The Bootlicking Antagonist Only Wants to Survive, but the Female Lead Refuses to Follow the Usual Plot

Chapter 271 Advanced Victory, You Will Always Be a Stinky Rat

Lu Chengwen lit a cigarette, his expression like a devil as he walked back into the building.

His eyes burned fiercely, filled with hatred.

Stopping by a fire safety box, he smashed the glass with his fist and grabbed a fire axe.

Tilting his head back, he exhaled a puff of smoke.

"Today, I'm going to play God."

Everyone inside grew excited. A man who had left had now returned—what that meant for those desperate to survive was self-evident.

They screamed, cried, begged, and struggled.

With a swing of the axe, one lock shattered, and a group of people flooded out.

Another swing, another lock shattered...

Lu Chengwen finished the job himself, alone in the now-empty building. He lit another cigarette and then discarded the axe, heading toward the exit.

When he stepped outside, he was stunned.

More than 300 people were gathered in an open yard, surrounded by soldiers keeping watch.

A spotlight focused on him. Sitting in a military jeep, the Buddha was puffing on a cigar.

"Mr. Lu! I'm now completely certain you weren't here to do business."

Lu Chengwen flicked his cigarette to the ground and crushed it with his shoe.

He said in a clear, commanding, "How much are they worth? I'll pay you!"

The Buddha shook his head. "This isn't about money; it's about credibility."

At that moment, a luxury sedan pulled up nearby. A general stepped out, his expression stern as he surveyed the scene. He turned to the Buddha and began berating him harshly.

The Buddha got out of his jeep and stood before the general, bowing his head submissively, enduring the scolding.

Lu Chengwen walked forward, watching as some of the guards beat the escaping captives, who wailed and begged for forgiveness.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Others began pointing at Lu Chengwen, accusing him of orchestrating the escape.

Soon, the majority joined in, blaming Lu Chengwen for everything.

The general fixed his gaze on Lu Chengwen. "Mr. Lu, I thought we could be friends, which is why I've always treated you with respect. But now, it's clear you've disrupted my country."

"When I was inaugurated, I swore that anyone who attempts to destabilize, invade, or harm my homeland would become my enemy—and I would eliminate them!"

The Buddha stared coldly at Lu Chengwen as if to say:

Do you want to be a savior? Who do you think you are?

You're not getting out of this alive. None of these people are leaving. In a few days, my business will continue as usual, and my profits will keep rolling in—with a general as my shield.

And you, Lu Chengwen? You're nothing.

Several soldiers pressed guns on Lu Chengwen, forcing him into a tent.

The Buddha approached the crowd, lighting another cigar. He blew out a puff of smoke and addressed them loudly, like a lion roaring:

"Did you see that!?"

"Take a good look! Do you understand what this means? For those of you clinging to hope for the future, let me spell it out: There is none. Your fate is sealed! For the rest of your lives, you're mine—to command, to profit from!"

"Even if someone comes to save you, ask yourself—can they take on an entire army?"

"Ungrateful bastards! How did you even end up here? Have you forgotten? Greed!"

"You worthless lot couldn't earn a living back home, so what made you think life abroad would magically be better? No education, no skills, no sense of reality or self-awareness!"

"Once you're in my hands, you belong to me for life. My dogs! Rebelling!?"

"Damn it! Every man, lose a finger! Every woman, twenty lashes! Let this be a lesson: betrayal has a price. Always."

"As long as I live, not even the king of heaven can take you away! Understand? I said it, and I mean it!"

"I am your god!"

Just then, the tent flaps opened, and two soldiers lifted the canvas. Lu Chengwen and the general walked out, laughing and chatting like old friends.

The general handed Lu Chengwen a cigar, lighting it for him. He even patted Lu Chengwen on the back, speaking quickly in English.

Lu Chengwen laughed heartily, shaking the general's hand before hugging him.

The Buddha was dumbfounded.

The general's adjutant stepped forward. "Orders!"

All the soldiers snapped to attention with a loud clap.

"Escort everyone to the airport!"

The Buddha panicked. "Wait! Hold on! Hold on!"

He rushed forward. "General, these people are mine—they're my property!"

The general stared at the Buddha. "These people were illegally detained by you. As a general of this nation, I will not allow such inhumane acts in my country!"

The Buddha protested, "They're not just my property—they're yours too! Didn't I share my profits with you?"

The general's face twisted in anger. "Nonsense! Do you think I'd stoop so low as to partake in this filth? Watch your tone, or I'll tear your mouth apart and lock you up!"

The Buddha turned to Lu Chengwen, panic in his eyes. "Lu Chengwen, what have you done?"

Lu Chengwen took a long drag from his cigar. "Oh, nothing much."

He walked over to the convoy of vehicles, counting heads carefully, completely ignoring the Buddha.

The Buddha followed the general, still trying to explain himself. The two men entered a tent to continue their discussion.

Meanwhile, Lu Chengwen meticulously tallied the number of people, ensuring everyone was loaded into vehicles. He then removed his gold watch and handed it to the captain responsible for overseeing the operation.

"You've worked hard."

The captain hesitated briefly before accepting the watch with a smile. "This is a fine piece."

"Don't sell it to just anyone; they'll cheat you. Find someone trustworthy. This watch is a limited edition and is still appreciated. You can get at least $200,000 for it."

The captain was overjoyed. "Mr. Lu, your generosity is unparalleled!"

Leaning closer, Lu Chengwen said, "I'm the type of person who knows how to spend money—especially on friends."

"Yes! Friends! Haha, how do you say it in your language?"

"Puh—peng! Yih—yo! Friends!"

"Friend!"

"Ha ha! Friend!"

Lu Chengwen said, "Send all these people to the airport."

Lu Chengwen lightly tapped his chest with the hand holding the cigar. "Not a single one less."

"Don't worry! We are friends! Fr-friend!"

"Haha, you're learning fast! If one day you visit China, look for me!"

Lu Chengwen pointed to himself, "I promise you'll make big money! Live the high life!"

"Yes! Friend—friend!"

"That's right, friend!"

佛爷 (Fo Ye) walked out of the tent, his face dark as iron.

The base he had meticulously built over the years had been dismantled in such a blatant manner by Lu Chengwen.

The hatred in his heart was indescribable.

"Lu Chengwen, what exactly did you say to the general?"

Lu Chengwen smiled and said, "Not much. You told me before that the general is a great hero of exceptional talent, didn't you? Recently, he's been strapped for cash and has a lot of areas that need funding. So, I simply… heh, provided some support!"

"You said you don't get involved in overseas political power struggles!"

"I don't!" Lu Chengwen said, "I just transferred 12 billion to the general's account. Whether he uses it to buy piglets or set up a chicken farm, that's none of my concern."

Fo Ye looked at him in shock. "You spent 12 billion for three hundred useless people!? They just pinned all the blame on you moments ago!"

The people boarding the vehicles looked at Lu Chengwen in shame, their heads lowered as they climbed into the cars.

Lu Chengwen elegantly waved his hand, cigar in between his fingers. "Back home, I've built houses for people and still got pelted with rotten eggs! I'm the saint of this story. Do you know what being a saint means? It means being cheap—it means loving to help people! What's the matter? Feeling annoyed with me now?"

"Lu Chengwen!"

Fo Ye gritted his teeth, walking toward the general. "General, as long as you capture Lu Chengwen, money is no issue. It'll far exceed 12 billion. I can take him down! He's no match for me in combat!"

The general shook his head. "Why don't you understand yet? Haven't I made myself clear enough? What you're doing is illegal! It's an inhumane act that violates humanitarian principles!"

"But… but this will ruin my business! It's all over!"

Lu Chengwen laughed heartily. "Capture me? I promised the general I'd serve as his guide. Once he ascends to power, I'll invite him for a friendly visit to Snow City. If all goes well, he might even officially get an invitation from China."

Lu Chengwen patted Fo Ye on the shoulder. "You're just a rat in a stinking ditch, an inconsequential nobody. When the general restores his nation, what does he need most? Recognition from major powers, diplomatic relations, and even entering the United Nations. Can you provide that?"

Fo Ye was stunned.

He gritted his teeth. "Lu Chengwen, I'll fight you to the end!"

The captain, who had received the gold watch, immediately pressed a gun to Fo Ye's chest, threatening him in English, "Step back! Step back!"

Lu Chengwen turned and shook hands with the general:

"General, I look forward to meeting you again in Snow City. I believe that with your charisma, you'll become a legendary figure sought after by all. And your benevolent deeds today will undoubtedly make the Chinese people see you as a hero. I eagerly await your visit to China!"

"Dear Lu, I firmly believe that no star can shine brighter than the radiance of friendship. Please convey my blessings to the Chinese people and my deep love for that land."

"General, it's best to wrap this up neatly. You know, the sooner they return, the sooner the news will explode over there. By then, you'll be a hero in the eyes of the entire international community! Get ready for interviews from Western and Asian media alike!"

The general became even more excited: "Rest assured, I'll immediately contact the Chinese Ministry of Foreign Affairs. Once they arrive at the airport, they'll take off right away. Moreover, the Chinese ambassador to South Myanmar will personally welcome them at the airport. Please rest assured."

Lu Chengwen walked up to Fo Ye and smiled at him.

At this moment, Fo Ye looked like a wilting eggplant.

Lu Chengwen tilted his head at him. "You're finished."

"What did you say?"

"Look at you; you don't have the intellect to be a big shot!"

Lu Chengwen leaned closer. "I can guarantee you that as soon as I leave, you'll be arrested. Soldiers are already raiding your home, and your accounts have been frozen."

"No… Impossible! I'm under the general's protection!"

"The general has plenty of dogs under his command. One more or less makes no difference. You've already offended him; do you still expect him to keep you around? Of course not! He'll squeeze every last drop of profit from you and then get rid of you!"

Fo Ye looked at Lu Chengwen in horror. "You… you…"

Lu Chengwen leaned even closer. "You don't have any kids, do you? Hopefully not. Because you're nothing but a rat in a ditch. The odds are, your descendants will be rats too. And if not, they'll spend their lives ashamed of you."

Lu Chengwen patted his shoulder, turned around, and got into the car, heading straight to the airport.

Fo Ye glanced around, realizing that armed soldiers were indeed approaching him.

He tried to negotiate with the general again, but a few men pressed their guns against him.

Fo Ye shouted, "General! General! I still have things to report to you, General…"

The general looked at him from a distance, didn't even spare him a glance, and continued discussing something with an officer.

That officer nodded repeatedly, then glanced at Fo Ye, still nodding and speaking.

Fo Ye understood. He was finished.

Lu Chengwen sat in the car and exhaled deeply.

Looking back, he saw Fo Ye leap into the air, wielding two blades, charging straight at the general.

The blades flashed—

A finely crafted head soared into the sky.

Lu Chengwen slapped the driver's seat. "Drive, drive!"