Am I destined to be cannon fodder? Unlock the system and lead the motherland

Chapter 58 It's hard to listen to

He spoke to Yun Ximo in a series of cold, emotionless words, so cold it could freeze someone to death: "Yun Ximo, don't get the situation wrong. You stirred up this hornet's nest yourself, so don't expect Lahe Shen to clean up your mess for you."

Yun Ximo simply shook her head and continued in her infuriating tone, "Oh my, Master Lu, this smell of gunpowder, are you preparing to fire or combust?"

Oh, yes, yes. Yun Ximo blinked her phoenix eyes and smiled at Lu Ke, "Remember to lock your mouth tightly, which always tries to spit out the crystallization of wisdom but always fails, okay? How about we have a fashion show of 'Silence is Golden'?"

"Friendly reminder," Yun Ximo continued, her fingers swiping through the air and drawing a circle around Lu Ke. "Do you still want to relive that wonderful feeling of being teased to the point of doubting your life? I see you still want to savor that 'full-strength teasing' combo from last time!"

"You--" Lu Ke's face had turned tomato red, and he was so angry that he almost died.

He was like a tiger with its teeth pulled out, full of resentment but having to endure it with frustration. Then he glared at Yun Ximo tragically, unwillingly, yet helplessly.

If this look could cause actual harm, Yun Ximo would have been stared into a sieve long ago.

Recalling the last encounter at the bus stop, Yun Ximo, that vicious woman, had left him speechless and humiliated.

To make matters worse, misfortunes never come singly. Just as he was about to leave the battlefield in disgrace, his luxury car was spotted by a woodpecker that appeared out of nowhere and pecked at it fiercely, breaking his heart. Lu Ke almost believed that the woodpecker was a stinky bird sent by Yun Ximo to cause trouble.

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The smile on Yun Ximo's face was as faint as a vegetable leaf in boiled water, and at the same time, she looked nonchalant, as if saying, "I don't want to listen to anything you say."

Then, she changed the subject, faster than turning the pages of a book, and said directly to Shi Heshen: "Shi Heshen, you called me here today just to make me sign a document for Qin Chen at the police station so that he can get away with it as soon as possible? Come on, let's not waste time here."

Qu Yan, who was standing aside, was originally immersed in deep disgust and disdain for Yun Ximo.

When Yun Ximo mentioned Qin Chen's name.

A feeling of dissatisfaction and contempt rose in his heart. "Hmph, Brother He Shen, why are you being so nice to her? I have plenty of ways and means to deal with women who don't know what's good for them and who try to challenge our authority. This is what I'm best at."

Hearing the words of Qu Yan, a young master in the late stage of chuunibyou, who was arrogant and conceited, Yun Ximo only raised her eyebrows slightly, her eyes full of mockery, "What are you talking about, big brother?", and her tone was filled with lazy ridicule: "It turns out that your breath can not only blow up balloons, but also directly blow over national laws. Amazing!"

Shi Heshen was observing silently from the side. He found that Yun Ximo had not only become more eloquent, but what made him even more uneasy was that Yun Ximo seemed to no longer be someone he could easily control.

This feeling of losing control was like an invisible blade that cut a hole in his heart, making him feel unprecedented irritability and anxiety.

"Qin Chen wants me to compromise on this matter?"

Yun Ximo's tone was calm enough to drown a group of whales. "Shi Heshen, there's no way we're going to let this matter of Qin Chen go. He drugged me, and I sent him to the police station. That's only natural. A letter of apology? There's no such thing. Just give up on that idea!"

As soon as these words came out, the air froze for three seconds and everyone around started laughing.

On the sofa, Shi Heshen's face was ashen. The air pressure in the sky before the storm was so low that it was almost suffocating. Even breathing became cautious, for fear of accidentally triggering the anger of this big boss.

The other young masters didn't dare to make a sound. They were all silent as a mouse, their eyes revealing their deep fear of Shi Heshen's anger.

In their opinion, Yun Ximo's words just now were simply ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth, more like an inappropriate joke on April Fool's Day, which made people laugh and cry but dared not relax at all.

In this circle, several young masters have a deep friendship with Shi Heshen, and they can be said to be brothers who grew up wearing the same pants. Now that Qin Chen is locked up in the detention center, Shi Heshen's anger can be imagined.

Everyone hoped that she would sign a letter of understanding to bring the matter to a satisfactory resolution, but Yun Ximo seemed to be determined and refused to compromise.

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Lu Ke finally couldn't help but speak, trying to calm Shi Heshen's anger, "You have done your best and done everything a fiancé should do. It's Yun Ximo who appreciates your kindness."

Shi Heshen heard this and his expression was icy: "Why should I be angry? Humph, Yun Ximo? When did you become so courageous? You've grown up and learned to challenge my bottom line."

Qu Yan's patience had been exhausted. His laughter contained not only contempt but also naked threats.

"Yun Ximo, your stubbornness is nothing but a ridiculous farce in my opinion. Do you think that with just the so-called 'evidence' in your hands, you can drag Qin Chen from the clouds into the abyss? Those little tricks of yours are nothing but trifles."

"Also." His words became more aggressive. "You think Brother He Shen will stand on your side? How naive! In this real world, everyone only cares about their own interests, and Brother He Shen is no exception."

He paused, his eyes burning with rage: "Signing the letter of understanding is the best choice for you, Qin Chen, and everyone else. Don't let a momentary impulse ruin yourself."

"We are all standing on the scale of interests, balancing our respective gains and losses. The wise thing to do is to cut losses in time."

Yun Ximo's expression was as calm as freshly brewed water. She didn't take a sip, completely lost in the philosophical contemplation of "silence is golden." She didn't speak, not because she was at a loss for words, but because she felt reasoning with these young men was like searching for a WiFi signal in the desert—a sheer waste of time and a source of boredom.

These young men all seem to be cut from the same mold, and when they get together it's like a "profit first" theme party.

In their eyes, your life or death? Oh, it's just an insignificant topic of conversation tomorrow after dinner, or worse, it's not even a topic of conversation, it's directly "deleted" by their golden memory.

To be honest, these young men are right to be selectively blind. After all, they are busy maintaining their high-end custom leather shoes, so how could they care about the mud on your and my canvas shoes?
However, Yun Ximo didn't buy it, it was completely outside their preset script.

She was calculating in her mind: "You high-handed young men, do you think your rules of the game can decide everything? Don't forget, I am a player who comes prepared!"

"Why do I have to be a small minion in your game, crying and crying when I'm bullied? I have a name, not the nameless person in your script!" Yun Ximo's inner speaker began to broadcast, "Is it because I'm an ordinary person who was born without a golden key? Humph, then I have to tell you, even if I don't have a glittering background, I also have the shining Luo Luo!"

Yun Ximo was twisting on the sofa like an eel tortured by the heat wave. Her ears were in a terrible state and she was experiencing "torture".

Lu Ke's "singing" is simply amazing. To say that it is the wailing of a ghost in the deep mountains and forests in the middle of the night is giving it some respect.

Every note hit the precarious point of her endurance, dancing like a crazy disco.

Are you sure you're not challenging the coffins of Beethoven and Mozart?

It's not just unpleasant, but the key is that it brings shame to the noise industry, making people want to glue his mouth shut.

Even Xiao Huang would probably bark a few times after hearing this: "Hey, what kind of folk song are you singing? Can you please leave me alone for a while? I need to conserve my energy for tomorrow's dog food!"

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Yun Ximo was really tired of being a "nail house" and decided to give her butt a break. She got up from the sofa and walked to Qu Yan. The distance between them was only a few centimeters. She slowly stretched out her right hand and said calmly.

"Give me back my phone."

She continued, "From the moment I entered this magnificent private room, I witnessed a feast filled only with wine and no food. The air wasn't filled with the aroma of food, but instead, it was filled with the sentiment, 'We're rich, and we only talk with wine.' I understand that you, the sons of wealthy families, might think it's more prestigious to rinse your mouths with fine wine than to eat, but I apologize. My stomach is a real foodie, and it's already protesting that it could swallow all the sheep in the pasture with a single, bleating sound. So, I have to leave now and find a place to fill my stomach. I won't bother you anymore."

An eerie silence filled the box.

Several young masters looked at each other in shock, especially Shi Heshen, whose face suddenly became terribly gloomy.

Qu Yan was furious. He sneered, his words thick with threats: "Want your phone back? That depends on your willingness to cooperate and your sincerity in signing the letter of understanding at the police station."

He then added, "Still want to eat? Do you deserve it? For someone like you, it's better to let you starve to death, and save me the trouble."

But Yun Ximo wasn't one to be easily intimidated. She said seriously, "As for starving me to death, you have to be mentally prepared. Even if I do end up in the realm of starving ghosts, I'll jump back from the Naihe Bridge and argue with you for three days and three nights. Starving ghosts are still ghosts, and ghosts have tempers."

What an unreasonable bunch of guys.

She decided to put her phone down for the time being and prepared to leave, but unexpectedly Qu Yan rudely blocked her way and pushed her back.

Yun Ximo picked up the menu, then slumped down on the sofa with a decisive attitude, adopting the attitude of "Life is short, enjoy life while you can, eat first and worry later," and shouted, "I'm hungry, hurry up and bring the snacks, don't keep me waiting too long!"

Then she blinked and smiled slyly: "Lolo, it's up to you."

Luo Luo immediately perked up and responded with a resounding voice: [Alright, the boss has spoken, how dare the little one neglect it? 'Luo Luo's version of the Thirty-Six Stratagems' is online!]

The young men who were originally talking big and showing off how many sports cars and mansions they had, suddenly seemed to have pressed the mute button collectively. The smiles on their faces froze, and the red wine at the corners of their mouths hung awkwardly in the air before they could enjoy the pleasure of sliding into their throats, leaving them in a dilemma.

The funniest thing is that one of the young men almost sucked the microphone in his hand as if it were a lollipop.

As for Yun Ximo, she raised her hand calmly and took a sip of tea. "With Luo Luo here, I can drink this tea with great pleasure. All the demons and monsters have to stand aside and dare not even breathe."

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Yun Ximo walked up to Shi Heshen with a proud and confident manner, her mind already churning with thoughts: "Hmph, scumbag, today is the day you'll demonstrate your 'liberated serfs singing' in a negative light!"

As she spoke, she rolled up her sleeves and did some warm-up exercises like those in radio gymnastics. The crackling sound of her joints sounded like the beating of war drums, cheering her up for her upcoming "feat."

At this moment, the Lolo system suddenly screamed, the voice so sharp that it could pierce the sky: "Warning! Warning! Emergency! Non-combatants, please evacuate immediately! This is not a drill, this is not a drill!"

Yun Ximo was so frightened by the sudden warning that she almost stumbled. Her hand stopped in mid-air and she looked like a frozen martial arts sculpture. Her posture was awkward yet funny.

"Can you calm down a little? I'm just getting ready to do something big!" Yun Ximo complained, but her feet unconsciously moved towards the window. The curiosity in her heart was stronger than ever, just like a cat seeing a fish, its eyes turned green.

"What's going on? Someone's still joining in the fun at this hour? Are they here to watch me teach that scumbag a lesson live?"

She leaned over to take a look, and it was no big deal because she actually figured out something.

A Volkswagen slowly pulled up at the magnificent gates of Victoria, its understated elegance radiating a touch of the extraordinary. Yun Ximo muttered to herself, "Is this a Volkswagen? But it's definitely not the kind of grocery shopping cart you'd imagine. This aura is like the token of an ancient imperial city, its understated presence conveying a sense of dominance that says, 'I'm not to be trifled with, so don't mess with me either!'"

As soon as the license plate number came out, "Jing?" Yun Ximo's eyes widened. This was not an ordinary license plate. This was Mingjing's exclusive VIP license plate, rarer than a giant panda!
Yun Ximo's mind began to churn again: "How high of an official must one be, or how deep of a wallet must one have, to have such a license plate? Could this be some lord from the capital coming to the rescue?"

"Oh, a gentleman from the capital?" Yun Ximo raised her eyebrows, her expression as if she had seen some rare person.

"Is this going to be a 'scumbag meets a noble person, and the cannon fodder character instantly turns into tears behind bars' scenario?"

Just as she was caught up in the philosophical thinking of "To fight or not to fight, this is a difficult question for Hamlet".

(End of this chapter)