Chapter 137: You? What kind of thing are you!

Liu Mu had considered that Jiang Hanzhong might threaten her with mission failure or suppress her with his power, but she never imagined that he would actually send her a pretty boy.

And of all people, this pretty boy had to be Zhou Chunwang, the person Liu Mu detested most.

"Liu Mu, have you been doing well lately?"

Zhou Chunwang did not know what kind of torment he had suffered, but he began to play the part of a sentimental man, "I have been looking for you the whole time."

Liu Mu, who did not roll her eyes on the spot, shifted her gaze back and forth between the pretty boy and the old fox, then spoke indifferently.

"You... what was your name again? Don't tell me, let me think, my memory has always been very good, hiss..."

Liu Mu folded her arms and paced back and forth, glancing at Zhou Chunwang from time to time, then put on a troubled expression, "Sigh, it must be because I've grown taller recently and my brain isn't working well enough; why do I only remember you trying to scam me out of money? Sorry, Minister Jiang, I'm a person who holds grudges, and I don't like things that others have used, especially when I don't even know how many hands they've passed through..."

Once these words were out, let alone an old fox like Jiang Hanzhong, even Zhou Chunwang was shamed into blushing; however, deep fear appeared on the latter's face, and he looked at Jiang Hanzhong with extreme unease.

Seeing Jiang Hanzhong's expression turn cold, Zhou Chunwang immediately stepped forward twice, reaching out to grab Liu Mu's hand, "Xiao Mu, it's me, Zhou Chunwang, don't you remember? We were almost engaged, if it weren't for the disaster..."

"Zhou Chunwang? Ah, yes, yes, yes," Liu Mu swatted his hand away with considerable force, the loud sound accompanied by a slight cracking noise, "I finally remembered. Your whole family wanted to seize my Scrap Station, and your uncle even tried to hit me. Sigh, you wanted to be a kept man back then, how did your brain get ruined now?"

The cracking sound came from Zhou Chunwang's arm, which had been broken by Liu Mu's seemingly light strike. The pretty boy immediately retreated a few steps weakly, clutching his arm with a look of shock and eyes filled with tears, seemingly silently accusing Liu Mu of brutality.

"I am truly a person who holds grudges," a cold sneer appeared on the corner of Liu Mu's mouth, "I must thank Minister Jiang for sending him over, otherwise I wouldn't have known where to find him to take my revenge."

Jiang Hanzhong, who had not anticipated this turn of events at all, glared fiercely at Zhou Chunwang, but the moment he turned his head, he smiled, "Xiaoliu, you are too polite. Since you have a grudge against him, I'll leave him with you. By the way, the harvest from this mission is quite good; why not let my people help you calculate it and report it to the Barrier first, so you don't have to waste your time?"

The ruse was exposed; Liu Mu smiled and did not take the bait. Jiang Hanzhong could not lash out, so he could only shout at his guards with a cold face, "Why haven't you dragged the irrelevant people away yet? Don't you see that Deputy Minister Liu and I still have things to discuss?"

One of the guards immediately stepped forward, ignoring Zhou Chunwang's resistance, pushed him out of the rain shelter, and used the gun in his hand to threaten him, driving him down the mountain.

With the people gone, Jiang Hanzhong stopped pretending. Seeing that Liu Mu did not speak, he continued, "Xiaoliu, the sacrifices in this mission were quite heavy. I also know you don't dare to see the Chief, so here I am, as your direct superior, to help you think of a way. You can tell me if you have any difficulties."

His tone was so sincere, as if he were not coveting the ship and the things on it.

"First of all, Minister Jiang, it is not that I do not dare to see Yang Shushu; secondly, I only hold a nominal position under you people."

The implication was for him not to put on airs of a superior in front of her; Liu Mu did not want to waste any more time with this old thing.

"As for what exactly happened during the mission, if I remember correctly, this falls under the jurisdiction of the Barrier Military Operations Department and has little to do with the Commerce Department."

Why go out of your way to meddle here?!

"Xiaoliu, what kind of talk is that? I have already said that we are both in the same department within the Barrier," Jiang Hanzhong's eyes darted around like a fox, trying every possible way to persuade this ungrateful little Merchant, "Besides, what we are discussing now is not the situation during the mission; the key is the spoils of war. You know, if you hand them over directly, plus the fact that so many people died, not only will you not get any benefits, but you will also be punished. How about this, let me help you think of a way so you don't lose too much; besides, don't you still have so many workers to support?"

"In case something happens to you, the Mine and the Scrap Station will need someone to take charge, right? But don't worry, since we are colleagues, I will definitely help you look after them."

This meant that not only did she have to hand over the harvest from this mission, but also the Mine and Scrap Station in her hands... This Jiang fellow was tired of living.

Liu Mu put away her indifference and instead revealed a smile, "I heard from Xiao Xu that Yang Shushu wanted to see me, so I came up the mountain. I didn't expect to run into a highway robbery."

Before Jiang Hanzhong could react, Liu Mu turned to leave. Just as she walked a few steps, a cold glint flashed in the man's eyes behind her, and he immediately beckoned to the guards.

The only remaining guard immediately stepped forward, blocked Liu Mu with his gun, and pulled the safety off his rifle.

"Xiaoliu, I was originally considering that you are young and haven't seen much of the world, so I wanted to discuss this with you properly. Now it seems you are not giving me, your superior, any face?"

Jiang Hanzhong paced in front of Liu Mu, looking confident as if everything were under control, and looked up at the woman who was suddenly half a head taller than him.

"If you want to survive in the system, you have to understand the rules. Don't refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit; that won't help you advance. Besides, I am doing this for your own good. If things get ugly, it won't look good for anyone."

"Face? Don't talk about you, a mere Minister; even if Yang Shuo came, if he wanted to ask me for something, he would have to trade for it with benefits," Liu Mu snorted coldly, her hand shooting out like lightning to grab the barrel of the rifle in front of her. The metal barrel made a harsh sound, and in the shocked eyes of both, it was twisted into a solid braid by Liu Mu's bare hands.

Then, with a light sweep of her slender fingers, the rifle shattered into parts and fell to the ground.

"You? What kind of thing are you!"

Liu Mu strode forward, her shoulder directly slamming the guard away, and left without looking back.

"You!" Jiang Hanzhong knew a little about Liu Mu's background and strength, but he never imagined that this woman had become so terrifying to this extent, "Monster! Simply a monster!"

He did not dare to be too loud. Until her tall figure disappeared on the mountain path, he spat fiercely, "Damn it, no matter how powerful she is, she's just a woman. I have plenty of ways to kill you."

As he spoke, he looked at the guard who had been slammed away in the distance and cursed, "Trash! What are you still lying there for? I spent so much Contribution Value to hire you, and this is all you're capable of? Get over here and carry me down the mountain!"

But after he roared for a long time, the guard lying on the ground did not react at all, and a thought that terrified him finally crept into his mind.

Regardless of the mud and heavy rain outside the shelter, Jiang Hanzhong finally went out to check on the guard's condition, driven by fear.

In the messy Mutation grass, the guard was crawling on the ground. After turning him over, he was so shocked that he retreated two steps and sat down in the mud.

"This, this, this..."

The guard he turned over did not turn over completely; the body below the shoulders did not turn, and the head pulled by Jiang Hanzhong rotated 180°, the skin of the neck twisting into skin-crawling wrinkles due to this movement, the broken spine protruding from the Adam's apple, white and bone-chilling, spraying blood.

"... Dead."

The heavy rain howled, hitting Jiang Hanzhong like steel nails, making him feel pain all over his body, "To actually dare to... kill my man... right in front of me..."

Fear and fury finally transformed into a gnashing-teeth thought—this woman, she cannot be kept, she must be eliminated as soon as possible, to complete the order given by the Northern Family, and also for his own safety and status!