Free Web NovelChapter 1002: Chapter 388: Preparing for the Match (Part 2)
"Who down there can even beat you? Putting on a show, going down to crush some weaklings, just to find a sense of existence, huh?"
Zhang Beixing spoke coldly.
One sentence directly made Leng Bing lower his head, not daring to lift it up.
Zhang Beixing snorted coldly, "Today, every one of them will fight, they must fight!"
"You stay below and watch them to prevent anyone from pulling tricks under your nose."
"If you lose to someone fair and square and get beaten to death on the spot, I won’t intervene. Dead is dead. When the time comes, I’ll bring the body back, return to the roots."
"If anyone dares to play dirty, I won’t tolerate it. If anyone is bold enough to cause trouble, other than the innocent spectators and bystanders, no one else will walk out of here alive!"
Zhang Beixing spoke very directly.
He didn’t provide any special attention just because they were girls.
And by now, Zhang Beixing had already said enough to them.
Whether they listened or not did not matter.
As long as he voiced it, they all must execute, no room for negotiation.
In The Ninth Bureau, his words were orders!
If you’re ordered to die, then it’s an order, you must go!
Though The Ninth Bureau isn’t a military department, it’s even more military!
Soldiers have the concept of retiring.
But The Ninth Bureau does not.
Once you enter The Ninth Bureau, you either die on its roster or you wait for retirement, no other way.
The Ninth Bureau has no outsourcing, just regular staff and Extraordinary Reserve Team Members at its core.
If you’re with The Ninth Bureau, once you’re in, unless you retire, there’s no way out, quitting is impossible, not in this lifetime, no opportunity at all.
These young girls were now pale-faced.
Whether frightened or just overly made up with foundation, Zhang Beixing couldn’t tell.
"Have you thought it through?"
He urged, "If no one steps out to sign up for the challenge with me, I’ll start naming names, and whoever I pick will be the one!"
Zhang Beixing said, scanning the team members with a look in his eyes.
While scrutinizing them, his face and eyes showed visible dissatisfaction and disdain.
He wasn’t impressed, truly wasn’t impressed.
If that’s their skillset, he might seriously reconsider reducing the quota for female members of The Ninth Bureau when he gets back.
This thought popped into his mind but didn’t linger.
Boys and girls are different, and as long as they don’t back down, they can stay.
Can’t demand too much.
Otherwise, if each one acts like a girl, how would The Ninth Bureau internally digest its issues?
Handling it internally is preferable; otherwise, marrying outsiders could be disastrous.
The Ninth Bureau is now in the global spotlight; if someone with ulterior motives seizes this point, it could lead to spies exploiting pillow talk strategies.
This isn’t impossible; it’s highly probable.
Once the wind blows, secrets could leak like water, causing tremendous losses.
Thus, Zhang Beixing doesn’t have it easy as the big boss.
There’s so much to consider.
Not only combat matters, but The Ninth Bureau’s development, finances, even members’ marital statuses must be considered.
It’s quite absurd.
Zhang Beixing hadn’t lost hope in all the women in the bureau.
At least in Team One, Yin Mengwei and Yu Yao, so far, had proven themselves in Europe recently, doing quite well.
Zhang Beixing was more favorable towards Yin Mengwei.
Young, gifted, good-natured, beautiful, with a touch of minority charm.
Who wouldn’t like such a lovely lady?
It’s a pity, truly a pity, a pity she’s from Great Xia, otherwise...
Ah, ah...
And with that, Zhang Beixing’s wandering mind was reeled back.
When his thoughts returned, he looked back at the girls and was surprised to find someone had already stepped up.
And it was the last person he expected.
"You just threw up from fear, and now you want to be the first up?"
Looking at the girl named Su Yan, Zhang Beixing was clearly surprised.
He only remembered her name because he skimmed through Team Two’s profiles on the plane.
He remembered Su Yan a bit more due to some similar background to Chen Rourou; otherwise, she’d be just another face, leaving no special impression.
Besides Zhang Beixing’s surprise, Leng Bing was also stunned. Yes, stunned.
Almost couldn’t hide his shock.
He wanted to ask.
What the heck!
Is this the Su Yan he knows?
The Su Yan who complains about intensity during training?
"Su Yan, don’t be impulsive. Shouldn’t you wait a bit? Your stomach was just cramping, and you..."
"Shut up,"
Zhang Beixing cut him off unceremoniously.
"Finally, she’s showing some initiative, and you want to discourage her, really?"
Zhang Beixing rebuked Leng Bing, silencing him.
Then he turned to Su Yan, rising from his chair and walking towards her, "Tell me, why suddenly decide to go first?"
"Because I want to prove it to you."
The girl’s expression was full of defiance.
That defiance seemed familiar to Zhang Beixing.
Yes.
That was the same look on Chen Rourou’s face before.
The bloody battle in the underground fight club had come to a pause for now.
But the noise outside the sightseeing box was even louder, evidently from the losing betters yelling out hoarse.
These clamorous sounds only made the girls’ faces even paler.
Only Su Yan, who had stepped up, her eyes grew more resolute amidst the noise.
Zhang Beixing nodded.
Alright.
There’s hope for young ones to learn.
"Leng Bing, take her down for registration and prepare for the show."
"Although Team One suffered a significant setback recently in the Willpower Country, that was just one mission. It doesn’t erase their prior achievements."
"Team One spent considerable time and efforts proving to me that they have the strength, talent, and execution capability to meet my expectations."
"Their story has temporarily ended; they need to rest, digest their experiences."
"Now it’s your turn. Team One has not embarrassed The Ninth Bureau or the entire Extraordinary Reservists. It’s your time; don’t let me down. If you disgrace The Ninth Bureau, if the Extraordinary Reservists are humiliated, I won’t forgive you!"
Zhang Beixing’s words were firm and heavy.
Not a single member of Team Two responded initially.
Finally, Su Yan broke the silence.
"Minister, I understand, I won’t disappoint you."
"Hmm."
Zhang Beixing barely acknowledged, then waved his hand for Leng Bing to escort her down for registration and preparation.
When Su Yan’s figure appeared in the corridor below.
A crowd of men widened their eyes seeing a delicate young girl going to register.
