My Beloved Super Fierce Wife
Chapter 429, you messed with someone you shouldn’t have, you’re doomed.

Chapter 429: 429, you messed with someone you shouldn’t have, you’re doomed.

The Guest House director nodded repeatedly, "Okay, okay, I got it, I’ll handle it right away."

In the following time, besides the third floor, people from the other floors of the Guest House quietly left without notice.

Since it was still not too late, there weren’t many people returning to the Guest House, so the evacuation was not difficult and did not cause any waves.

At the same time, the Guest House was subtly surrounded from all sides.

Just like the most dangerous place is the safest, the more natural you behave, the less likely you are to raise suspicions.

A group of people with special acting skills strolled in and out of the Guest House with majesty.

After changing shifts, the Guest House was as usual.

After disguising himself, Gu Yingzhou, pretending to be a nerdy Technician, wandered around in the Guest House.

Upon capturing a sneaky suspect, through interrogation, it was revealed that four thugs had entered the Guest House.

Their purpose was to obtain the latest research results of the senior Kong Fangren.

Kong Fangren, a talent who willingly returned from abroad, was of obvious importance.

This criminal gang had impure motives aimed at hindering Zhonghua Country’s development, their intentions most malicious...

And the man who barged into Tangtang’s room was none other than the minor leader of this theft operation, Scorpion.

The trouble was, he had an iron clump in his hand.

According to the honest confession of the captured, their operation had been well planned in advance, with each person’s role clearly defined and their missions kept secret—the one who had been caught was tasked with being the lookout...

After receiving the intelligence, Gu Yingzhou glanced at the man lying on the ground like a pile of mud, his limbs spread out, and snorted coldly.

Ignoring the man’s gaze on the ground, which looked upon him as if he saw an evil spirit, he found a piece of rag to gag Spy Number One’s mouth.

Hanging the man from the beam, maintaining a posture of tiptoes touching the ground, he calmly exited the storage room.

Knowing that Scorpion had a musket, Gu Yingzhou knew he couldn’t be rash.

After leaving the Guest House, he discussed tactics with the head of the public security, his uncle Chen Feng, and a silent operation of clearing spies and rescuing hostages began.

Guest House lobby.

Chen Feng held a small white flower he seemed to have plucked from nowhere, his hair in a perfect 3:7 split, freshly dressed, exuding the air of a dashing playboy on the pursuit of a lady.

He wore a smile on his face, but his eyes swept the surroundings discreetly.

He asked, "Yingzhou, have you figured it out yet?"

At this moment, Gu Yingzhou was still in his disguise.

His hair was disheveled, and his skin a shade darker.

Wearing plain glasses, hunched over, with a megaphone in hand—any trace of his usual demeanor absent.

He looked like a lowly assistant to Young Master Chen, nearly invisible.

Upon hearing the question, he replied, "Yes, a spy code-named Scorpion has brought three others into the Guest House, targeting Lin Tang and two female comrades have been... taken hostage, the situation in the room is unclear."

As he spoke, the man pursed his thin lips, a shadow flickering in the eyes hidden behind the glasses.

His fingers snapped crisply.

Chen Feng felt a chill almost tangible beside him.

He silently lit a candle for the thugs who had broken into the Guest House, thinking to himself: You’ve touched someone you shouldn’t have, and now you’re in for it!

To console his friend, he said, "...Nothing will happen."

Just then, Gu Yingzhou sensed a probing and malicious gaze.

Wary of startling the snake, he did not look in that direction.

He suddenly spoke in a silly tone, "Don’t worry, Brother Chen, I definitely won’t mess up your plans.

Erhua will definitely not reject you again, she will definitely agree to date you this time."

Chen Feng: "?!" Erhua? Wasn’t his script supposed to be romancing someone called Little Huahua?

Er?

Chen Feng’s mind whirred, then quickly caught on.

Yingzhou was hinting that the second thug couldn’t hold back his impulse to react.

Where? Where?! Desperate to know, his face remained composed, not changing a bit.

He casually flipped his hair.

"Of course, I’m the one and only dragon from heaven to earth; it’s her good fortune that Erhua gets to be my girl. If she weren’t a bit pretty, would I bother looking at her?"

A smile threatened to break on Gu Yingzhou’s tense face as he barely held back a reaction to Chen’s absurd words.

Bowing his head, expressionlessly he said, "...Yes."

Those who came out to investigate the noise, upon hearing the conversation, assumed it was just a rich playboy and his assistant, learning from Westerners, pursuing women in the Guest House; they sneered and disappeared around the corner.

As the figure vanished, an inconspicuous man signaled Gu Yingzhou and promptly followed.

Gu Yingzhou’s gaze deepened as he exchanged a look with Chen Feng.

The two headed straight towards the third floor.

Reaching the third floor, Gu Yingzhou adjusted his glasses and handed the megaphone to Chen Feng, taking a step back.

Chen Feng, unaware, stepped forward.

Loudly speaking through the megaphone, he called out, "Erhua, I know you’re in there, come out quickly..."

With his call, the third floor suddenly came to life.

Lin Tang, starved to the point of a burning stomach, blinked in surprise, her eyes lightly flickering.

Her heartbeat sped up.

The middle-aged man in the room tensed, immediately grabbing the musket.

Pressing his ear against the door, he became extremely alert.

The lack of a peephole on the door meant he couldn’t see outside.

The windows were on the side near the window, with the curtains tightly drawn; other than the lamp, there was no other light in the room.

The man’s expression was grave, his body tense as a bowstring drawn back.

The noise outside grew louder.

Clearly audible from the room.

As the sound approached, the man’s face grew uglier.

Only a ’click’ was heard, the sound of the musket being cocked.

Lin Tang’s face stiffened, a flash of irritation in her eyes.

Damn, had she known it wasn’t loaded, she would have fought back the moment she stepped in the door.

A certain plant flashed through her mind.

Suddenly, the door was bumped from the outside.

’Bang’—

The man’s eyes hardened, sweeping towards Lin Tang as he pulled her closer.

With a sinister gaze toward the door, he demanded, "What did you do?" He suspiciously glared at Lin Tang, pressing the musket to her head, his voice dark.

Lin Tang always remembered she should seem like a non-threatening delicate damsel, unable to break character.

She quivered, stuttering weakly, "...I, I did nothing."

The middle-aged man watched her intently for a long while, then snorted dismissively.

"As if you’d dare."

After all, this coward had been under his watchful eye the whole time, far more sensible than the other two.

"Drive the people at the door away," he commanded threateningly.

Lin Tang, employed as a tool, thought to herself: "..."

She hadn’t expected him to come up with such a rotten idea and felt rather speechless.

But, with no choice, she complied.

She immediately stuck her head out and scolded, "What’s all the noise out there? Go away! Who’s making a racket at this late hour, got something wrong in your head..."

Her tone was overbearing, full of energy.

Outside, Gu Yingzhou breathed a sigh of relief at the sound of the young girl’s voice.

It was good that Tangtang was unharmed.

It seemed that the people inside hadn’t realized something was amiss; their plan had succeeded for the most part.

With that in mind, he gestured towards Lin Tang’s room, giving Chen Feng a meaningful look.