Old Fang's face was ashen as he pinched her face, almost crushing her jaw.
Guan Yuxi was in so much pain that her eyes were filled with tears, and she could no longer suppress the anger in her heart. "You're the one who asked that question!"
Don't you have any idea what you and your faction have done?
How dare you ask me? How did my grandfather die? Do you really think I don't know?
Even in death, he will be revered by posterity for eternity, but what about you? Do you know you will be infamous for all time? You deserve it!
She was going all in, since she was going to die today anyway.
Rather than die a miserable death, it's better to give him a good scolding.
Even if she dies, her life will not have been in vain.
He not only represented 1.4 billion people in giving this old man who was going backwards a thorough dressing-down, but he also died a worthy death.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but unleash a torrent of abuse: "You fought the enemy hand in hand, and you're lucky to have survived until now. Shouldn't you be working for our well-being? But instead, you insist on stirring up internal strife!"
Do you know that the enemy has always been eyeing us covetously? Do you know that the enemy is waiting to tear us apart?
Do you know how long it will take for this newly established nation, which has just begun to catch its breath, to regain its former glory by doing this?
Do you realize that if your plan succeeds, you will be a sinner in history?
Success has many inevitable aspects, but also some unique coincidences.
If we were to do it all over again, no one could be sure that we would do better than in the future.
Especially for Guan Yuxi, who has personally experienced prosperity, she understands even more how hard-won that prosperity is!
Old Fang's expression darkened further. "My plan?"
Guan Yuxi glared at him resentfully, "Isn't it just about seizing the gun first and then using the pen to realize your so-called ideals?"
Who do you think you can fool? How grand do you think your ideals are?
Open your eyes and look at the world! Backwardness invites aggression—even a naive girl like me understands this, don't you?
She struggled, wishing she could jump up and slap him twice.
However, she couldn't break free from the constraints.
She simply let loose completely, and started cursing right away:
"If you're going to come, hurry up! To tell you the truth, I'm afraid of pain and I'm afraid of dying! I don't have my grandfather's style!"
However, I will be waiting for you on the road to the underworld, since you won't live much longer anyway.
I'm waiting to see you on the bench of tens of thousands of people!
She closed her eyes, bit her lip, and stopped speaking.
However, after waiting for a long time, she could no longer hear any human voices.
Instead, they faintly heard gunshots.
"Your man has come to save you."
Old Fang stood by the window, his back to her, looking outside.
"Impossible! How could he have found this place...?"
A flicker of panic crossed Guan Yuxi's calm face. "It's you! You deliberately lured him here!"
She knew that Leng Lie had some influence in the shadows, but that influence was nothing compared to someone of such power and status—it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot!
Old Fang slowly turned around, his expression unreadable. "You underestimate me, and you underestimate him too."
"Do you know how many criminal gangs your man has gathered in the past six months?"
Of course, compared to us, it's just a drop in the ocean, not worth mentioning.
However, for a reckless man like him, it was quite good.
You keep calling me a sinner against history, but what about him? What will happen if things continue like this?
He stared into her eyes, as if asking a casual question.
It was as if he had been planning this for a long time, just waiting for her answer.
Guan Yuxi's eyes darted around in a panic, and she quickly looked away.
Although she managed to conceal the truth about Leng Lie, how could she deceive herself by lying and saying that her man was unaffected by the world?
Old Fang had already gotten the answer he wanted from her expression.
He left with a meaningful remark: "We've seen your type before!"
Then, she calmly walked out of the house.
The only person left in the room was Guan Yuxi, whose body and soul were shaken.
Is this the first time I've seen someone like her?
Does that mean there are many people like her who have transmigrated into the book?
What became of them?
Outside, gunfire resumed, growing increasingly frequent.
Faintly, one could also hear a cold, fierce roar.
Guan Yuxi was startled and sat up.
It turned out that the iron shackles that had bound her had disappeared sometime earlier.
She rolled off the operating table and ran out quickly.
"Go back quickly!"
A familiar roar.
Guan Yuxi ran back without hesitation, just as she closed the door.
Zhao Kuangying then rushed over.
He kicked the door open and met Guan Yuxi's icy gaze.
He paused, just as he raised his gun to threaten her.
Guan Yuxi's scalpel plunged into his heart.
"you......"
Zhao Kuangying looked down in disbelief, raising his gun to fire.
Guan Yuxi quickly pulled out the scalpel and stabbed it in again.
She repeated this several times until her clothes were stained red with blood before she finally stopped.
"Let's see if you can come back to life this time!"
She angrily kicked him away.
Thinking back to how he had risked his life to let Leng Lie achieve a great feat in hopes of gaining even greater merit.
Guan Yuxi found it all laughable.
Seeing that Zhao Kuangying died with his eyes wide open in dismay.
She raised the knife again and plunged it in hard.
He shattered her initial illusions about this passionate era.
Then let her destroy him!
But can those lost beliefs and sense of security ever return?
Guan Yuxi didn't know.
She snatched the gun from his hand, wanting to fire two more shots at him, but was afraid of alerting him.
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