his patience and was about to attack.
Something unexpected happened. One of the kneeling people picked up a dagger from the ground and stabbed it at Song Jingchen. Seeing this, the others also took out their daggers and pounced at him.
Song Jingchen sneered and kicked the dagger out of the leader’s hand. He took a few steps forward and caught the dagger that fell from the air. He turned around and swung the dagger at the man’s wrist before he retracted it.
The man cried out in pain, blood gushing from his cut.
At this moment, all the beggars in the alley ran over. Their eyes were ferocious, and they no longer looked dispirited.
Seeing that Song Jingchen was so ruthless, they were shocked, but they showed no signs of retreating. They swarmed towards Song Jingchen.
However, Song Jingchen didn’t mind. He had no intention of letting these people live.
In the dark night, Song Jingchen shuttled through dozens of people like a ghost. He raised his hand and slashed at their throats.
The dozens of people did not even touch the corner of his clothes before they fell to the ground one by one and stopped breathing.
The person with the severed hand realized that something was wrong and was about to secretly leave to report.
Coincidentally, the last person on this side also fell. Song Jingchen picked up a stone from the ground and hit that person’s leg.
The man fell to the ground and looked at the man walking towards him in horror. He dragged his injured leg back bit by bit…
The smell of blood was pungent.
“There—there’s really no woman here you’re looking for…” he said, trembling.
Song Jingchen raised his eyebrows. “When did I say that I was looking for a woman?”
That person’s pupils constricted. He knew that it was useless for him to say anything else now. He could only watch as the sharp blade cut through his throat.
At this moment, Fan Mingyuan also came over with his men. Song Jingchen glanced at him and walked into the dilapidated temple without saying a word.
The chief of the Yamen officers watched as the masked man left, leaving only the corpses of dozens of beggars on the ground. He looked at Fan Mingyuan hesitantly. “Sir, this…”
Fan Mingyuan waved his hand to stop him. He looked in the direction the masked man had left and said, “They’re probably here to save someone. Let’s find those people first. Follow me.”
With that, they followed him in. At this moment, the masked man was no longer in the dilapidated temple.
“There’s a tunnel, sir,” the sharp-eyed bailiff called.
As soon as Song Jingchen entered the tunnel, he heard the cries of the captured women and the excited roars of men.
He frowned and took a few quick steps.
After turning a corner, they arrived at a basement. Song Jingchen kicked open the door and saw a group of trembling women inside. He glanced at them and knew that Shen Yijia wasn’t here.
“Where are the others?” Song Jingchen asked in a low voice.
The group of women shrank back and pointed next door.
Song Jingchen’s heart tightened. The voice he had heard just now came from there. He knew what it meant.
He clenched his fists under his sleeves. Before he could walk in, three disheveled men walked out.
When they saw Song Jingchen, they were also shocked. Before they could do anything, they felt a chill on their necks and something flowed down their necks.
“Ah!” When the women saw this scene, they screamed in fear. Song Jingchen didn’t even look at them and stepped over the corpses into the room beside him.
Fan Mingyuan’s men barely caught a glimpse of his clothes.
“Brother Yuan…”
A familiar voice sounded. Fan Mingyuan was no longer in the mood to pay attention to the man.