"It's getting late, aunties. You should go back and get your breakfast. Don't keep your family from working. We can chat again at lunchtime when we're free!"

She carried the small milk pot and hurried away.

One person stepped forward and asked the woman, "Is this girl's boyfriend really as good as she says? Tall and handsome, and he works in a clandestine job?"

The aunt tucked a stray hair behind her ear and glanced at the old neighbor who was grabbing her and asking her all sorts of questions; it was clear she had ill intentions.

"What's it to you? No matter how good she is, she's not good enough for your silly Manchu girl from the Bordered Yellow Banner. Give up on that idea as soon as possible."

"Who is this person? Bah! Shameless!"

After saying that, he dusted off his clothes and went home, leaving the old lady standing there, gritting her teeth.

The aunt had just stepped inside when she ran into her granddaughter-in-law, who had just gotten their marriage certificate and was only waiting for the wedding banquet. "Grandma, why have you been gone for so long? Grandpa was worried sick because he couldn't find you."

The aunt rolled her eyes in annoyance. "He wasn't worried about not being able to find me. He was clearly just opening his eyes wide and waiting to be eaten as soon as he opened his mouth in the morning."

What are you doing...? Let me tell you, wait a bit before you go out.

"What kind of man can that old woman find for her silly daughter all over the world?"

"Okay, Grandma!" The new bride smiled, a hint of helplessness in her eyes.

Grandma Guan on this street claims to be a member of the Manchu Bordered Yellow Banner. She married her cousin in her early years and had a son and a daughter.

My son is a bit slurred when he speaks, but he's a normal person. It's just that girl... her eyes are very wide-set, you can tell at a glance that she's mentally challenged.

Even so, Grandma Guan still wanted to marry her mentally challenged daughter to her cousin, saying that bloodlines should not be mixed.

About a year ago, someone leaked this information to the higher authorities, and the neighborhood committee went to Grandma Guan's house every day to try to persuade her not to marry someone she was close to.

However, as time went on, Grandma Guan gave up on the idea of ​​a marriage alliance and turned her attention to the man who worked at the Ministry of Political Affairs.

Despite the claim that she's from the Manchu Bordered Yellow Banner, her husband serves the current court and is barely able to keep her daughter company. Marrying down isn't necessarily a bad thing.

When these words reached her grandmother's ears, she was furious!

Ignoring the long-standing relationship between neighbors, they directly broke off relations, blocking the door and shouting insults for half a month, finally stopping only after the Revolutionary Committee intervened!

This feud is now firmly established. Her grandmother now sees that man surnamed Guan as having ill intentions and coveting the young and capable man!

It's her business if she covets him, but it's also up to those capable, married, and outstanding young men who would be interested in her daughter!

...

Ruan Xianxian strolled around, queuing at a state-run restaurant and enjoying an authentic breakfast. Meanwhile, Gong Ye was lying on the roof of a building, aiming his gun at the road below.

Fan Caicai, who had been missing for several days, stood behind Gong Ye, her face no longer showing the helplessness she had felt while chasing after Ruan Xianxian to clean up his mess.

The eyes behind the lenses are like the most sophisticated scanning instruments.

"The target's wife leaves home at 7:10 every morning to take the children to school, and there are three roads leading to the school."

One road is currently under construction, and the other I've passed twice this week. Today, the most likely vehicles will pass through the main street beneath our feet.

We're about ten minutes away from our target!

"Roger that, step back." Miyano's breathing was even. He lay there like a cheetah poised to pounce, the sniper rifle in his hand as if it were an extension of his own arm.

Fan Caicai pushed up her glasses, hesitated for a moment, and still said, "Boss, you know perfectly well that those people will be crushed this year, or at the latest next year."

Why provoke their already sensitive nerves at this time?

Miyano clicked her tongue against her cheek and said, "You've found out? It was this old woman who first discovered that the old man's health was improving."

Following the clues, they found out that Xianxian colluded with the island nation and acted as a middleman?

Sensing Miyano's determination, Fan Caicai adjusted her glasses.

"Yes, boss. There's a sniper at seven o'clock. The driver is left-handed. If there's an accident, he'll instinctively turn the car to the right."

Miyano hummed in agreement: "Understood. You retreat first and prepare to provide cover at sniper point number three."

Fan Caicai tightened her grip on the sniper rifle, crouched down, and crouched down to sniper position number three, setting up her gun and taking aim.

The black sedan slowly came into view. In Miyano's hand, an old-fashioned sniper rifle made in the United States had a maximum range of 800 meters and an effective range of 500 meters.

He aimed the gun at the car window, then slowly moved it towards the woman in the back seat, her eyes lowered, a gentle smile on her face, her charm still undiminished. He then pointed the gun at the car's fuel tank.

Having participated in numerous missions with the unit, Miyano knew that bullets would not cause gasoline, which has an ignition point of 427 degrees Celsius, to explode; the high temperature generated by the friction between the bullet and the fuel tank could not reach that temperature.

He could envelop the bullets with his mental energy; others couldn't do it, but he could.

It was rush hour in the morning, and he wouldn't give drivers the opportunity to drive their cars into the crowd.

The goal is getting closer and closer, 800 meters, 700 meters...

When the car was 670 meters away from Miyano in a straight line, he pulled the trigger and fired.

The bullet, enveloped in mental energy, hurtled towards the fuel tank with unstoppable force, striking it precisely with a bang, followed by an explosion of mental energy.

The immense impact caused the vehicle to veer off course, and people from that turbulent era scattered to find cover immediately after the incident.

The fuel tank exploded, flames erupted, and chaos ensued in the streets.

After the bullet was fired, Miyano didn't check the result. He rolled to the side and crouched down in the second sniper position.

The instant he left, a bullet struck the spot where Miyano had just hidden.

Immediately following a second gunshot, the car windows shattered, and the driver's head was half-blown apart by a sniper rifle, his death gruesome.

Fan Caicai put away his gun. His position had been exposed, so he dared not move and left everything else to his boss!

Screams, cries for help, shouts, and escape...

Miyano, leaning against the wall, smiled. He slowly raised his gun, locking onto the opposite low building with his mental power without even aiming, and searching for the panicked sniper with the muzzle of his gun...

Without even turning his head, a shot rang out, blood splattering everywhere!

With his tongue pressed against his palate, Miyano slowly cleaned up the scene after eliminating all the enemies, raising his hand to wipe away his fingerprints from the sniper rifle.

He then took out a piece of fingerprint from a candle, pressed it on a spot on the sniper rifle, and casually tossed it on the ground.

He swiftly picked up Fan Caicai, who had also finished cleaning up the battlefield, and with a few leaps, the two of them completely disappeared from the chaotic crime scene.

When Ruan Xianxian returned home, she was leisurely walking back from the state-run restaurant with a big, full stomach when she saw Gong Ye standing in the shadows in the corner and charged over like a fighting rooster.

She grabbed his ear, about to speak, when she heard him chuckle softly. His light brown, smiling eyes were full of her, and her anger subsided by more than half.

He touched the person's face, which was noticeably tired from not sleeping all night, and asked, "Are you hurt?"

Miyano pulled down the other's small hand, kissed it, and said, "Thank you for covering for me, my wife."

"He still dares to say that?" Ruan Xianxian got angry again, "You know perfectly well they won't live past this year, why..."

Meeting Gong Ye's serious gaze, Ruan Xianxian understood that even if those four people were destroyed, the mastermind Gong Ye believed would not be implicated.

He's retaliating in kind!

"Fine, just cooperate with me later!"

Just as the two were standing side by side, and Ruan Xianxian was introducing her tall and handsome boyfriend to the neighbors... the Gewei Association, and even the entire city of Beijing, was thrown into chaos!