Chapter 522: Chapter 543: Schadenfreude
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The ones mentioned above were of a lower rank than Qin Yue.
âLittle Hooligan, why donât you take some time to properly recover?â
âExactly! I heard that Living Yama broke six of your ribs. Injury heals over a hundred days. You shouldnât be running around.â
âAbsolutely! You canât just rely on being young and in good shape to neglect your health.â
They were Qin Yueâs peers, and everyone was an old acquaintance who liked to tease each other when there was nothing else going on.
ââŠâ Six ribs? Was he handicapped or just brain-damaged? Who gets their ribs broken like that? Damn it! No wonder bad news travels fast. He didnât even stay in the hospital; he just came straight back and still got ridiculed.
Qin Yue swore that next time he would definitely lead his brothers to bloody wash the War Wolf Rescue Team and let them know why the flowers are so red.
âLittle Hooligan, you are the Deputy Director of the Southern Union Special Action Department. We all count on you to bring us glory. You canât afford to disable yourself.â
âYeah, Living Yama was too harsh. We used to carry guns together; how could he beat you up like that?â
ââŠâ How was he tormented? Wasnât it miserable enough that a dozen members of the War Wolf Rescue Team ended up in the hospital? How about distributing some of that excessive sympathy to others? Qin Yue didnât want it.
âLittle HooliganâŠâ
âScram, scram, scramâŠâ Qin Yue finally lost his temper. These bastards were really something, each and every one gloating as if they hoped Living Yama really did break his ribs.
âIf you donât scram, Iâll beat you up.â
âDonât get angry, weâre leavingâŠâ They had always been bullied by Little Hooligan, and now that they finally got a chance to bully him back, it felt good.
The group left with laughter and jokes.
Continuing through the administrative building, all the familiar faces along the way who saw him wanted to laugh but didnât dare, forcing themselves to painfully restrain the awkward expressions.
âReport!â
âCome in!â Su Jiangâs voice came from the office.
âDeputy Director of the Special Action Department, Qin Yue, reporting for duty.â Typically lax and easy-going, Qin Yue, when facing his old leader, stood upright with an intimidating and solemn air about him.
Su Jiang looked up, giving him a surprised glance and said with a tone of disappointment, âNothingâs the matter? I thought I was going to have to visit you in the hospital.â
Qin Yueâs mouth twitched. What was the President implying with that tone of disappointment? âPresident, what are you looking at?â
Su Jiang tapped the operation plan in front of him nonchalantly, âIâm just studying a long-distance operation route.â
âLong-distance operation?â Qin Yueâs eyes brightened as he pointed towards the South. âYou mean you want to continueâŠâ Although the Southern Border Rescue Field operations had concluded, there were still small-scale frictions occurring at the junction between the two countries. Another strategic target for their Southern District was to eliminate these small-scale potential enemies.
As Captain of the Special Action Department, the majority of the missions were led by him.
Before he could finish, Su Jiang slapped his hand away, âIdiot, donât cause trouble for me when thereâs no need.â This damned kid was good in every aspect, no less capable than Xu Qigang, except for his propensity for stirring up trouble without being sufficiently composed.
It made him, the President, constantly vigilant over him.
âYes, President!â Qin Yue greeted irreverently, whether he truly listened was another story. âWhatâs with this long-distance operation youâre looking into?â It made him think they were going to strike right at the enemyâs home turf.
âWerenât you the one who had eight ribs broken in the North? Shouldnât I go check on you?â