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Chapter 113: The Young Leader's Temper

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The soldiers were stunned—was it really going to be a full-scale assault? Come on, the people living inside weren't terrorists. Major Li's orders were simply to take Qin Feng away, not to engage in a major confrontation. Why are those soldiers gathering at your doorstep, refusing to leave? Do they intend to do anything不利 to you? "Of course not—they're on duty for my brother-in-law!" "What are you doing now? Shall we three go find you?" Fang Fei suggested. Qin, the young man, replied, "It wouldn't be very good, actually. I'd like to catch a few more minutes of sleep. With you all arriving, will I even manage to stay asleep?" Fang Fei said without hesitation, "Well, we can just stay with you and sleep together..." Qin Feng: "...” After finally finding a reason to convince the three little magic girls to drop their plans, just as he was about to fall asleep, the phone rang again. He grew increasingly patient, picking it up: "Hello, I've already told you—there's no need for you to come and stay with me! It's autumn now, and I don't even need anyone to warm my bed. You go on and enjoy yourselves..." "Qin, what are you saying?" a high-pitched female voice came through the speaker. He nearly dropped the phone, quickly correcting himself, "Oh, I'm Apologies, apologies— I thought you were someone else altogether. How wonderful these past few days, the way Comrade He has been feeling... Ah, yes, you must speak responsibly. How could I possibly upset such a capable subordinate of mine? The special operations troops were caught in the middle, neither willing to advance nor retreat, and eventually had to rely on their own leader to call the Defense Ministry's direct unit. After listening to the embellished report from the military district, the internal security leader became furious right away, demanding a full investigation into this lieutenant's chain of command and insisting on strict disciplinary action. Eventually, it was discovered that the officer belonged to the Special Operations Unit, led by He Muqing. This unit had only been established less than a month ago, and the team consisted of just two people—its leader and one member. This outcome left the internal security leader both amused and bewildered. After all, He Muqing is the granddaughter of the renowned general Wei Qingtian, well known for her protective nature. Having finally managed to establish such a special unit, with only one precious member, would she really be willing to impose strict punishment on her? Anyway, we had to give it a try. As expected, after listening to the report, Major He simply said in a calm tone, "I know," and then said nothing more. He Muqing certainly understood the seriousness of the situation. Her所谓protectiveness was only evident when outsiders treated her people unfairly—otherwise, she was usually quite strict with her subordinates. "What a misunderstanding!" the beautiful He exclaimed with irritation. "Qin, can't you just leave me in peace for a few days? Just days ago, I went everywhere to speak well of you and make connections for you—yet you repay me with this?" She even started off with "mama" and completely dismissed more civilized terms like "madam" or "lady." Qin, the young gentleman, leaned against the head of the bed, his legs crossed, smiling pleasantly. "Head, this time it truly wasn't my initiative to provoke." You should know me—I'm a man who values humility. When dozens of furious people surround my home, if I don't do something, they'll keep coming day after day, and how can I possibly live my life? "That doesn't even require gunfire," the beautiful woman exclaimed. "Just six of them were seriously injured. Do you understand the principle of winning through virtue? Even when you have to act, you can use your fists, not just guns. Isn't the harmonious society you're so proud of being ruined by people like you?" "I really don't want to!" Qin, the young gentleman, began to complain. "You've lived in Pingyu City for some time, haven't you? You must have experienced these fiery, demanding women—how hard they can be to deal with. If I don't first scare them off with a strong showing, I'll face endless troubles down the line. So I'm forced to use guns instead of my fists." His explanation made sense, but it still seemed a bit short of conviction when trying to persuade the beautiful leader. He Mei Nü raised another question: "By the way, is it truly true that they say you killed someone?" "They haven't got any proof, hehe!" Qin Feng chuckled with a mischievous smile. "Then it must be true!" He Mu Qing knew this guy well—every time he committed a crime, he always managed to clean his own slate. Sometimes she'd wonder whether the fox was simply too clever, or whether the hunter was simply not up to the task. Qin Feng neither admitted nor denied it, because he remembered having told the same story over and over again: everyone who died at his hands was truly deserving of death—whether it was the slender man, Sun Kui, or later, the Thunder Dragon. All of them, without exception. He Mei Nü sighed and said: "I'm really regretting it now. I should have never brought you into the organization. I thought I'd gain an extra helper, but in the end, I just keep finding myself in trouble." Qin Xiaoshi, the people's statements have been quite unfavorable toward you—especially the deaths of those two prominent figures: one a wealthy second-generation heir and one a military second-generation heir. If they focus their efforts on these two cases, even if I want to protect you, it will be extremely difficult. Qin Feng chuckled: "I'm not overly concerned. Head, here's a clue: the bombs that killed those two were filled with standard-issue military C4 explosives. By now, I'm sure you've already begun to see the implications. If you follow this lead, they'll surely fall silent. " He Muqing, ever sharp and perceptive, immediately grasped the significance. In any country, C4 explosive is a strictly regulated military product—much less so in a harmonious nation like China, where ordinary citizens simply wouldn't have access to it, nor would regular soldiers. If the source of the bombs can be traced back to Chen Sicheng, and then further linked to the military district, the incident will become a serious embarrassment for the military. The Celestial Empire has always emphasized that family embarrassments should not be publicized, especially when political matters or affairs involving other countries are at stake—hiding the truth is the most common approach. At such times, the military will automatically implement confidentiality measures, effectively downplaying the issue and turning it into a minor matter. The beautiful woman spoke with deep intention: "Very well, I'll trust you once more. Rest assured, if the final outcome turns out as you've described, I won't spare a single one of the old fellows from the Plain City Military District. Qin, while I'm away, you'll have to make your own luck—goodbye." But come on, say a little more, please.