After a long while, Zhang Beixing had walked far away, and suddenly there was an eruption of loud laughter inside the combat command vehicle, echoing for a long ti.
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A coffee shop in the capital.
This shop is on the second floor, and the view from the window is quite nice.
Usually, this street is quite bustling, with a steady stream of people coming and going.
But today, due to the roadblocks, there weren't more than two people on the street, and even if there were, they were all in uniform.
The coffee shop also had no business due to the roadblocks, with no one coming in, not even any staff.
There was only a store manager, who was forcibly called over by phone, standing idly at the counter, not even allowed to play on a phone, just standing there waiting for a call.
At this mont, there were seven or eight people in the store, but only two of them were custors.
Zhang Beixing and Jennifer.
The others were all at a distance; so were guarding the entrance, others were watching over the store manager.
Anyway, not a single person dared to look over here proactively.
Zhang Beixing is so intimidating.
Who dares to look at him?
The road is blocked because Zhang Beixing had killed too many people in the building opposite the coffee shop, hence the lockdown.
In the building, it had already been over three hours since they started transporting the bodies out.
Finally, they managed to take all the body bags away and started arranging for the cleaning crew to mop the floors inside.
Good grief.
Now, the sidewalks on the street are still stained with blood, full of bloodstains.
Wouldn't passersby be scared to death seeing this?
The local governnt had already mobilized three water trucks and two fire trucks.
They began blasting the road surfaces with water.
No one knows how long it will take to wash these bloodstains clean.
Anyway, the elevator in the building is completely ruined.
There's no way to wash it, as much blood had already seeped into it inside.
Jennifer and Zhang Beixing simply sat by the window, looking outside.
Jennifer appeared as usual, not affected by the bloody scene.
Qianqian's delicate hand stirred the coffee and milkshake in the cup with a spoon, and after watching the scene outside for a while, she shifted her attention back.
She lightly lifted the coffee cup and took a sip, a little milkshake remained white on her upper lip.
She smiled at Zhang Beixing, "My dear Minister Zhang, ever since this happened, there's sothing I've been wanting to ask you."
"Go ahead."
Zhang Beixing wasn't particularly interested in coffee.
However, he was indeed a bit hungry after being busy for so long.
He hadn't had a al today, even though he could be fine without eating, thanks to his Transcendent constitution.
But the habit instilled over many years still left him with a feeling of hunger.
After eating three or four macarons, he still wasn't satisfied.
He picked up a piece of mango mille-feuille and ate it in large bites, without any grace at all.
Seeing how he ate, Jennifer's smile deepened.
"I just want to ask Minister Zhang, this killing spree you've been on has been only in the past year, right? You've never been like this before."
"Suddenly changing to a life constantly filled with bloodshed, doesn't it feel stressful?"
"You know, many soldiers don't even kill in battle, but return with PTSD."
"But I see your vigor in killing, and there doesn't seem to be any sign of that."
In response to Jennifer's question.
Zhang Beixing chose to finish the mango mille-feuille in his hand before answering.
Jennifer was very patient, watching calmly until Zhang Beixing finished eating, then slowly pulled a tissue to wipe his mouth before speaking.
"You're right, I'm just an ordinary person too; strength doesn't bring much psychological change."
"But have you ever considered that every ti I've acted, it's been passive? If I don't kill, the consequences could be unbearable for ?"
Jennifer was puzzled, almost visibly a question mark appeared above her head.
Zhang Beixing smiled and explained to her.
"Isn't it always soone provoking first? The first ti I killed, it was because of robbers; if I hadn't killed them, they would've killed . Then a Black Ghost provoked openly on the internet, so I had to fight back."
"Then, when I'd just beco a Great Grandmaster, soone tried to snipe on the street; what could I do? If I didn't eliminate them, I couldn't be 100% sure I could stop a bullet, almost died that ti."
"Then my cousin-in-law was abducted; if I didn't brave the danger to save him, what would Siqi think of ?"
"Recently, you also witnessed D&E organization abduct my Great Xia Warrior in broad daylight."
"Then I took my team to Neon for a boxing match, placed so bets; turned out they couldn't afford to lose and attacked on the street with RPGs."
"In Wu Country, I was rely dealing with so rcenaries, and then soone ca at with a Katyusha rocket launcher from who knows where."
"Consider, every step of the way, wasn't I provoked first?"
Zhang Beixing detailed his history of killing, explained his motives without reservation.
Jennifer couldn't find a point to refute in his speech.
She tried to change perspective.
If she were in Zhang Beixing's position then.
How would she handle it?
She might have been even more excessive than Zhang Beixing, perhaps?
Jennifer rembered a very popular web series from a couple of years ago, called "The Boys", where a character with superpowers appears noble and righteous on the surface, but is actually a very violent person behind the scenes.
Even perversely, exploiting the lack of surveillance to massacre defenseless civilians.
Two different personalities in front of and behind the cara.
But Zhang Beixing, she had been with him for this period and could clearly see he was genuinely consistent inside and out.
He hasn't created one massacre after another simply because he's an Extraordinary Person.
At least for now, even though Zhang Beixing has opened the gates of slaughter in every country he's visited, no country has explicitly wanted to hunt him down or labeled him a criminal.
Not a single one, rather most countries are fully cooperating with him.
Including Lanbo.
The organization's assignnt for her was to make every effort to befriend Zhang Beixing.
If possible, try to forge a deep friendship with Zhang Beixing.
How to define forming a friendship was up to Jennifer herself.
Then, after talking with Zhang Beixing for a while, discussing so topics.
Jennifer made a formal invitation to Zhang Beixing.
"Minister Zhang, are you about to depart for other countries soon?"
Zhang Beixing nods, "Yes, that's happening in the next day or two."
Jennifer lightly bites her lip, as sunlight poured through the glass onto her face, she slightly leaned forward, exuding femininity.
"Could Minister Zhang take with you?"
Hmm?
Her words left Zhang Beixing puzzled.
"Why would you say that? You don't have any combat ability, and I don't have the ti to protect you, wouldn't following be quite dangerous?"
Jennifer's eyes seed to glisten with unshed tears.
"Recently, rumors between you and have beco widespread on Lanbo's social platforms."
"Eventually, not just online, but within our organization, people look at with a strange gaze."
"Minister Zhang, sotis rumors spread and spread until they beco real."
"Even if you don't take , for the rest of my life, I'll have your label on , making it more difficult to live a normal life."
Zhang Beixing was puzzled, "The internet has no mory, won't it be over in a year or two?"
Jennifer shook her head, "That depends on who it is; a big figure like you, who spills blood like it's nothing, is enough to make others dread."
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