Dear Commander-in-Chief

Chapter 238: Private Grudges, Private Solution

Special Assistant Lu had located Gu Meifeng’s current location?

Gu Qiqi’s expression turned cold.

The people around Gong Jue were actually all so formidable.

Bai Lang, who looked like a profligate son of a rich family, was actually a genius doctor who studied mental illnesses.

On the other hand, Special Assistant Lu—who looked honest and kept a low profile—actually had such cool hacking skills. He managed to find Gu Meifeng with just a phone number.

“Where is that damned woman?” Gong Jue asked coldly.

She wanted to drag his woman into a trap with that little trick of using the remote control and the video to threaten her?

She had to ask him first if he agreed!

Assistant Lu pointed to the control console and tapped it quickly before he read it out loud. “438 Golden Gate Avenue... Master Jue, do you want to send your brothers from the Imperial Capital to arrest them now?”

Gong Jue’s gaze was cold. He raised his finger. “No.”

He couldn’t use his team for personal grudges.

In the very next second, he ordered coldly, “Let the twelve armored horses go! Blast them!”

They were the Gong family’s loyal secret guards.

They belonged to Gong Jue alone!

Bai Lang smacked his lips. “Master Jue, Golden Gate Avenue is an area where the high society members in the Imperial Capital gather. Aren’t you afraid of attacking someone else?”

Gong Jue ignored him.

That cold expression clearly told him—I don’t care!

Special Assistant Lu explained, “Young Master Bai, that won’t happen. The twelve armored horses know their limits. They will control the area of the explosion precisely and guarantee that they will only destroy Gu Meifeng’s villa...”

“D*mn it! They’re so advanced!” Bai Lang sighed. Then, he suddenly realized something. “Hey, hey. This won’t do. No matter how advanced a bomb is, it’s impossible to target a person solely, right? If Xiaobei is also with them, we will be unlucky!”

The usually frivolous Bai Lang gave everyone a heads-up at the critical moment.

Just as Gong Jue had analyzed just now, Gu Meifeng was so cunning. It was very likely that she would bring Xiaobei—this trump card—along with her as a bargaining chip.

Gu Qiqi’s small hand couldn’t help but tighten around Gong Jue’s jacket.

Gong Jue’s eyes sank. He clasped her small hand and instructed calmly. “Zoom in on the satellite map a thousand times. Use the infrared sensor system to calculate how many people are in the room!”

Bai Lang sighed. “You’re really angry for a beauty. Gu Qiqi, tell me. Are you a troublemaker?”

Should he get Gong Jue to help him blow up someone the next time his enemy came knocking on his door?

Damn it! How awesome would that be? How satisfying!

Alright, it was better not to be so hopeful. If he didn’t get this special treatment, it would be too embarrassing.

Just as Gong Jue was determined to blast Gu Meifeng and her daughter away...

Gu Qiqi’s small hand moved lightly.

She held him back.

Her red lips parted slightly. “438 Golden Gate Avenue is the Gu family’s old residence in the Imperial Capital. My grandparents and some distant uncles and aunts live there.”

It turned out that Gu Meifeng had escaped to the Imperial Capital.

Thousands of miles away, she remotely ordered the bald man and his gang to besiege her.

Special Assistant Lu also found out. “Reporting to Master Jue, there are indeed a lot of people in that villa!”

Upon hearing this, Gong Jue muttered to himself for a moment and stared at Gu Qiqi. “You decide.”

It wasn’t a problem to blast Gu Meifeng to death.

The key was that so many people had to be buried with her. Furthermore, Xiaobei might be there too.

Gu Qiqi bit her lips. “I’ll call Grandpa first.”

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In the Imperial Capital.

Gu Meifeng watched as Gu Qiqi was about to be smashed to death by “fake Xiaobei”. But at the last second, she was forcefully saved by a tall figure!

She was so angry that she smashed the remote control. “Useless! Those useless people! They can’t even do such a simple thing!”

She dialed Gu Enlong’s number. “Brother Enlong, that little b*tch was saved by someone. That person actually drove a plane here. Do you have strong connections in Qing Cheng that you can send a powerful bomb to the sky or something and blow up that d*mned plane?”

Gu Enlong frowned. “It’s simple for you women to think about things. Do you think that someone who can mobilize a plane to save people is an ordinary person? You even want to blow up someone else. Do you think that a bomb is candy that can be casually thrown away just like that? Even the Empire’s President doesn’t have this ability!”