boyutpedia Chapter 358 The Socially Anxious Sword Saint (Page 12)
Chapter 358 The Socially Anxious Sword Saint (Page 12)
Zuo Qing observed carefully for a while, and then went numb again!
Zuo Qing stood in front of the ruins of the Baili family home, which were in complete disarray. The thermos cup in her hand fell to the ground with a "clatter," spilling goji berry tea all over the ground.
His lips twitched, his temples throbbed, and his usually composed and handsome face was now as colorful as a palette.
"You..." His voice trembled as he pointed at the six clowns in front of him, one by one.
"The entire Baili family..." He pointed to the still-smoking ruins behind him, "...wipe them all out?!"
Zhang Yun, dressed in black, was playing with Baili Xin's jade pendant by using the God-Slaying Spear. Hearing this, he looked up and blinked innocently: "Strictly speaking, Fatty is also a member of the Baili family. There's still one left."
"That's right, that's right!" Baili Pangpang nodded hurriedly, his round face still covered in dust, but he grinned so wide his eyes disappeared. "I'm doing just fine!"
Although the madman Cao Yuan had returned to normal, he still couldn't help but burst out laughing when he heard this.
Shen Qingzhu silently moved two steps to the side, pretending not to recognize these idiots.
Zuo Qing rubbed his forehead, feeling his blood pressure soaring: "Do you know the Baili family's status in Great Xia? Do you know how much of the economic lifeline they control? Do you know...?"
"I know, I know!" Zhang Yun, dressed in black, waved his hand impatiently. "It's just stirring up a hornet's nest."
He suddenly leaned closer to Zuo Qing, lowering his voice mysteriously, "But think about it, right now, the Baili family's businesses..."
Zuo Qing was taken aback, then suddenly realized something, and his expression became even more complex. He pointed a trembling finger at the group: "You wouldn't...?"
Baili Pangpang chuckled and pulled a stack of documents from his pocket: "What a coincidence, isn't it? I just happen to be the only legal heir~"
In the distance, several black SUVs bearing the "Night Watch" logo were speeding towards them.
Amidst the piercing sirens, Zuo Qing painfully closed his eyes: "It's over, Commander Ye is definitely going to skin me alive..."
Zhang Yun, dressed in black, put his arm around his shoulder like a good brother: "Relax, just say it was all my idea!"
He turned to the other three and winked, "Anyway, I've already made a mess of things, so one more won't make a difference."
Shen Qingzhu silently took out her sunglasses and put them on, muttering to herself, "This time I'm not taking the blame..."
.....
Zuo Qing watched the six people walk away arm in arm, her eyes twitching as if she had been electrocuted.
He took a deep breath, suppressing his impending outburst of anger, and forced out a sentence through gritted teeth:
"You...stop right there!"
Without turning his head, Zhang Yun, dressed in black, waved the God-Slaying Spear in his hand: "Old Zuo, you go ahead and do your work, we'll go grab some skewers and be right back~"
“Exactly, exactly,” Baili Pangpang chimed in, rubbing his round belly. “We were starving after the fight.”
Shen Qingzhu adjusted her sunglasses, looking calm: "Don't worry, we'll issue an invoice."
Even the usually silent Cao Yuan added, "...It's my treat."
Zuo Qing was trembling with rage, nearly crushing the communicator in her hand: "Do you even realize how serious this is?! If Commander Ye finds out..."
Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Yun, dressed in black, lazily replied from afar: "I know, I know~ It's just the destruction of a powerful family~ Tell Old Ye not to make a fuss~"
Zuo Qing: "......"
He looked down at the ruins of the Baili family compound, now a scene of utter devastation, then looked up at the group of six who had been reduced to tiny black dots. Finally, in despair, he covered his face.
"What a sin..."
With trembling fingers, Zuo Qing dialed Commander Ye's private line, already imagining the furious roar from the other end of the line.
The faint aroma of barbecue wafting from afar, along with the unrestrained laughter of the six men, made the veins on his forehead bulge.
......
The Night's Watch headquarters, inside the highest command center.
Ye Fan's purple clay teacup fell to the ground with a "clatter," spilling the fine Longjing tea all over the floor.
This commander-in-chief, who was usually unfazed even by the collapse of Mount Tai, froze on the spot as if struck by lightning.
"Say it again?" His voice was a little weak.
On the other end of the phone, Zuo Qing forced a smile and repeated, "The Baili family... was wiped out by Lin Qiye and his six men..."
A deathly silence fell over the command room.
Several high-ranking night watchmen who were giving their reports held their breath in unison, not daring to even pick up the documents that had fallen to the ground.
Ye Fan slowly took off his glasses and rubbed his temples.
His expression shifted from shock to confusion, finally settling on an indescribably complex look.
"The Baili family, this malignant tumor that had plagued the Great Xia..." he murmured softly, "...just like that...gone?"
On the large screen in the command center, satellite images of the ruins of Bailijia are being played in real time.
That once magnificent manor is now nothing but ruins and wisps of smoke.
"Six young people..." Ye Fan suddenly laughed, a laugh that sent a chill down everyone's spine. "Good, very good."
He stood up abruptly, the hem of his military uniform billowing in the wind:
"Convene an emergency meeting immediately! Notify the Ministry of Finance, the Ministry of State Security, the Special Incident Handling Bureau... and," he paused, a dangerous glint in his eyes, "bring those six little brats back to me!"
"They need to be disciplined! They've become far too unruly!"
"Yes!" Everyone responded in unison.
Meanwhile, in front of the barbecue stall.
"Achoo!" Zhang Yun, dressed in black, suddenly sneezed. He rubbed his nose. "Who's insulting me?"
"Old Zuo must have complained," Baili Pangpang mumbled, stuffing grilled meat into his mouth.
Shen Qingzhu elegantly wiped the corner of her mouth: "Are we going to run away?"
"Why are you running?" Zhang Yun, dressed in black, waved his hand dismissively. "At worst, I'll just write a self-criticism."
Cao Yuan silently took out his wallet: "...Buy more, I might have to be put in solitary confinement."
The six men exchanged smiles, and the sound of their glasses clinking together was particularly crisp in the night.
.....
Zuo Qing walked out of the conference room dejectedly, clutching the newly issued disciplinary notice in her hand, looking like a wilted eggplant.
"Huaihai City Comprehensive Education Center..." He stared at the large, gold-embossed characters on the notice, his lips twitching. "Isn't this the infamous 'problem children reform camp'?"
The conference room door behind them suddenly burst open with a bang, and Ye Fan roared as he chased after them: "Zuo Qing! If you dawdle any longer, believe me, I'll make you walk all the way to Huaihai City!!"
Zuo Qing was so startled that she almost threw the notification slip away.
He quickened his pace, on the verge of tears, cursing Zhang Yun and his gang of bastards in black a hundred times over in his mind.
"What did I do to deserve this..." he muttered, sounding aggrieved. "It was clearly their fault..."
In the corridor, several night watchmen pretended to be busy, suppressing their laughter.
Someone "kindly" reminded him: "Brother Zuo, the special plane is already waiting on the roof. Commander Ye said... uh... if you're even a minute late, he'll deduct your year-end bonus."
Zuo Qing: "......"
He sighed resignedly and jogged toward the elevator.
As soon as they entered the elevator, they heard Ye Fan's voice over the loudspeaker: "Zuo Qing! You can climb stairs faster than take the elevator!"
When Zuo Qing finally reached the rooftop, panting heavily, the propellers of the private jet were already spinning rapidly.
At the cabin door, the adjutant looked at him with pity: "Sir... Commander Ye just called again, saying..."
"What did you say?" Zuo Qing asked, panting heavily.
"Speaking of your travel speed, you can't even match a tenth of the troublemakers from the Baili family..."
Zuo Qing almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
He angrily pulled out his phone and sent a voice message to the "Family Annihilation Squad" group:
"You lot, just you wait!"
After sending the message, I realized that those six bastards are probably having a great time at some barbecue stand right now, and they won't be looking at their phones at all...
.....
On the top floor of a five-star hotel in Guangzhou and Shenzhen, when Zuo Qing pushed open the door to the presidential suite with a dark expression, the scene before him caused his blood pressure to spike instantly—
Zhang Yun, dressed in black, was using the God-Slaying Spear as a skewer to grill steak on the balcony;
Baili Pangpang was soaking in a jacuzzi filled with champagne, holding up a gilded sign that read "CEO of Baili Group".
Shen Qingzhu sat with her legs crossed, counting a thick stack of equity transfer documents;
Lin Qiye is painting Jialan's nails;
Cao Yuan... was using a decapitation knife to peel an apple.
"You...!" Zuo Qing was so angry that her hands were trembling. She slammed the disciplinary document on the coffee table. "Look what you've done!"
Zhang Yun, dressed in black, slowly twirled the God-Slaying Spear: "Old Zuo, how well-done do you want your steak?"
"Serious!" Zuo Qing snatched the steak from him. "Listen carefully! The Night Watch Headquarters' final disciplinary decision—"
He took a deep breath and pulled out the official document:
"First, the Fifth Reserve Squad is hereby immediately disbanded, and your six Night Watch members are hereby stripped!"
Suddenly, the grill on the balcony exploded with a "bang," sending sparks flying.
"Second, starting immediately, you will be required to go to the Huaihai City Comprehensive Education Center to receive 'special talent re-education' for an indefinite period!"
The champagne in the jacuzzi bubbled and gurgled.
"Third, Baili Group will be nationalized and managed by the Special Supervision Division of the Ministry of Finance." Zuo Qing glanced at the dumbfounded Baili Pangpang. "Baili Tuming will retain the title of nominal chairman and enjoy the right to dividends, but he shall not participate in actual operations."
The room suddenly became eerily quiet.
After a long pause, Zhang Yun, dressed in black, suddenly whistled: "That's it?"
Zuo Qing nearly collapsed: "What do you mean 'that's all'?! Do you even know what that means...?"
"I know, I know~" Baili Pangpang climbed out of the bathtub, happily drying his hair. "It's just a change of scenery for vacation~ Huaihai City's pan-fried buns are quite famous~"
Shen Qingzhu pushed up her sunglasses: "I checked, there's a five-star hotel right next to the education center."
Lin Qiye and Jialan exchanged a smile: "Let's treat this as our honeymoon~"
Cao Yuan silently handed him a peeled apple: "...Want some?"
Zuo Qing: "......"
He realized with despair that the disciplinary decision he held, which had caused an uproar throughout the Night's Watch headquarters for three days and three nights, was nothing but a joke in the eyes of these troublemakers...
.....
Zuo Qing stood on the tarmac, watching as the six lively kids excitedly crawled into a dilapidated van that was almost falling apart.
The car's paint was peeling and mottled, the exhaust pipe was sputtering black smoke, the rear bumper was barely held together with hemp rope, and a faded advertisement for a "One-Day Tour of Huaihai" was still pasted on the window.
"You...you're going to drive this?" Zuo Qing's eyes twitched.
Zhang Yun, dressed in black, leaned out of the driver's seat and patted the car door: "How about it? I bought it from the used car market for five hundred yuan. Pretty cool, right?"
No sooner had he finished speaking than the passenger door slammed shut on the floor with a bang.
Baili Pangpang squeezed half his body out of the back window with difficulty: "Old Zuo! Want to come along? There's room for another person in the back!"
Zuo Qing looked at the "death van" that kept swaying as he spoke, and silently took two steps back: "...I'll take a private jet."
With a roar of a diesel engine, the van started moving like a drunken rhinoceros.
Zuo Qing saw in horror:
First, the trunk door suddenly popped open while turning, and Shen Qingzhu's suitcase rolled out;
Then the exhaust pipe suddenly spewed out a cloud of black smoke, startling an elderly man waiting for the bus on the roadside.