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Chapter 129 Turning the Enemy to a Surrender

Chapter 130 Turning the Enemy to a Surrender

"So you're actually so kind-hearted, not wanting me to get dragged into this abyss. I really have to thank you!"

Yu Zhen pointed to the location where they were lying in ambush in the next guest room, "If I'm not mistaken, there's a big surprise that could appear in that room at any moment?"

The young woman didn't know much of the specific details.

However, seeing Yu Zhen's unwavering attitude...

They mistakenly assumed that Yu Zhen already knew everything.

She looked a little flustered.

The real show hasn't even started yet, and if my secrets are exposed now, wouldn't I be labeled a traitor? Aside from the mission failing, how will I handle the aftermath? That's a huge problem.

Only then did she vaguely realize what was happening.

Why was this dashing and handsome young man from the mainland rambling on and on with all this nonsense?

It's obvious that they're deliberately trying to create a misconception for others.

She tipped them off.

Now I regret it, but it's too late, and I can't change anything.

There was nothing she could do; these mainlanders could leave at any time, but for her, she was already a lost soul with no home to return to.

After what happened today.

It's likely that she won't even have her "sphere of influence" left if she wants to sell in the future.

"What do you want me to do?" the woman asked bluntly. Since she had no way out, she was betting that the man in front of her wouldn't be so heartless.

Wise people know when to stop and when to stop.

Seeing that his casual trickery had actually yielded a great reward, Yu Zhen was secretly delighted.

"That depends on your expectations and aspirations for future achievements."

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"The future? Ha, what future could someone like me possibly hope for?"

The woman gave an awkward, bitter smile; it wasn't that she didn't believe Yu Zhen.

She knew all too well that she had embarked on a path of no return, and there was no easy way to turn back.

Don't underestimate yourself.

""

"Thank you for the comforting words."

"I'm not offering comfort, much less making empty promises."

"Thank you anyway, comrade."

"No, no, no, you really can trust me this once, or perhaps I should put it another way: you should trust our motherland one more time—"

Yu Zhen suddenly became emotional.

Upon hearing the long-unheard words "motherland," the woman's expression visibly brightened.

Her voice was soft and gentle, "How could someone like me have the nerve to talk about the motherland again?!"

"What kind of talk is that!"

Yu Zhen retorted, "As long as you haven't actually betrayed your ancestors and become a traitor, and everything else is just due to the pressures of life, how can you not be qualified to talk about the motherland? As long as you still consider yourself a Dongguo person, you will always be qualified to talk about the words 'motherland' in this lifetime. No one can take away your bloodline and origin—"

Yu Zhen signaled to the other party to slow down their footsteps.

The two had arrived at the guest room door. The woman cooperated and opened the door together with perfect understanding. They went inside, closed the door behind them, and locked it with a click.

A complete process.

This already sends a strong signal of "success" to the paparazzi reporters hiding in the shadows.

"What should I do next?"

"Let's make some noise first," Yu Zhenfei quickly walked to the window, lifted a corner of the curtain and peeked outside, "just like you always do."

The woman blushed.

Is the process and rhythm the same as before?

She then began to unbutton her clothes and take them off, emitting suppressed, divine sounds like a wildcat rejoicing at the arrival of spring.

Yu Zhen was about ten meters away.

I was startled by the sudden sound and instantly got goosebumps.

Director Qin hid in a corner with his camera.

Everything Liu Zichuan did after taking Yu Zhen downstairs was captured by his camera lens.

Outside the Four Seas Hotel, amidst the gathered crowd, mainland staff working in Hong Kong were busily engaged in genuine communication and contact, inquiring about their true intentions for coming here.

There were British-speaking ghost messengers driving assault vehicles, with a large number of fully armed ghost messengers waiting on their side.

It seems that Dai Ying has no good intentions and is completely happy to see things escalate.

to be honest.

Knowing that the delegation was staying there, the wise leader dared not openly cause any disruption.

But deep down, how could they possibly sit idly by and watch as the relationship between East Korea and the United States grows ever closer?

Yu Zhenfei quickly slipped out of the window.

The woman stared, stunned. "Comrade, you—"

"Don't worry, just keep acting. Trust me, when we meet again soon, you will be reborn." After saying this, he seemed to be a giant monkey, clinging to the building outside the window, and in a few moments, he actually climbed up the building.

A short while later.

The person has appeared from another floor.

Inside the guest room, the noise increased even more.

Liu Zichuan reappeared in sight.

It seemed that his reappearance was the signal to act. The door to the next room suddenly opened, and a group of men and women, holding cameras and even carrying video cameras, rushed out and pounced on the room that Yu Zhen and his companion had just entered like mad dogs.

Liu Zichuan looked utterly terrified. "What are you doing? Who are you people? What are you doing?!"

Good heavens, at this very moment, he actually started acting out a scene, pretending to be very protective of the "truth" inside the guest room.

He looked nervous.

The paparazzi reporters were quite the actors; one of them shouted, "We've been invited to interview the great writer Yu, what are you saying we're here for?!"

"That's right, that's right! We were notified to come here to interview the great writer Yu!!"

"This is the room number they gave us —"

"Hey, listen up! There's a sound coming from this guest room—"

"What the hell is that sound?!"

"Speaking so loudly in broad daylight is outrageous!!"

"Shameless! Absolutely shameless!!"

"My goodness! Isn't this the room where the great writer Yu is staying?"

"Is the great writer Yu so insatiable with desire?"

"This is unbelievable!!"

"Could it be that the great writer is experiencing life, gathering inspiration from the diverse and vibrant lifestyles beyond the mainland—"

Liu Zichuan looked terrified. "Nonsense! You're all talking nonsense!! It's impossible for our great writer Yu to be in the guest room. Don't spread rumors and make baseless accusations, or we'll make them regret it!"

The scene was noisy and chaotic.

The atmosphere immediately became lively.

boom! !

Suddenly, a paparazzi reporter kicked open the guest room door.

With a whoosh, the paparazzi reporters pushed past Liu Zichuan and swarmed into the guest room.

Liu Zichuan roared, "You've gone too far!!!"