Chapter 96: Protecting Hostages? We’re More Likely to Strangle Them!

Chapter 96: Protecting Hostages? We’re More Likely to Strangle Them!

Just before midnight, several topics shot up like rockets, landing in the top five trending spots,

catching everyone off guard,

#The Original Brave Ones Join Global Survival, Stay Tuned#

#No Doubt, Lu Yuanhang Is Still Tagging Along This Time#

#Lu Yuanhang Not Arrested Yet?#

#When Will Lu Yuanhang Be Arrested?#

#How Long Will Lu Yuanhang Last in the Survival Show?#

Many night owls on the internet were instantly excited, firing up their keyboards to comment,

"Seriously, sometimes I feel like greeting him every day with, 'Lu Yuanhang, still alive?!'"

"I don't know if it's just me, but it seems like every time Lu Yuanhang appears on a show, it's all planned out on purpose!"

"I agree! Haven't you noticed? His reputation is getting worse, and more and more dirt is being exposed!"

"Not really, if there's so much against him, why is he still around? Honestly, I don't want to see him anymore; he's an eyesore!"

"Global Survival isn't just any show. Without some serious skills, you can't last ten minutes. I'm really curious about what the director hopes to achieve by putting Lu Yuanhang in there. Is it just to watch him fail?"

"Hahaha, probably another way to torture him! I can already picture his miserable fate, jumping around in the jungle!"

"I have a baseless guess that this is some kind of setup by the authorities, waiting to catch a big fish at the end!"

"......"

The discussion on Weibo was lively throughout the night.

The next day, Lu Yuanhang woke up in his large bed.

He stretched lazily and turned off the alarm clock.

Accustomed to luxury, he had the illusion that he was always the superior one, untouchable by anyone,

even if he was ousted from the board, the digits in his bank account were enough to boast about for a lifetime.

Lu Yuanhang carried the suitcase that had been packed by the servants down the stairs, saw Lu Siqi sitting in the dining room having breakfast, hesitated for a moment, then walked straight out.

Hmph,

Why didn't you speak up for me,

and even teamed up with those old guys to mess with me!

I don't even want to talk to you lately!

Lu Yuanhang grumbled to himself but couldn't help sneaking a glance at the dining room,

seeing that Lu Siqi didn't move, he stood at the door with his hands on his hips, "Bro, I'm going to a show, aren't you going to see me off?"

"It's going to take several days to shoot!"

Lu Siqi remained silent, continuing to drink his American coffee.

"Fine, don't regret it!" Lu Yuanhang stormed out of the foyer with his suitcase.

Only then did Lu Siqi lift his eyelids, his gaze cold as he scanned over, muttering, "Idiot."

———

The gathering hotel was already filled with people.

Fans and reporters alike were eagerly awaiting.

This was the first time Huaguo was participating in the Global Survival show, and the media attention was evident.

Even live streamers were broadcasting, spouting off to their screens,

"It's now 7:50, only ten minutes left until the gathering time, and not a single guest has arrived yet. Could they all be planning to arrive late?!"

Comments flooded the screen,

"Shut up, it's not the last minute yet, stop badmouthing the Vendetta Squad!"

"You're right, the Vendetta Squad is very punctual, they never arrive early or late!"

"If they're late, the streamer should eat shit!"

"......"

Seeing how popular the Vendetta Squad had become, the streamer dared not say more and quickly explained, "Don't get mad, I was just joking."

"Bullshit joke, that's how rumors start!"

The streamer suppressed his emotions, eyes glued to his watch,

He didn't believe it, could these people really be so precise to the second?

Ha, even if they're just one second late,

I'll make sure to criticize them harshly!

Just as he was pondering, several cars suddenly sped into view on the screen.

They then parked neatly in front of the hotel where the team was gathering.

The members of the Vendetta Squad slowly got out of the vehicles.

The internet celebrity quickly checked his watch—it was exactly eight o'clock.

Holy crap, what kind of discipline is this?!

Could it be the discipline of Chinese soldiers?!

While he was still gawking, the reporters had already moved forward. "May I ask, do you have confidence in performing well in the global survival game?"

"Pretty good," Yuan Feng scratched his head bashfully. "We'll do our best. I trust my teammates."

The reporter then directed the microphone toward Jian Li. "Brother Li, what about you?"

"It depends. We don't know the strength of our opponents yet, so it's hard to say." Jian Li casually put his hand in his pocket and nudged Huo Xiao with his elbow.

"Brother Xiao, what do you think?"

The reporter's eyes sparkled at their interaction,

and the fans behind them let out a chorus of screams, "Ahhhh—"

"Li Xiao, Li Xiao, Dawn Snack—"

"Dawn Snack, we love you—"

Jian Li looked over in surprise. "What are they shouting?"

"Cheer slogans," Huo Xiao smiled. "Pretty catchy."

When the reporter turned the microphone to Luo Xiaohong, Lu Yuanhang arrived late in a limousine.

She glanced back, her face turning sour. "Hetui—"

"Weren't we supposed to have no dead weight? Why is he here again?!"

Luo Xiaohong, full of disdain, turned to the reporter. "What did you ask me just now?"

"Oh, do you have the confidence to survive until the end?"

Luo Xiaohong pouted. "I did before,"

"Now," she glanced at Lu Yuanhang, "it's uncertain."

By this time, Lu Yuanhang had walked up, smiling at the camera. "Sorry, I'm late. There was a traffic jam this morning."

"Don't apologize," Luo Xiaohong sneered. "We would have been grateful if you hadn't come."

Lu Yuanhang's face darkened, but perhaps used to such treatment, he simply smiled and walked into the hotel.

The director, who was discussing something with an assistant, saw the guests enter through the revolving door and immediately approached them. "You're all pretty early, but we need to hurry because of the time difference abroad."

"The rules for the global survival show are in this booklet. Each of you will get one. Study it carefully during the flight, and don't break any rules."

"Additionally, you have a mission,"

"which is to protect the hostage and survive until the end!"

Luo Xiaohong sensed something was off and was the first to speak up. "Who is the hostage?!"

The director smiled slyly. "Whoever is the weakest, of course. Do I need to spell it out?"

Everyone's gaze instantly focused on Lu Yuanhang,

who shrank back, protesting in a low voice, "I'm not... the weakest."

"Ha—"

Someone in the crowd couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.

Luo Xiaohong suddenly raised her hand. "Excuse me, I can't do this task."

"Why?" the director asked.

"Because she's afraid," Jian Li interjected calmly, "we'll be the ones to strangle the hostage first."