Bright Sword: This unit is really ruthless

Suddenly, a burst of hurried footsteps was heard. Zhang Ling turned around abruptly and saw a group of men in black running towards them quickly, holding shining samurai swords in their hands.

"Oh no! It's someone from the Black Dragon Society!" Miko exclaimed, her face turning pale instantly.

Zhang Ling's eyes were stern. He protected Meizi behind him and stared coldly at the approaching man in black. "Meizi, don't be afraid. I'm here."

The men in black quickly surrounded them, and the leader, a burly man with a face full of flesh, stared at Zhang Ling fiercely. "Boy, are you Zhang Ling?"

Zhang Ling sneered, "It's me, what?"

"Hmph, you are so brave that you dare to ruin our good deeds!" the man said angrily, "Today I will let you know the consequences of offending our Black Dragon Society!"

"Really? I want to see what you can do!" Zhang Ling was not afraid at all, and his eyes were full of disdain.

"Go! Kill him for me!" The man gave an order and the men in black rushed forward, waving their samurai swords and slashing at Zhang Ling.

Zhang Ling's eyes focused, and his body moved as fast as lightning. He quickly dodged the attack, then punched out, hitting a man in black in the chest. The man in black screamed and flew backwards.

Seeing this, the other men in black attacked Zhang Ling even more frantically. Zhang Ling dodged left and right, nimbly avoiding the attacks while constantly fighting back with punches and kicks, each move deadly.

For a moment, the flashing of swords and the shouting of killing shook the sky. Zhang Ling fought against many people alone and was not at a disadvantage at all. Meizi stood aside, watching the fierce fight nervously, her heart hanging in her throat.

At this moment, a man in black took advantage of Zhang Ling's unpreparedness, sneaked around behind Meiko, raised his samurai sword, and slashed at Meiko.

"Miko, be careful!" Zhang Ling shouted and wanted to go over to save Meiko, but he was entangled by other men in black and couldn't get away.

Just as the samurai sword was about to fall on Meiko, at the critical moment, a figure suddenly appeared and blocked Meiko...

Meizi snuggled tightly in Zhang Ling's arms, her body trembling slightly. The dim light in the teahouse cast a shadow on the two of them, as if covered by a veil, ambiguous and uneasy. Zhang Ling gently stroked Meizi's hair, feeling her rapid heartbeat, with mixed feelings in his heart. This sudden reunion seemed like a dream, but it was so real that it hurt his heart.

"Meizi, tell me, what is going on?" Zhang Ling's voice was low and hoarse, with a slight tremor that he could hardly suppress.

Meiko raised her head from Zhang Ling's arms, looked at him with tears in her eyes, and choked up as she slowly told him the whole story. It turned out that Meiko was an agent who was ordered to lurk beside Sato and was responsible for stealing important intelligence. However, just when the mission was about to be completed, her identity was unfortunately exposed, and Sato imprisoned her here and tortured her in every way, trying to force her to submit.

"They...they did a lot of excessive things to me..." When Miko said this, her voice became more trembling and tears welled up in her eyes again.

Zhang Ling's eyes flashed with ruthlessness, and he clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white. He took a deep breath, trying to suppress his inner anger, and comforted her softly: "Don't be afraid, Meizi, everything is over. Now I am here, no one can hurt you anymore."

"Zhang Ling..." Meiko threw herself into Zhang Ling's arms again, hugging him tightly, as if she wanted to pour out all her fears and anxieties to him.

Zhang Ling gently patted Meizi's back, feeling her body temperature, and a strong desire to protect her surged in his heart. He swore to make those who hurt Meizi pay the price!

"Let's go." Zhang Ling helped Meizi stand up and prepared to leave this place of trouble.

However, at this moment, the door of the teahouse was suddenly knocked open, and a group of men in black armed with samurai swords rushed in aggressively. The leader was a burly man with a face full of flesh, who was Sato who was beaten away by Zhang Ling before.

"Baga! How dare you come back!" Sato roared, his eyes filled with flames of hatred.

Zhang Ling sneered, protecting Meiko behind him, and looked directly at Sato without fear: "Not only am I back, I'm also taking Meiko with me."

"You're dreaming!" Sato waved the samurai sword in his hand and said viciously, "Today, none of you can leave here!"

A fierce battle was about to break out. Zhang Ling was not afraid of many enemies. He was agile and his moves were deadly, like a tiger descending from the mountain, unstoppable. Although the black-clad men were numerous, they were defeated by Zhang Ling's fierce attack, and wailing sounded one after another.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Sato was secretly terrified. He did not expect Zhang Ling's strength to be so strong, far beyond his expectations.

"Damn it!" Sato cursed angrily, took out a pistol from his arms and pointed it at Zhang Ling.

"Bang!" A gunshot rang out, and the bullet cut through the air and headed straight for Zhang Ling.

At the critical moment, Meizi pushed Zhang Ling away and the bullet hit her shoulder.

"Meizi!" Zhang Ling exclaimed and quickly hugged the fallen Meizi.

Meiko's face was pale, her lips were trembling slightly, and blood stained her clothes red.

"Zhang Ling...go away..." Meizi said weakly, her eyes full of worry.

"No! Let's go together!" Zhang Ling hugged Meizi tightly, his eyes full of determination.

Seeing this, Sato grinned and raised his pistol again.

"go to hell!"

At this critical moment, a figure suddenly fell from the sky and kicked the pistol out of Sato's hand.

The man was wearing a black suit and a bamboo hat, so his face could not be seen. He was agile and his movements were as smooth as flowing water, and he knocked down all of Sato's men in an instant.

Sato looked at the newcomer in horror, his heart filled with fear. He had never seen such a powerful master before.

"You...who are you?" Sato asked tremblingly.

The man did not answer, but just looked at him coldly, then walked up to Zhang Ling and took off his hat.

A familiar face appeared in front of Zhang Ling, shocking him.

"You are......"

The person who came was the master Zhang Ling had been looking for - Li Xuan!

"Master!" Zhang Ling shouted excitedly.

Li Xuan smiled slightly and nodded.

"Disciple, long time no see."

Seeing this, Sato knew the situation was hopeless and turned around to escape.

However, how could Li Xuan let him escape so easily? He flashed and instantly appeared in front of Sato, slapping him on the chest.

Sato screamed, flew backwards, fell heavily to the ground, spitting blood, and died on the spot.

Li Xuan turned around, looked at Zhang Ling, and said, "Disciple, let me handle the things here. You take Meizi and leave here first."

Zhang Ling nodded, picked up Meizi, and left the teahouse.

Li Xuan looked at the two people's leaving backs, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes.

The purpose of his trip was not only to rescue Meiko, but more importantly...

As night falls, the lights are on.

Zhang Ling brought Meizi to a secluded inn. After settling her down, he went out to find a doctor.

However, when he returned to the inn, he found that Meiko was gone...

Meizi snuggled tightly in Zhang Ling's arms, her tears soaking his clothes. The teahouse was in a mess, and the air was filled with a faint smell of blood and tea, which seemed particularly strange. Zhang Ling gently stroked Meizi's hair and asked softly: "Tell me, what happened? Who are those people?"

Meizi raised her head, looked at him with tears in her eyes, and said with a sob: "They are from the Black Dragon Society. They forced me... forced me..."

"What do I force you to do?" Zhang Ling's voice was low, with a hint of suppressed anger.

"Forced me... to steal information..." Miko finally spoke out, her voice as thin as a mosquito.

Zhang Ling took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and asked, "What information?"

Meiko hesitated for a moment, but finally said, "Yes... it's about the latest biological weapons developed by the Empire..."

"Biochemical weapons?" Zhang Ling's pupils shrank suddenly, and a chill ran from his feet to his head. He realized that Meizi was involved in a huge conspiracy.

"They said...if I don't cooperate...they will kill me...and...and..." When Miko said this, she burst into tears.

Zhang Ling hugged Meizi tightly, his heart filled with anger and heartache. He didn't expect that Meizi would bear such a huge pressure. He patted Meizi's back gently and comforted her: "Don't be afraid, it's okay, I'm here, no one can hurt you."

"Zhang Ling..." Meizi hugged Zhang Ling tightly, as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw.

"Shh..." Zhang Ling kissed Meizi's forehead gently, "Don't talk, take a rest."

The two of them hugged each other quietly, forming a strange picture in the messy teahouse.

After a long time, Meizi gradually calmed down. She raised her head and looked at Zhang Ling, her eyes full of worry: "Zhang Ling, you should leave quickly, it's too dangerous here."

"I'm not leaving." Zhang Ling said firmly, "I want to stay and protect you."

"But..." Meizi wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Zhang Ling.

"No buts." Zhang Ling's tone left no room for doubt, "I won't let you get hurt again."

Meizi looked at Zhang Ling's determined eyes, and her heart was filled with emotion and warmth. She knew that Zhang Ling really wanted to protect her.

"Thank you, Zhang Ling." Meizi said softly.

"Silly, why are you saying thank you?" Zhang Ling said with a smile, "Do we still need to say thank you to each other?"

Suddenly, the door of the teahouse was pushed open, and a group of men in black rushed in and surrounded the two men.

The leader was a burly man with a face full of flesh. He held a samurai sword in his hand and pointed at Zhang Ling, saying viciously, "Boy, are you Zhang Ling?"

Zhang Ling looked at him coldly without saying anything.

"Humph, it's you." The man sneered, "You are so brave that you dare to ruin the good deeds of our Black Dragon Society."

"Black Dragon Society?" Zhang Ling's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness. "You are so bold that you dare to covet the empire's biological weapons."

"Hahaha..." The man laughed. "Boy, you are so arrogant. Do you know what kind of organization our Black Dragon Society is?"

"I don't care what organization you are from. If you dare to touch my people, I will make you pay the price!" Zhang Ling's tone was cold and full of murderous intent.

"What a big mouth!" the man roared, "Go ahead, kill him!"

The men in black rushed forward, waving their weapons and attacking Zhang Ling.

Zhang Ling sneered, and his figure flashed, like a ghost, shuttling between the men in black. He used his fists and feet, and each move was fatal. Every punch and every kick brought a powerful force, knocking the men in black to the ground one by one.

Meizi hid behind Zhang Ling, looking at him like a god of war, her heart full of admiration and worship.

Although the black-clad men were numerous, they were no match for Zhang Ling. In less than a moment, they were all knocked to the ground by Zhang Ling, wailing.

The burly man looked at this scene and his expression turned extremely ugly. He didn't expect Zhang Ling to be so powerful.

"You...who are you?" the man asked in horror.

"I'm the one who wants to kill you!" Zhang Ling said coldly.

After saying that, Zhang Ling flashed and appeared in front of the burly man, and punched him right in the chest.