"Shut up! And Third Young Master, please quiet down too!"
The officer turned around and barked, silencing the group.
Third Young Master?
Damn, I might as well be the Tang family.
But... it looked like that recorder had some connections.
After the officer's shout, the group fell quiet. He turned to look at me, then lowered his gaze to the professor, who was foaming at the mouth, rolling his eyes, and convulsing all over. He frowned.
"Ms. Fang, doing this... is putting me in a difficult position."
Chapter 117: Seeing Gao Song Again
The officer looked at me with a very serious expression. There seemed to be something else in his eyes, but I couldn't make it out, and I didn't want to guess.
"I suggest you leave before I get angry... Don't make me take action, or you'll really regret it—all of you from the XZ Military Region."
I didn't get up. Calmly, I picked up a pack of cigarettes from the table nearby. They seemed to be specially supplied to senior officers in the XZ Military Region. They tasted pretty good, though I had no idea where they got the tobacco.
As I wondered about that, I picked up a match and lit a cigarette. The officer seemed very conflicted. He glanced at the... recorder behind him and let out a long sigh.
"Sorry. I have to do this!"
The military officer apologized, then suddenly lunged forward and swung a punch at me.
To everyone else, his punch was so fast their eyes could barely follow it. But to me, it was like the punch of a child. I raised one finger and lightly tapped the officer's fist as he charged toward me, bent at the waist.
"Whoosh!"
A gust of wind swept past, but nothing happened.
There