Warlords: Rising from the Northwest Border and Sweeping Across the Powers

For three consecutive days, Young Master Zhang did not leave the Governor's Mansion under Zhang Chengxiang's house arrest order.

Just when Elantra had given up hope on Zhang Zhixiao and was preparing to look for another breakthrough, the opportunity came.

That night, at the second watch, Zhang Zhixiao was lying on his bed, flipping through a book out of boredom. His eyes were on the book, but in fact his mind was filled with the every frown and smile of Yuan'er, the courtesan of Wanhua Tower.

Thinking of Miss Yuan'er's eyes full of amorous glances and her hot and unrestrained figure, Zhang Zhixiao only felt a burst of heat under his body.

Throwing the book in his hand aside in an annoyed mood, Zhang Zhixiao stood up and paced back and forth in the room. After a while, Zhang Zhixiao pushed the door open a crack and looked out. Two fully armed guards were still following their father's orders meticulously, standing guard in front of the door to guard him.

Zhang Zhixiao closed the door again, walked to the window, and looked at the lush sycamore tree two meters away from the window. An idea instantly came to his mind.

After a moment, a figure quickly slid down the tree trunk into the yard, skillfully bypassed the soldiers patrolling in the Maple Forest Garden, and left the Governor's Mansion under the cover of night.

Only when they were far away from the Governor's Mansion did Zhang Zhixiao emerge from the dark alley. He put his right hand in his pocket and casually draped his grey suit jacket over his shoulders with his left hand, revealing an extremely eye-catching black vest and white shirt.

Zhang Zhixiao walked along the street towards Wanhua Tower while whistling, with a smile on his face. Thinking that the beauty was about to enjoy his pleasure under him, Zhang Zhixiao's mood inexplicably improved.

Unfortunately, the Zhang family is a wealthy and prominent family, and his father would never allow him to marry a prostitute. Otherwise, it would be nice to take Yuan'er as his concubine.

What Zhang Zhixiao didn't know was that in the dark, a pair of eyes hidden in the darkness were following him closely, staring at him coldly.

The streets were unusually deserted at this time, with patrol troops from the city driving by from time to time. In order not to attract attention, Zhang Zhixiao acted like a thief, turning his back and deliberately hiding his face whenever a patrol team appeared.

Twenty minutes later, looking at the brightly lit three-story Western-style building across the street and the mama-san standing at the gate soliciting customers, Zhang Zhixiao put on his coat, straightened his collar, and walked towards Wanhua Tower.

At this moment, a dark shadow rushed towards him from behind. Zhang Zhixiao subconsciously prepared to turn around, but before he could turn around, he felt a black screen in front of his eyes and completely lost consciousness.

When Zhang Zhixiao was awakened by a basin of cold water, he found himself in an unfamiliar, dim room. The old-fashioned kerosene lamp in the room flickered, and he was tied tightly to a pillar in the middle of the room.

In front of Zhang Zhixiao, a man with a face full of flesh, over 1.9 meters tall, and extremely muscular, was staring at him with ill intentions.

Behind the big man, a tall young man with a stern face and wearing coarse cloth clothes was sitting on a bench, puffing away as if no one was around.

Zhang Zhixiao finally reacted and felt a chill on his back, thinking that he must have been kidnapped.

"Who are you? Why are you arresting me? What is your purpose?!"

The big man in front of him grinned, revealing a mouthful of clean white teeth.

"Master Zhang, you should know clearly in your heart, who would dare to take such a huge risk to attack you when the city is under martial law?"

Zhang Zhixiao's heart sank, it seemed that the other party was most likely a member of the Northwest Revolutionary Army.

If I fall into the hands of some vicious bandits who are seeking money, I should be able to save my life as long as I pay enough.

But if it fell into the hands of the Northwest Revolutionary Army, it would be very dangerous.

After a moment of silence, Zhang Zhixiao tentatively asked, "Are you from the Northwest Revolutionary Army? You were ordered by Su Zhengyang to attack me, right?"

"It seems that Master Zhang is not so stupid that he is beyond redemption."

Zhang Zhixiao organized his words and continued, "In this era, isn't being a soldier just to make a living? If you let me go, I will not only forgive what happened today, but also give you countless money. You can take the money, stay away from the war, find a place where no one knows you, and be a rich man with a wife and children. Isn't it good? Why work for Su Zhengyang?"

"To tell you the truth, once they find out I'm missing, the city's security division will definitely dig deep into the ground and turn Qingyun City upside down. You won't be able to escape then. Why don't you consider my opinion? Not only will you be able to escape unscathed, but you will also enjoy endless wealth and glory for the rest of your life."

Elante, who was sitting on the bench, threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it out with his foot. He walked forward and said calmly, "Put away those little thoughts of yours. Otherwise, I don't mind making you suffer a little."

"Fama, let Bamba find a way to deliver the note to the Governor's Mansion. We want to let Governor Zhang know that the only blood descendant of his Zhang family is in our hands."

Farma nodded seriously and said, "Don't worry, Boss. Bamba has already done it."

"Keep an eye on him. If he dares to do anything dishonest, I'll cut off one of his legs first."

"Understood, boss!"

At two o'clock in the morning, a sharp arrow shot through the larynx of a patrol soldier from the outer wall of the Governor's Palace at lightning speed, nailing his body firmly to the ground.

Alarms immediately rang in the Governor's Mansion, and countless soldiers gathered towards the body of the soldier who had been shot through the larynx, and without any delay, they launched a full-scale alert search of the entire Governor's Mansion.

Bamba, carrying a crossbow on his back, had already disappeared into the darkness with swift movements.

It was not until a few minutes later that someone found the note tied to the tail of the arrow. The note said that Zhang Zhixiao had fallen into their hands. If they wanted to rescue Zhang Zhixiao, they had to go to Yanshui Lane in the south of the city alone to rescue him. If he did not act according to their requirements, they would take Zhang Zhixiao's life directly.

In fact, this young master Zhang Zhixiao was asking for his own death. If he hadn't sneaked out, he would normally have been protected by a platoon of fully armed guards. However, he slipped out of the Governor's Mansion alone with his mind full of lust, and the people of the Divine Punishment Squad successfully took him into their hands without any effort.

If you don't seek death, you won't die. This sentence makes quite some sense.

In Zhang Zhixiao's opinion, even though the Zhang faction has reached an extremely serious period of crisis, the war is very far away from him. All the dangers are concentrated in the border areas of the three provinces of Zhili. At least in Qingyun City, he will not encounter any danger at all.

In his opinion, the warning from his father Zhang Chengxiang was just an exaggeration.