Extraordinary Realm from Persuasion System

Chapter 908 - 341: Zhang Beixing, Just You Wait for Death! (Part 2)

Watching Harley Yous’ subordinates charge up, the people from The Ninth Bureau surprisingly didn’t mind, and their awkward expressions on their faces noticeably reduced.

A group of people rushed up as well.

Admittedly, they really were hungry.

Since yesterday, they basically hadn’t eaten anything after arriving here.

Although Harley Yous had taken them out for some food, those things were cold and not very fresh, resulting in a few people getting diarrhea in the middle of the night.

Wouldn’t these steaming breakfasts in front of them make one want to feast even more?

Zhang Beixing naturally served a bowl of spicy soup, then grabbed two buns, and handed them to Makely, who had just woken up sleepily and walked over.

"Awake? Come, have something to eat."

Makely smiled and said thank you, sitting down gracefully to sip the spicy soup.

"Thanks for your storytelling last night, I slept very well. Without you, I definitely wouldn’t have slept a wink last night."

Upon hearing Makely’s thanks, quite a few people were secretly glancing over.

Makely’s words were just too ambiguous.

What does it mean without you, I definitely wouldn’t have slept a wink?

What did Minister Zhang do to comfort you last night?

How did he comfort you?

Many were already casting suspicious glances at the two.

The people from The Ninth Bureau were naturally more restrained because they were afraid Zhang Beixing would beat them up later.

Others were not as concerned; they were not Great Xia People, so naturally, their expression of emotions wasn’t so reserved.

Especially Harley Yous’ subordinates, who were directly in the mood for gossip.

It’s all about enjoying the spectacle!

Zhang Beixing ignored the glances from these people.

Since he became a Great Grandmaster, he had already been under the gaze of countless people worldwide.

Every day, he lived under the spotlight; these few glances were nothing, just a small fry.

Very naturally, he sat down beside Makely and started eating breakfast too.

"We’ll head off to Great Xia after dinner, you and Leng Bing go back first."

"I have to apologize to you; I was planning to go back with you guys, but now the situation has changed. My silly teammates have come over, which has forced me to change plans temporarily."

Seeing Zhang Beixing seriously explaining the reason to her, Makely smiled faintly.

She wasn’t a young girl anymore; she was married with kids, and as an intellectual, her smile was full of charm.

Very tasteful, yes, very tasteful.

"You don’t have to explain so much to me; I’m about to join your Ninth Bureau. You are my leader. Does a leader need to explain so much to a subordinate like me?"

"Even the head of DE Organization’s branch in Lanxi Kingdom never explained much to me, just let me engross myself in research and bring out results quickly."

Zhang Beixing still answered earnestly, "It’s different. I regard you as a friend. You’re my friend, so naturally, I care about your feelings."

"That place where you stayed before, is that a place for people? Not at all! They just treated you like a tool, wanting to extract benefits from you, never considering your feelings."

Zhang Beixing said.

Makely tilted her head slightly, looking at him, "Does our Minister Zhang not want to just have an ordinary superior-subordinate relationship, but want to move a step further with me?"

Ah?

What?

What kind of suggestive words are these?

"Ahem..."

Zhang Beixing coughed slightly to break his embarrassment, then turned to look at this bunch of gossiping guys.

A group of people, whether it be Harley Yous’ subordinates, The Ninth Bureau’s Extraordinary Reservists, or Europe’s rabble, all began to pretend.

Either pretending to make phone calls, or whistling at the sky, or pretending to chat with people next to them, anyway, they weren’t looking at Zhang Beixing and Makely.

Zhang Beixing also feigned a cold snort, then directly left the breakfast scene.

When Zhang Beixing left, the group finally breathed a sigh of relief and started discussing the gossip they had just witnessed, even though Makely was right in front of them.

Liia directly sat down beside the subject matter.

"Were you really sleeping together with Minister Zhang last night?"

Makely glanced lightly at her, "Why? Jealous? Didn’t Minister Zhang already hold you to sleep once on the train?"

Liia blushed at this statement.

"No, it was so cold on the train, I was just hugging Minister Zhang for warmth... We clearly didn’t do anything, right?"

Makely chuckled, "Well, nothing happened between me and Minister Zhang either. Last night, he was just in my room telling me stories to help me sleep. That’s all, we did nothing else."

Liia pouted, clearly showing disbelief.

"Then what story did he tell you, I’d like to hear it too."

"I forgot what the story’s name was; I just remembered the names of two characters. One seemed to be called Wu Dalang, and the other seemed to be called Pan Jinlian."

"Oh..."

Liia, being European, evidently hadn’t heard of this story.

But at this point, the Ninth Bureau’s members and staff from Great Xia had a look of shock on their faces.

They stared at Makely, looking as if they had seen a ghost.

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Near a missile base on the outskirts of the capital of Wu Country.

The leader of this missile base had just reported to his superiors.

After a verbal battle, he finally managed to apply for permission to launch a missile.

Although the missile’s power wasn’t very big, it was more powerful than the one Zhang Beixing stole.

The missile Zhang Beixing stole could only hit about a one-kilometer radius.

And this one.

Could directly destroy all buildings within a five-kilometer radius!

"With this level of missile, even if you’re some transcendent, super ghost, super god, you ain’t running away, right?"

"Stealing my missile, and you dare to run off to the capital of Wu Country, you’re really courting death!!!"

He gritted his teeth, looking at the approximate location of Zhang Beixing on the screen, his face malicious.

If it weren’t for his powerful backers, Zhang Beixing stealing his missile would’ve surely landed him in the military court!

Even though his backing ensured his protection, he still took a fall.

His military rank was directly lowered by one level.

After ten years getting from colonel to brigadier general, he hadn’t even lasted a year at the generals’ rank, then was demoted back to colonel.

Getting demoted this time, trying to regain the rank of brigadier general was now impossible.

How could he not hate Zhang Beixing!!!

Had it not been for his superiors considering the location was the capital of Wu Country, using a missile with too much power would’ve been really bad.

Otherwise, he would’ve applied for a missile that could bomb a twenty-kilometer radius, carrying out a carpet strike, leaving Zhang Beixing with no escape in heaven or on earth!!

"Is the missile launch procedure ready?"

"According to the satellite monitoring footage, I really fear Zhang Beixing might run off after breakfast with his people."

After verifying all data, the subordinate said.

"Report General, it still needs about ten minutes, the fuel hasn’t finished filling yet."

This subordinate had good awareness; even though the general was no longer a general, he had to call him that, otherwise, he’d be courting death.

Such an incident had already happened once this morning; the comrade’s body was still warm outside, and hadn’t even been cleared yet.

Although the colonel was anxious now, he knew it was due to objective factors, and couldn’t be rushed, so he could only wait patiently.

In his heart, he kept chanting.

"Zhang Beixing, prepare to die, Zhang Beixing, prepare to die!!!"