Ming Ke: Everyone at the same time thought I was a poor little thing

Chapter 240 Good morning, President

Hearing Jōguchi Ling's rejection, Xila's expression remained unchanged, but the aura around him became much colder, and the clear blue eyes were no longer as pure as the sky, but instead carried a bit of depression as if a storm was about to come.

Fūya Ling repeated seriously: "Xila, I have a task for you to do."

"Give me your orders, Father."

No matter who you want to kill, I will do my best to complete the task.

Furiya Rei immediately saw through her thoughts, and his originally somewhat serious and sharp aura softened. He said in a gentle tone, "Someone will take you to Uncle Kudo's house in a while. It's the family of three we met the night before yesterday."

Seeing that Xila was listening to him quietly, Furuya Ling continued, "The Kudo family has a child named Shinichi. He is the smartest and bravest child I have ever met."

"I will kill him, father," Xila said.

The corner of Fūya Rei's eye twitched, and he immediately put away the smile on his lips, looking back at her sternly: "NO, Xila. You can't just kill anyone casually."

He thought of several close friends who had died for absurd reasons in the comics. A trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, but he quickly restrained it and said in an obscure tone: "No one should face death without a reason."

"I don't understand." Xila was very confused.

In her world, there is no difference between the living and the dead.

In other words, the dead are freer than the living.

She thought about it with her limited knowledge, frowned, and said with difficulty, "I feel that living is a bondage and pain. Death is a relief, freedom, and happiness."

"Does Xila know what freedom is?" asked Furuya Ling.

Xila looked up at him, her blue eyes like the glaciers on Mount Fuji reflecting the clear sky, clean and pure.

In her childish voice, she solemnly repeated the freedom described in the books she had read: "Flying into the sky at dawn, as free as a lark, that is freedom."

Fūya Ling couldn't help but laugh. What a child's words. Who can get true freedom in this world?

He did not give Xila any more profound teachings. He could only guide the child patiently and not be impatient.

"On the premise of prohibiting killing." He brought the subject back to the present, saying calmly, "As long as you can defeat Kudo Shinichi in any aspect, your mission will be accomplished."

Xila responded subconsciously: "Yes, father, I won't let you down."

She thought vaguely that she had seen the child before, but he was just a spoiled, naive and spoiled child with an unstable lower body and delicate skin. She could kill him with just one finger.

Xila suppressed the upward curve of his lips. This mission couldn't be simpler.

She must finish it as quickly as possible, then go find her father and help him complete the task.

The little girl thought worriedly, her father is so weak, what if he gets scratched during the mission?

Thinking of the organization that assigned the task to his father, Xila's clear eyes were filled with murderous intent.

I want to——kill them all!

After giving her the instructions, Furuya Rei packed a few simple clothes for her, handed her the card on the table, and earnestly instructed her, "When you get to Kudo's house, you must be obedient. This card contains your living expenses for the time being. Remember to give it to Uncle Kudo."

He muttered to himself that this was not only living expenses, but also tuition fees. Mr. Kudo would have to work hard to teach this child.

Xila felt uneasy when she heard him chattering on and on.

Isn't it just a simple task?

Why would we give people living expenses if they can’t even use it for half a day?

She tugged at his clothes, raised her head and asked with wide eyes, "Will you really come back to pick me up?"

She insisted stubbornly, "You promised not to abandon me."

It looks as pitiful as a kitten about to be kicked out of the house.

Furuya Rei looked at her as an equal and assured her, "I will come back to pick you up and will never abandon you."

Only then did Xila let go of his hand and felt much more at ease.

There was the sound of a car shutting down outside, followed by a knock on the door.

Xila looked at her father, reached out to pull the small suitcase, and held her father's hand with the other hand.

Fūya Rei paused, glanced at the girl indulgently, and walked forward to open the door.

A man dressed gaudy, with the word "playboy" written all over his body and even his hair, was standing at the door with a rose in his mouth, leaning against the door frame.

"Good morning, President."

He smiled slightly, and his sweet dimples looked especially adorable.

But his handsome face was filled with affection. He took the rose down and handed it to Rei Furuya, his voice full of affection: "It's been a while since we last met, and you're still exactly the same as before, handsome, energetic, powerful and majestic. Your golden hair shines like the sun god Apollo. Your delicate complexion is like sweet honey, making people--"

"Shut up."

Seeing that Vermouth, who had been watching, was about to laugh to the point of punching the wall, he frowned and quickly stopped the guy from embarrassing himself further.

"Xila, just follow this uncle." Jiang Gu Ling smiled stiffly and changed the subject. He gritted his teeth and said to the young man, "Get the person there safely, and then you can leave!"

He really used all his manners to restrain himself from saying the word "get out".

Seeing that the president was angry, Bai Buli immediately fell silent and dared not make trouble anymore.

The president is incredibly powerful and omniscient, so he can't afford to offend him. More importantly, he's very fond of the big cat the president introduced him to, and he's having a blast teasing Gin, the most famous scavenger in the otherworld.

Bai Buli licked her lips, and her face showed a look of aftertaste, not knowing what she was thinking about.

Under the president's glare, he stepped forward and flattered Xila, "This must be Miss Xila, right? She looks exactly like the president. No wonder they are father and daughter."

The corner of Fūya Rei's eye twitched slowly. Facing Vermouth's face, which was trying to suppress a smile, he took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed his inner anger: "Are you still not going to leave and wait for me to treat you to a meal?"

Bai Buli shuddered and laughed dryly twice: "I dare not, I dare not."

Then he dejectedly took Xila into his flashy sports car. The car roared and flew out like a bullet, disappearing around the corner in the blink of an eye.

"...Have you laughed enough, Vermouth?" Fūya Rei straightened his clothes and looked over with cold eyes.

Vermouth, who was standing by the car openly watching the excitement, nodded her lips and asked tentatively: "The man who just called you president, was he a former subordinate?"

Fūya Rei smiled but said nothing.

She tactfully stopped asking questions and gracefully opened the car door: "Please, sir, you've urged me several times."

The two got in the car and quickly headed towards the experimental base.

In the car, Vermouth asked while driving: "You should know what the boss wants to do."

Fūya Rei blinked and said with a gentle smile, "Of course. Now it depends on who of us has the better skills."

Vermouth was silent for a moment, then said with a complicated expression, "Humans cannot compete with technology. Bourbon, you will lose."