Chapter 4: Chasing the Thief into a Dead End Alley

  Jiang Feng strode down the middle of the street, laughing loudly, as carriages and horses scattered to avoid him. The people on the street looked at the brocade clothes and the imperial guards' uniforms he wore with expressions filled with disgust and fear in their eyes. No one dared to say anything, and being glared at by such gazes only made Jiang Feng feel even more exhilarated and proud.

  "The Great Ming Dynasty has arrived! I'm here to play the villain!"

  The defensive forces within the city of Beijing are numerous, including the Imperial Stables, Capital Guards, Brocade Guard, and if you count those with knives, there are also the private guards maintained by the Eastern Depot, the constables of Shuntian Prefecture, and the personal troops and family soldiers maintained by various noble households.

  So the actual task of Jin Yiwei patrolling the streets was a mere formality, extremely leisurely. According to convention, Jiang Feng only needed to stroll around this street in the morning, but after the excitement of eating a hearty meal wore off, his empty stomach suddenly started growling.

  However, the breakfast eaten at Hui Feng Building was really unpalatable. According to the impression in his mind, those restaurants that Jiang Feng had been to before might not be much different in taste. This impression made Jiang Feng, who loved good food very much in his previous life, feel a bit downhearted and somewhat dispirited.

  Just then, someone on the side of the road suddenly shouted:

  "Big pancake, freshly baked white pancake, two cents each."

  A hungry Jiang Feng looked up to see a dark and thin young boy holding a basket and shouting, the basket covered with a quilt to prevent heat from escaping. Better than nothing, Jiang Feng thought, hastily waving his hand and loudly calling out:

  "Hey, you over there selling pancakes, come here, come here."

  That dark and thin young man heard Jiang Feng's call, and he actually trembled all over, looking very frightened. However, Jiang Feng, who was hungry and thirsty, didn't notice these things at all. The events of the morning had made his voice much coarser than usual. Seeing the young man hesitate, he couldn't help but raise his voice again:

  "Grandpa is calling you, did you hear?"

  If you call yourself a big shot in modern times, you'll probably get called out for being arrogant or mentally ill. But in this era, if the Imperial Guards didn't refer to themselves as "big shots" and conduct themselves with humility, it would be considered abnormal. Looking over at the burly man dressed as an Imperial Guard yelling loudly, the dark-skinned youth hesitated before walking over.

  Looking at the dusty appearance, Jiang Feng couldn't help but frown, however, coming to this era, hygiene is also a matter of importance. He took out a few coins from his pocket and handed them over, saying:

  "Bring two pancakes..."

  The dark and thin boy hastily reached out to take it, then lifted the quilt pad and was about to take the cake. At this time, Jiang Feng found something wrong, the boy who sold the cake was dark and thin, but his hand that took the money was white and slender, very delicate. Jiang Feng was suspicious in his heart, raised his head and stared at the other's face.

  His face was dark and couldn't see anything, but the space between his eyebrows was quite neat. The pancake boy was stared at by Jiang Feng's direct eyes, and he quickly lowered his head, took out two hot pancakes from the basket and handed them to Jiang Feng, saying:

  "General, this is your pancake, take it."

  His voice was hoarse and unpleasant to hear, Jiang Feng furrowed his brow upon hearing it, then looked up and down before lowering his head to take the pancake. The pancake-selling boy quietly let out a sigh of relief, turned around and quickly walked away.

  A hungry person smelling the aroma of white pancake, suddenly opened his stomach, just about to eat, but saw the boy selling pancakes hastily leaving, even ignoring several people who wanted to buy pancakes around him, walking out with his head down. Jiang Feng felt a little strange, and suddenly remembered that when he was sizing up the boy earlier, what didn't feel right was...

  This young man doesn't have an Adam's apple! Thinking of those slender fingers and neat eyebrows, Jiang Feng suddenly realized that it was a girl disguised as a boy. The segregation between men and women in the Ming Dynasty was also quite strict, and people in this era still had an unimaginable attitude towards girls disguising themselves as boys, even if they were suspicious, they wouldn't think of that possibility.

  Only a modern Jiang Feng would think of this, the plot of a woman disguising herself as a man that only appears in legendary stories. Jiang Feng's heart was excited and he couldn't care about the pancake anymore, pointing at the pancake-selling boy who was about to walk far away, he shouted loudly:

  "Hey, you pancake seller!! Don't go just yet, I have something to ask you!"

  The loud shout startled the pedestrians on both sides of the road, and they saw that the shoulder of the young man selling cakes shook, but he didn't turn his head back. Instead, he took off running. Things are strange when they go against the norm. Jiang Feng, who had just arrived in this world, was extremely curious at this time. He saw the girl dressed as a boy run away and subconsciously chased after her in a sprint.

  Jiang Feng's physical body at this time was not much worse than his previous life, and he had also undergone training, so his speed was naturally faster than that of the pancake-selling boy. However, there were many pedestrians on the street, and the boy was agile and dodgy like a loach, managing to open up some distance between them. This made Jiang Feng, who had unhealthy thoughts in his mind, feel anxious.

  Grabbing the embroidery knife in hand and waving it wildly, shouting out of control:

  "Get out of my way, you officials who are here to arrest people."

  It's also thanks to Jiang Feng's great strength that the heavily decorated Spring Knife, complete with its scabbard, was swung about by him single-handedly. The several pedestrians in front of him didn't have time to dodge and were struck down. Looking at this fierce and menacing man, the key point being that he was still wearing the clothes of a Brocade Guard.

  Who dares to provoke such trouble, dodging in a flurry, Jiang Feng exerted his strength and chased after him. He vaguely saw the opponent turn into a small alley, and he felt something was off in his heart, but he didn't think much of it and turned in as well. The alley was very narrow and long, and the young man in front of him was hastily disappearing around the corner.

  This small alley was a gap in the wall of the backyard of the shops, so it was quiet and deserted. Jiang Feng chased after him with his head down, while the young man in front ran desperately.

  He ran a few steps, and Jiang Feng suddenly felt something was off. The quiet, deserted alley, with someone being chased in front of him. If it was a dead end, wouldn't that be just like the moment before his death in his past life? Was there going to be another blunt instrument waiting for him too? However, Jiang Feng's profession in his past life was that of a thug, so he didn't consider any consequences. His speed actually increased as he followed after them.

  He turned left and, as expected, it was a dead end. The boy who had been selling pancakes earlier was climbing the wall there - it was indeed a dead end. Jiang Feng smiled wryly to himself, thinking that he couldn't escape from there. The boy also heard the footsteps behind him and his heart racing with anxiety, his feet slipped and he fell to the ground.

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