69novels Chapter 936 - 355: Self-Destructive Speech_2
Chapter 936 - 355: Self-Destructive Speech_2
Right now, everyone felt that Leng Bing was done for.
Actual treason, plus selling off Zhang Beixing’s cultivation technique—either one of those alone would be enough to make him spit on by millions.
Put the two together.
Everyone present couldn’t help shifting their gaze to Zhang Beixing, who was standing off to the side.
With this guy like this, why did Zhang Beixing still let him join The Ninth Bureau, and even make him a squad captain?
Just because he became a Great Grandmaster?
"You don’t deserve to come back to Great Xia!"
This was the first sentence after the silence.
The voice was filled with anger.
Just from that tone and attitude, you could already be sure this big brother absolutely wasn’t some planted shill.
He was really pissed.
Zhang Beixing stayed silent; sure enough, what he was worried about had happened.
Leng Bing’s plan was obviously a gamble; tearing open his own wound like this might not bring understanding, but disgust instead.
Leng Bing was clearly betting it all here—once this plan was set in motion, there was nothing Zhang Beixing could do.
It all depended on the kid’s own fate now.
If he couldn’t settle even this kind of thing, then Zhang Beixing felt maybe Leng Bing wasn’t suited to be this Second Squad captain.
In a way, this was also a test of ability.
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Inside the Great Xia consulate in Willpower Country.
Xu Feng and his team members were all sprawled on their respective beds in one room, watching TV.
On the TV, the scene was the press conference currently being held at Ninth Bureau Headquarters back home.
The press conference wasn’t being broadcast publicly; what they were watching now was an internal live feed pushed by The Ninth Bureau staff.
The few of them were Extraordinary Reserve Team Members of The Ninth Bureau, and had the clearance to watch this stream.
In fact, this room had originally been a conference room of the consulate; the arrangement given to them was one room per person.
But Xu Feng strongly refused, insisting they all stay together—don’t ask why; if you had to ask, he’d say he just didn’t feel safe.
Everyone had to live together to feel safe, to be able to sleep.
Reality proved this actually worked; at least these last few days they’d been sleeping pretty soundly.
Watching the TV, seeing Leng Bing actually play the video of his own disaster-level incident, Xu Feng’s mouth twitched.
"Any of you know this guy? Has he always been this hardcore?"
He honestly couldn’t take it.
Just imagining this kind of scenario was already enough to make people cringe.
Who’d have thought this guy would go this nuclear, directly shoving himself into the eye of the storm in front of that many people.
Is this something a normal person would do?
Huang Hai, Wang Xinqi, Yu Yao and the others all clicked their tongues a little in spite of themselves, sighing; for a moment they couldn’t even find the right words to describe how they were feeling.
Yin Mengwei: "You think Leng Bing can weather this wave of public opinion? If public opinion turns against him, I feel like the Second Squad our Minister just launched might end up miscarrying early?"
"No idea. I feel it’s really iffy. If it were a few years ago, maybe they could still reverse it and push it through. But these last two years, the mood back in Great Xia, how to put it... anyway, this matter is just very tough."
Wang Xinqi picked up the thread.
The others all nodded repeatedly at Wang Xinqi’s analysis, clearly very much in agreement.
Leng Bing’s move was really way too risky.
Yu Yao’s eyes suddenly lit up. "Since the atmosphere’s already gotten to this point, why don’t we open a betting pool?"
"Let’s bet on whether Leng Bing gets through today smoothly, or gets buried directly by public opinion. Mm, and a third outcome: our Minister personally steps in and helps suppress the whole affair."
"Our Minister still has that kind of prestige and clout. If he personally takes the field, he should be able to get most people to buy it. Even if a lot of people are still dissatisfied in their hearts, they’ll probably temporarily accept Leng Bing, thinking they’ll just watch what he does next, right?"
Hearing Yu Yao’s breakdown, everyone found it very reasonable.
This was indeed exactly the sort of thing Zhang Beixing would do.
They’d been working with Zhang Beixing for quite a while now.
They knew just how protective Zhang Beixing was of his people.
When Zhang Beixing decided to protect someone, if you bullied one of his people, he didn’t care who you were—he’d send you off to meet your great-grandma.
Last year, that black syndicate in Southeast Asia, right?
They directly kidnapped Zhang Beixing’s girlfriend’s younger brother.
Kidnapped the man’s little brother-in-law.
Revenge doesn’t wait till dawn.
He came that very day and wiped out their lair, didn’t give them a sliver of a chance to explain, beat them black and blue.
That was Zhang Beixing’s first most famous battle record.
And from there, Zhang Beixing started becoming known worldwide.
Extreme protective streak!
"Alright! What are the odds?"
"Leng Bing handles it well: eight to one. Leng Bing fails: two to one. I, the house, am betting on the middle option—if that hits, I take the pot!"
"Yu Yao, that’s not right. You basically picked the sure-win choice for yourself."
Yu Yao snorted. "Isn’t that the whole point of being the house? Taking on such a big risk, shouldn’t I be aiming to scoop the pot with the greatest certainty?"
Everyone thought it over and found nothing wrong with what Yu Yao said.
Xu Feng spoke first. "I’m betting that Leng Bing can settle this. I’m in for one million US Dollar."
Huang Hai was a little surprised.
He’d never heard of Xu Feng gambling before.
Yet at a time like this he was joining the fun, and even picked the highest payout.
"Captain, you don’t seriously think it’s your first time gambling, you’re in some newbie protection period, so you can just buy blindly, right?"
Xu Feng shook his head. "No. I just think that since the Minister chose Leng Bing, he must have his reasons to trust him."
"If the Minister trusts him, what reason do I have not to trust him?"
There was one sentence Xu Feng didn’t say out loud.
He himself was chosen by the Minister. He asked himself: if he swapped places with Leng Bing right now, and had to face Leng Bing’s current predicament—
He could also resolve this crisis.
At this moment, Xu Feng could somewhat understand what was in Zhang Beixing’s mind.
If you can’t even handle something like this, then you don’t need to be a captain in The Ninth Bureau.
After hearing Xu Feng’s words, Huang Hai nodded very seriously.
"Captain, I think you’re right, mm!"
"I’m betting on Leng Bing losing—ten million US Dollar!"
He was utterly decisive, making the other team members all look over at him.
Barring surprises, they could all roughly calculate how much money Huang Hai had in his pocket.
For a normal team member like Huang Hai, even with how much money they’d made following Zhang Beixing around and hammering various black syndicates, the earnings weren’t all his.
According to internal rules, half went into public funds, then Minister Zhang took half of the remaining half, leaving only a quarter.
They then split that quarter among themselves based on merit; roughly, each person got about twenty million US Dollar.
When the First Squad went back to Great Xia earlier, they spent a lot.
Some bought houses, some bought cars, some lived it up.
They all burned through quite a bit.
Huang Hai had bought his parents a villa, considered fulfilling his filial duty.
What he had left now was about ten million US Dollar.
Huang Hai was putting all his money on the table, which was why he drew so many looks.
Is he done with living???
Seeing their expressions, Huang Hai just burst out laughing.
"What are you all staring at me for? What, we made this much money in a few months and you’re already content with small fortunes?"
"With Minister Zhang covering us, you seriously think we’ll be short of money?"
Hearing this, the others could only shrug awkwardly.
There really was nothing wrong with what Huang Hai said; they couldn’t pick any holes in it.
Looked at this way, there was nothing wrong with Huang Hai.
People have to be confident about life, right? Otherwise, what’s the point of living?