"Understood." Dorres said. "I'll make the right arrangements for them. What are you going to do next? If you don't have a place to hide, I can help you find a place. ”

"You don't have to worry about that." Guo Boyang said. "I've already contacted my friends in China. They will put pressure on the Han officials here. I have already contacted the reporter, and for the next period of time, I will live in the military camp of the Han Kingdom. If something happens to me, all the blame will be on the Han military. ”

Yuan Sen snorted lightly.

"This is the best opportunity we have had since we came to Xinkaifeng." On the phone, Guo Boyang continued. "What are you going to do with it?"

Is it? The best chance?

No, this description is wrong. I'll give you a better chance right away. Yuan Sen looked at Guo Boyang on the phone and thought like this.

"It doesn't take much effort to do that." Dorres said. "Letting those reporters play freely is enough to make the Han officials here anxious. and put some pressure on them from other angles...."

By the time he said this, Yuan Sen had already pulled out a bomb from the space. After that, he went to a corner, a more secluded place, and planted the bomb there.

This bomb is different from the last one, it is not a rapid burn, but a violent vibration.

Like the incendiary bomb, it doesn't deal much direct damage, but it doesn't have any problems destroying buildings or something. After putting down this one, Yuan Sen went up the stairs again, and placed a few on other floors.

Since the previous fire was the best chance for you, this is the better chance! You're welcome, thank me as much as you like!

3rd floor, 7th floor, 10th floor.... After planting the bombs, Yuan Sen came to the 12th floor.

There are very few people on this floor. As Yuan Sen walked down the corridor looking for a place to plant the bomb, he heard the sound of someone talking in an office.

"What do you think, how about we leave now?" When I got closer, I saw two people sitting opposite a desk, and the big fat man sitting inside the desk said.

"Leave?" The person on the other side of the desk didn't make a sound, but the voice of Dores downstairs sounded on the desk. "Morrill, we're talking about a counterattack."

Yuan Sen followed the sound and found that it was a phone on the table that made the sound. Are Dores and Guo Boyang done talking? No.... He said he was talking...

By the way, he called this man Morrill.... Merrill. Dennis?

Yuan Sen stopped his movements and carefully looked at the two people.

The fat man in front of the phone looked middle-aged, half-bald on the top of his head, and his sparse brown hair drooped there casually. On that face, there is a high nose bridge, a drooping double chin, and a pair of small blue eyes full of shrewdness.

Across from him, a taller, thinner man sat in the guest's seat. He also has brown hair, a high nose bridge, blue eyes, tight eyebrows, gray hair, and looks much older than the fat man.... Who is this person?

"This is our best chance since we came to this city.," Doreus's voice rang again on the phone. Think about it: "The Han government brutally cracked down on the opposition", the front page of the newspaper: "Famous scholar was burned to death for insisting on the truth", and the character review: "Voltaire in contemporary times". If these are done well, they can deal a heavy blow to the psychology of those Han people! ”

"It's all good." The same Mr. Morrill said again. "But there may be dangers, and it is not surprising that those who can do it to Guo Boyang will do it to us."

Wise man. Yuan Sen looked at the fat man and laughed a few times in his heart.

"Danger? Impossible. On the phone, Dorles' voice said categorically. We also have a lot of journalists here, and if they dare to do something to us, how will these journalists report on them? These Han people are not confused, and they will not do this kind of thing of 'losing big because of a small thing'. ”

"The function of a journalist is to take revenge after the fact." Morrill looked at the person across the table and said. "It's effective when it's used for bargaining and deterring people. But when we meet impulsive, fist-talking, people who can't protect us. ”

"Guo Boyang or something, it's just a tool. It's not our job to put ourselves on these tools. ”

As he spoke, the fat man groaned. "Before, that Guo... Principal Guo's nephew came to explain to me that when the previous grant was scammed away, I didn't want to continue working with these people. Although they have a high diploma and enough hatred for the Han government, their IQ is generally insufficient. ”

"That's it—" Dorus on the other side of the phone also muttered. It's a bit ridiculous indeed. ”

"Now it's happening again." Morrill continued. "Our work is not in a hurry, and this time the opponent is difficult to deal with .... Protecting yourself is the most important thing. ”

"What about Guo Boyang?" Dorles asked on the phone.

"He's always worth something." Morrill laughed. "Even if those Han people are on guard this time and can't achieve the same effect as Pu Jiacheng, since they escaped death, they must be full of intentions for revenge."

"He's said before that there's a good plan, but you need money." Dorres said.

"You can give him some first." Morrill looked at the person across the table again and said. "Of course, I'm just suggesting. But don't give too much at once .... You know, hanging on him all the time. This kind of person, if he really gets too much money, maybe he will run away. ”

"He? No way. There was some hesitation in Doreus's voice, and then he moved on to something else. What will happen to the money we have invested here if we retreat? ”

"Just wait for the value to rise." Morrill said. "The city is developing very well, and the money invested here will soon multiply several times. Even if the money is used to build the orphanage, the value of the land will quickly appreciate. ”

"Didn't those Han people intend to take us as prey?" Dorres asked. "These properties...."

"As long as they don't do anything about it, they can't do anything." Morrill said. "After all, they also need money from the outside world."

"Ugh." Dorus let out a soft sigh. "If you go, how can you explain to the above?"

"That's something for Robbile to think about." Morrill said. "Just do what you have to do."

With that, he hung up the phone and looked at the person opposite. "Sorry for the delay, what do you want to ask?"

"What do you think the Han people suddenly did this time?" The middle-aged man on the other side asked.