Signing In At The Civil Affairs Bureau, I Was Rewarded With A Gorgeous Wife

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"Why are you so impatient?"

Song Yun moved a chair over to sit facing Mo Huanqing and said, "Isn't all this your doing? Clearly, you're an executioner, so why do you still act so self-righteous?"

Mo Huanqing looked at Song Yun indifferently and after a long while, he sighed and said, "You reap what you sow in this damned world. I've had enough!"

"Oh, so you have a story, huh? You're not simple."

Song Yun took out a pack of cigarettes, smiled, and asked, "Want one?"

"The friendship between men is best expressed through the passing of a cigarette, isn't it?"

Mo Huanqing let Song Yun help him sit up, took a cigarette in his mouth, and the rising smoke veiled his originally gentlemanly face.

"I was born into a very wealthy family. When I was ten, my mother died of a serious illness, and what's ridiculous is that my father was always lingering in other women's homes. If death notices didn't require a relative's signature, I probably wouldn't even see his shadow."

"I drifted aimlessly for a long time, even if classmates bullied me, I could just laugh it off, that is until I met Shishi, Qingqing, and Chi Lu. The three of them were like heroines descending from the heavens, especially Qingqing, who saved me in a crowd..."

Upon hearing this, Song Yun frowned slightly and interrupted, "Sorry to interrupt, but I've heard about this from Qingqing before. However, it seems it was that crazy girl Li Shishi who saved you, right?"

"???"

Mo Huanqing froze, the smoke from the cigarette he held back in his lungs choking him into a violent cough.

"I can't be mistaken! It was Ye Qingqing! She saved me!"

"I'm sorry, but do you think Qingqing would lie? Indeed, it was Li Shishi who saved you! If you don't believe me, we can call and ask."

"..."

Seeing the other person fall silent, Song Yun didn't waste words and took out his mobile phone to dial Li Shishi's number after getting it from his wife.

"Hello? Who is this?"

"This is Song Yun..."

"Song Yun? Damn it! Why are you calling me? Is it because Qingqing is pregnant, and you can't vent your abundant energy, so you came looking for me?"

Hearing this, Song Yun's face was lined with frustration. Damn, after all this time, that girl was still so fierce...

He dared not let her continue with her wild talk and hurriedly interrupted, "I'm calling to ask you about something. Was it you or Qingqing who rescued Mo Huanqing from everyone's hands?"

"Huh? That's ancient history!" Li Shishi said discontentedly, "It was indeed me who saved the kid back then, but he disappeared suddenly during college. I was heartbroken for a long time because of that."

"Okay, okay, we'll talk next time!"

Song Yun hung up the phone and looked at Mo Huanqing, who was in a daze, and said lightly, "You've been brainwashed. Your organization used your feelings to make you mistakenly believe that you liked Qingqing, but in reality, for all these years, you should have remembered Li Shishi!"

"..."

Mo Huanqing now needed loads of time to digest this answer!

The countless murmurs in the dark, scene after scene in his mind that he couldn't bear to recall countless times!

Today, it turned out they were all fake!

So, were all his actions just a mad dash down the path laid out for him by the organization?

The huge disparity nearly drove Mo Huanqing mad.

"Ah, think it over for yourself."

Song Yun patted the other's shoulder.

Mo Huanqing's face was dark, and he said nothing.

Just as the two were engulfed in silence, a large figure burst through the door.

"Doggy, I'm here to save you!"

Ugly Bull clenched his fists together and bellowed at Song Yun, "So you're Song Yun, huh? Take this punch from me!"

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"How dare you!"

Song Yun charged forward, the two exchanging dozens of moves. He feigned exhaustion, and at that moment, the ugly ox seized the opportunity to send him flying with a blow.

The ugly ox hefted Mo Huanqing onto his shoulder and ran off without looking back.

Song Yun climbed up from the ground and rubbed his chest— that damn ugly ox definitely took the chance to get back at him!

With the matter resolved successfully, a weight lifted from Song Yun's heart.

"Quite the performance."

A man dressed in black martial arts attire walked in, clapping his hands. Behind him stood the ugly ox, who had been beaten to a pulp, and Mo Huanqing, who had been casually thrown aside.

"Song... run! Run!"

The ugly ox's throat produced a hoarse roar, his eyes filled with terror.
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"Who are you?"

Song Yun asked calmly, staring at the other man.

"You may call me Zi Shu."

The man placed his right hand on his chest and bowed slightly towards Song Yun, saying, "Mr. Song is indeed the worthy son of Master Song Bu, playing strategies so remarkably well. If it weren't for the consecutive deaths of the two Mao Rabbit candidates and the Hai Pig candidate, I might have been kept in the dark about everything. Just a little bit more, and you would have succeeded.

Hahaha, unfortunately, to your regret, I sensed something was off and have been lying in wait in the shadows, just for this moment!"

"You talk too much."

Song Yun said lightly with narrowed eyes, "Not understanding that villains die because they talk too much, how do you manage to be a captain?"

At those words, Zi Shu stood frozen, his pupils turning red when he looked up again.

"If Mr. Song is in such a rush to report to the underworld, I won't hold you any longer!"

Zi Shu's figure charged violently towards Song Yun.

With bare hands, Song Yun pushed his body's parameters to the limit, eagerly anticipating the upcoming fight and the chance to reach a new level.

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As night gradually fell, Zi Shu held his thighs, sweat on his face streaming down like a small creek.

The man he was fighting was unbelievable, possessing combat strength beyond his years!

They had been clashing for hours, and still, there was no winner.

If the fight continued, he was certain he would die first!

The battle could not drag on!

Zi Shu threw a dagger at Song Yun and turned to run outside with incredible speed.

Zi Shu's jumping ability was astonishing; walls meters high were like flat ground to him, and in a few seconds, he had covered over a hundred meters.

Song Yun followed closely behind. Now that the ugly ox's identity had been exposed, he could not allow Zi Shu to return to their organization. Moreover, Zi Shu's status within the organization must be at least mid-level, certainly knowing more than the lowest-level genetic soldiers. Catching him would also provide a breakthrough!

The two continued their chase across the wilderness, one after the other.

Half an hour after they had left, a group of people entered the dilapidated building.

The leader, Song Bu, furrowed his brow as he looked at the ruined surroundings, feeling very concerned.

"How could the ugly ox be here?"

As he walked further inside, he saw the unconscious ugly ox and Mo Huanqing lying on the ground, tears streaming continuously.

Especially since Mo Huanqing kept muttering nonstop, "I remember, I remember it all..."

Ignoring the crazed Mo Huanqing, Song Bu came forward to examine the ugly ox's injuries and found severe internal damage—if not treated soon, his life would be in danger!