Warlord: Starting with Subduing Little A Qiao

Yang Xiuqin smiled slightly, and when she mentioned Ye Bai, her eyes showed a hint of admiration.

“Really?” Regner asked.

Pan Qiaoqiao almost burst out laughing. She had thought the mission would be difficult, but she hadn't expected to encounter a female soldier.

Moreover, she told him many things, all of which were very valuable.

We must report to him immediately.

"So this independent regiment is nothing special after all."

Pan Qiaoqiao thought for a moment, then a look of disdain appeared on her face: "You're making me do this? It's a waste of time."

However, she managed to conceal her true feelings.

Her appearance was still so delicate.

Yang Xiuqin was completely unaware.

"Don't doubt it, it was because of our captain that we wiped out Nagasaki, a unit that was very famous among the Japanese."

Whenever Ye Bai's deeds were mentioned, Yang Xiuqin couldn't help but take a liking to him.

He told Pan Qiaoqiao about Ye Bai's life and his glorious past.

He wanted everyone to understand that Ye Bai was no ordinary child.

Pan Qiaoqiao was stunned when she heard Yang Xiuqin's words.

If that's the case, then Ye Bai is terrifying.

He's only eight years old!

However, Pan Qiaoqiao was even less convinced that an eight-year-old child, even if he had extraordinary abilities, could be that powerful.

His ability to annihilate the Nagasaki Battalion is proof enough of his strength.

However, what Ye Bai learned from Yang Xiuqin was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

"It must be reported immediately."

Pan Qiaoqiao had already come up with a solution.

Whether or not he is really as Yang Xiuqin said, he must be killed to prevent any accidents.

They must be killed.

After all, the Japanese would never show mercy when dealing with the Manchu bannermen.

Otherwise, it will be a huge fire, a huge fire, a huge fire, and it will break out again.

Along the way, Pan Qiaoqiao and Yang Xiuqin chatted about Ye Bai.

However, while she was inquiring about the inside information of this independent corps, Yang Xiuqin was also extremely wary of her.

Chapter 154: Pan Qiaoqiao looked up

She still had a smile on her lips, but she always seemed to steer the conversation back to this question.

This made Pan Qiaoqiao very depressed.

However, she smiled along with Yang Xiuqin to avoid revealing any flaws or appearing nervous.

Before long, Ping'an County came into view.

Pan Qiaoqiao looked at the city ahead, her expression changing slightly, but she concealed her emotions as she got out of the car.

However, as soon as she got out of the car, she couldn't help but glance at Ye Bai.

This time, he is the real enemy.

Moreover, she had heard many legends about him, and even with her experience, she couldn't help but feel excited.

My heart is full of curiosity.

This was just a test; there was no other purpose.

Unexpectedly, Ye Bai seemed to sense something and turned to look at her.

In an instant, she sensed a hint of danger.

It was as if he could see right through me.

Pan Qiaoqiao was startled and quickly lowered her head, pretending to be uncomfortable.

Her heart began to race, a situation that, in her view, would never happen.

Pan Qiaoqiao was startled.

In Ping'an County, the soldiers of the Independent Regiment returned to their garrison as usual.

This time, they reaped a great harvest.

They brought with them a large number of advanced Japanese weapons.

When they saw these saviors, everyone felt heartfelt respect.

Pan Qiaoqiao checked into an inn and stayed there temporarily.

With her beauty and intelligence, she easily won the favor of the villagers, who treated her very kindly.

Pan Qiaoqiao said she was tired, so she went back to her room to sleep.

These ordinary people, of course, would not have any doubts.

They all knew about her story, and they all looked at Pan Qiaoqiao with pity.

Before you knew it, night had fallen.

A bright crescent moon hangs high in the sky.

Pan Qiaoqiao lay in the hospital bed, her mind filled with Ye Bai's gaze.

She simply couldn't believe that an eight-year-old boy could possess such immense power.

Commanding the Independent Corps, everything went smoothly.

Their reverence for him was genuine, heartfelt, and not feigned.

"This person is definitely a stumbling block for the Japanese, and must be eliminated!" A resolute look flashed in Pan Qiaoqiao's eyes, along with a hint of murderous intent.

The house was quiet; the whole family was asleep, their snoring continuing.

Pan Qiaoqiao wasn't in a hurry; she just sat there quietly.

Even in the darkness, her eyes remained clear.

After a long while, Pan Qiaoqiao looked up and realized that it was already late.

Then, he stood up and dressed himself properly.

Lin Mengya tucked the paper into her bosom and carefully walked out.

There was no sound; that was her foundation.

Then he quietly left the house.

He then arrived in one direction of Ping'an Town, where the road was deserted.

A night breeze blew by, carrying a slight chill, which made Pan Qiaoqiao feel inexplicably nervous.

However, when he looked around, he did not find anything unusual.

........ ......... .......

Pan Qiaoqiao chuckled; she was just trying to scare herself.

She didn't know if it was because of the shock Ye Bai had given her that morning that she had become like this.

How could these Eight Banner soldiers be so shrewd?

A hint of arrogance appeared on Pan Qiaoqiao's face, which then returned to its icy demeanor, her expression filled with pride.

Soon, they saw a teahouse.

This little shop has already closed.

The lights inside were off, leaving the room in complete darkness.

However, Pan Qiaoqiao had already walked to the window and wanted to push it open.

One person said casually, "Having tea so early in the morning?"

Pan Qiaoqiao's face turned pale instantly!

She never expected that someone would suddenly appear under these circumstances.

In an instant, a murderous intent rose in her heart.

She wouldn't easily reveal her identity; as a highly capable agent, she naturally wouldn't believe such things.

Chapter 155: Yet it was watertight.

She thought about it.