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"Cough, cough... General Abraham, let's talk about something serious." Mo Ming cleared his throat a few times and said earnestly, "What opportunity did Marshal mention for me to speak with Reed?"
"Well," Abraham smiled and nodded, "In a few days, it will be my granddaughter Lisoma's birthday. I will be inviting many people, including Reed. At that time, you can have a good chat with him."
Abraham's granddaughter's birthday party would invite prominent figures from the political and military circles, as well as notable individuals from Y Country. Naturally, Reed would not dare to act out of line in such a setting. For Mo Ming, who wanted to have a serious conversation with Reed, this was the best opportunity.
Mo Ming was not cowardly; he simply understood that the whole situation was a scheme by someone with ulterior motives who wanted the Dragon Soul Gang and the Frank Family to suffer mutual destruction so they could profit from it. Mo Ming did not want to confront Reed head-on; he just didn't want to be used as a pawn.
Now that Abraham had stepped in and arranged for him to clarify the facts at an appropriate time, Mo Ming naturally would not refuse.
"Alright, I will definitely make it to the Marshal's granddaughter's birthday party," Mo Ming nodded and smiled.
Abraham was particularly pleased with Mo Ming's attitude and nodded in approval. He then looked at Jun Qianqian and said, "Miss Jun, I hope you can also attend. It would be a shame for our Shura to lose such a beautiful and charming companion."
This statement made Mo Ming feel awkward, and Jun Qianqian's cheeks flushed red. However, despite her shyness, she still nodded and said, "Marshal, since you've put it this way, I will definitely go."
She then shot Mo Ming a fierce glare and teased, "This guy poses too much of a threat to female companions. I must help keep an eye on him for you, Marshal; otherwise, this birthday party will be ruined by this jerk."
"I didn't say anything at all, Qianqian. No need to be so harsh on me!"
Mo Ming shook his head with a bitter smile. This time he didn't say anything against Jun Qianqian; in fact, he didn't even bring her up. Suddenly being roasted by her felt like an innocent victim of friendly fire.
"Hmph, who cares about flattering you? Don't get too full of yourself." Jun Qianqian snorted coldly. Her icy expression transformed into a sunny smile as she continued, "I’m just speaking the truth; after all, your first impression on me was that of a rogue."
"Miss Jun, I remember not long ago you just said I wasn't a rogue?" Mo Ming looked at Jun Qianqian disdainfully.
"Yes, you didn't remember wrong, but you misunderstood. You act like a rogue, speak like a rogue, and behave like a rogue. No matter what happens, you are always a rogue!" Jun Qianqian said triumphantly, slightly shaking her head as if to say you can't do anything about it.
Mo Ming rolled his eyes in frustration and replied to Jun Qianqian, "Alright, you win. I can't argue with you, Qianqian. How did I not notice before that you speak so sharply? It's a waste for you not to become a diplomat."
"You don't need to flatter me. I just didn't want to get involved in the treacherous political scene, which is why I didn't go into that field. Otherwise, how would I have met someone like you?" Jun Qianqian laughed, showing no sign of modesty.
Abraham quietly listened to the banter between the two, chuckling to himself and not finding their playful exchange disrespectful.
Remembering that Abraham was a significant figure in the military, Mo Ming immediately stopped his playful argument with Jun Qianqian and smiled apologetically at Abraham, saying, "Hehe, I'm used to this kind of banter. Please don't mind us, Marshal."
"Not at all. I actually enjoy watching you two bicker," Abraham replied with a shake of his head and a smile. "Alright, it's getting late. I have things to attend to, so I'll be leaving now. Shura, I'll send someone to pick you up in three days."
Mo Ming nodded and said, "Okay, we won't take up any more of your time, Marshal. It was a pleasure talking with you today; let's chat again another time."
After speaking, Mo Ming took Jun Qianqian out of the car. Randolph stood quietly nearby and exchanged a slight nod and smile with Mo Ming without saying anything.
Mo Ming smiled at him and said, "Lord Randolph, we're leaving now."
Mo Ming led Jun Qianqian toward Giant Bear Hall. The two walked in silence, though Mo Ming could feel Jun Qianqian's gaze occasionally lingering on him. He pretended not to notice and chose not to bring it up.
Upon arriving at Giant Bear Hall, the brothers at the entrance cheerfully called out, "Shura Boss."
Once inside, Night Peak was on the phone. Seeing Mo Ming return, he smiled and said, "No problem; they are back... Yes, rest assured Seventh Master; with Brother Mo Ming protecting Qianqian, nothing will happen."
The last sentence was clearly directed at Mo Ming and was intentionally spoken louder.
Night Peak said a few more words before hanging up the phone. He stood up and smiled at Mo Ming: "Just now, Seventh Master called to ask if Qianqian has arrived. He also hopes that you can take good care of Qianqian and not let her get hurt. Otherwise, you might as well not come back to Nanhua City."
Mo Ming forced a smile. Given the current situation, it was easy to dodge open attacks but hard to guard against hidden dangers. He couldn't even guarantee his own safety, let alone promise to protect Jun Qianqian. However, if danger arose, Mo Ming would definitely stand in front of Jun Qianqian.
"Seventh Master really thinks highly of me. Is this a test of my ability to protect flowers?" Mo Ming joked.
Jun Qianqian huffed, "You jerk, I risked my life to come see you. It's only natural for you to protect me, understand?"
"Miss Jun, it's not like I begged you to come here. How is that natural?" Mo Ming replied cheerfully.
"Are you going to protect me or not?" Jun Qianqian smiled slightly at Mo Ming, then reached out and pinched a bit of flesh on him, grinning menacingly.
This was clearly a threat!
Against such a threat, Mo Ming truly felt powerless; he couldn't hit or scold her, yet it still hurt quite a bit.
"Of course I'll protect you! It's rare for Miss Jun to come all this way to see me; how could I let you suffer even the slightest harm?" Mo Ming grinned through the pain.
"Hmph, that's more like it. Anyway, I've decided to entrust my life to you, so you better take care of it!" Jun Qianqian finally released him and smiled at Mo Ming: "Now hurry up and take me to your room. I know you live in a community nearby!"
Mo Ming rubbed the pinched area that was now red and looked wide-eyed at Night Peak.
At that moment, Night Peak shrugged helplessly; it seemed he had been severely interrogated by Jun Qianqian.
"Alright, it's safer for you to stay there," Mo Ming nodded and said to Night Peak: "Brother Ye, could you please find me a car? My car broke down on the road."
"Hey, I heard about it. You're quite ruthless; the news reported it. A certain gang member crashed into someone else's car while driving recklessly, and with that picture of the car, I knew it was you," Night Peak scoffed. "That's really something. The guy whose car you hit just bought it and didn't even have time to get insurance before it had to go back for repairs."
"Well, who told him to provoke me at that time?" Mo Ming replied unapologetically.
If Mo Ming had to feel guilty every time something like this happened, he would already be suffering from internal injuries due to guilt.
After all, that incident was triggered by the other guy provoking Mo Ming first. He certainly wouldn't let someone who annoyed him live comfortably.
"Well, I can only mourn for that guy. Who told him to offend someone who isn't afraid of the Military?" Night Peak laughed heartily.
Mo Ming sighed, "Brother Ye, don't say such sarcastic things. If the Military hadn't insisted on treating me like a soft target, how could I have been so bold as to oppose them?"
The Frank Family relied on controlling the economic lifeline of Country Y, and Mo Ming also had his own backing—a group of top hackers and a band of ruthless 'Yihun' brothers. If Country Y mistakenly thought he was a soft target, they were wrong; he also had the capability to disrupt Country Y's economy. However, the cost would be significant, and unless absolutely necessary, Mo Ming wouldn't take such actions.
After all, destroying a country would involve innocent civilians, and having been a soldier himself, Mo Ming would not easily resort to such measures.
"Hey, I'm just complimenting you. Alright, I'll go find you a car now; just wait here."
Night Peak chuckled a few times before turning to leave. There were plenty of black cars at Giant Bear Hall; arranging one wouldn't be difficult.
Before long, Night Peak returned with a set of keys in hand.
"I've parked the car outside. Brother Mo Ming, please take care of Qianqian," Night Peak said as he handed the keys to Mo Ming and added earnestly, "Make sure nothing happens to her; otherwise, I won't have the face to see Seventh Master."
"Don't worry; I won't let anything happen to her," Mo Ming nodded and looked at Jun Qianqian, whose face was bright with joy. "Miss Jun, can we go now?"
"Alright, lead the way!" Jun Qianqian put on a demeanor of a young lady and smiled at Mo Ming.
Mo Ming, feeling frustrated, led Jun Qianqian out the door and into the silver Hummer parked outside. With a roar of the engine, they sped away.
The journey was surprisingly quick, and Jun Qianqian showed no signs of fear; instead, she seemed a bit excited. "You jerk Mo Ming, I have to admit, you do have some redeeming qualities. Your driving skills are truly impressive."
Jun Qianqian recalled the thrilling street race on Panlong Road and still felt a bit scared, but her heart raced with excitement.
Having loved off-road racing since childhood, Jun Qianqian admired Mo Ming even more after that incident.
"Of course! Back in the day, I was a master at driving tanks. A simple vehicle like this is nothing for me," Mo Ming said without any humility. What was humility anyway? Could it be eaten?
When it came to compliments from beautiful women, Mo Ming was all ears; he could never get tired of hearing them.
"Please, I was just saying that casually. Why are you so proud?" Jun Qianqian shot him an annoyed glance before turning her attention forward and suddenly spotted a car speeding toward them.
"Ah... Mo Ming, hurry and dodge! We're about to crash! Jerk, move aside!" Jun Qianqian's voice reached a pitch of panic as cold sweat broke out on her back.
Mo Ming remained calm, his expression unfazed as he skillfully operated the clutch and maneuvered the vehicle onto another lane.
But unexpectedly, the other car swerved erratically and headed straight for them.
Jun Qianqian felt her heart racing as if death was imminent; it was terrifying. She clutched Mo Ming tightly.
"Get lost, Mo Ming! You really messed up this time, didn't you? My life is ruined because of you!"
"Damn it, how was I supposed to know that guy was an idiot?" Mo Ming cursed as he pressed down hard on the accelerator, and the car immediately shot forward, racing past Meteor Burst.
Fortunately, they narrowly avoided disaster, with Mo Ming's car just grazing the oncoming vehicle. Mo Ming had already sped away, while the other car crashed into the guardrail.
Luckily, the car wasn't going too fast, and the driver slammed on the brakes just in time, so the impact wasn't severe, though the front of the car was already crumpled.
A person stepped out from inside; it was the owner of the car that Mo Ming had collided with earlier.
"Who did I offend today? I thought I was lucky enough to get a new car, and now I've barely been out for a while before getting into another accident. That jerk is really a jerk! I'm definitely going to sue him!"
The person angrily called the traffic police and explained everything that had happened.
Before long, the traffic police arrived. After assessing the situation, one officer said sternly, "Sir, please come with me. You were driving in the wrong direction today!"
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