If you want to be a good person, find Huadi

At dawn, Na Long picked up the phone and dialed a number. He had been awake all this time, waiting for this call to confirm Guo Yingnan's life or death. The call was quickly connected, but the news on the other end was not good news. Guo Yingnan was not dead. In an instant, Na Long was furious. After hanging up, Na Long smashed everything in the study. When Na Long emerged from Na Huang's secret room, everyone could sense his gloomy mood. No one dared to speak to him, and everyone was cautious.

Nalong wasn't in the mood to rest. Instead, he arrived at the Governor's Mansion. He kicked open the door to yesterday's meeting room, and the smell of alcohol and lust poured out. Inside lay more than a dozen white, slick bodies. Yes, Anthony Senna and Mr. Bird, upon hearing the news of Guo Yingnan's death, happily threw a nude party.

"Everyone, get up! Get out, everyone who's not involved." With the dragon's roar, everyone in the conference room woke up. Then, the dragon saw a familiar figure among the white bodies. "Damn! Mr. Bird is the real ruler of the Governor's Mansion," the dragon thought to himself.

"Oh, it's the head of the Long family. Come, let's have a couple of drinks together and have some fun. You don't know how great they are." Anthony Senna was awakened by the roar. When he saw that it was Long in a daze, he took the initiative to invite him to join in the fun.

"Drink shit! I'm so pissed off, Bird! Bird!" The dragon's anger was rising like a raging fire. He was anxious to find Mr. Bird immediately, wishing he could get him to drive out all those annoying guys right away.

"Here you are! What brought you here so early?" Mr. Bird looked bewilderedly at the dragon that had suddenly appeared and called out to him, his eyes filled with confusion. "Take Anthony and get cleaned up quickly, and then get these ungrateful bitches out of here! Something terrible has happened!" The dragon, noticing the presence of others, knew he couldn't easily reveal the shocking secret of Guo Yingnan's survival.

"Okay, okay, we'll do it right away." Mr. Bird realized that something important was happening and quickly responded. Then, he pulled Anthony Senna to the bathroom next door, "Come on, Anthony, go wash up first." Anthony Senna stared at his wet hair with reluctance, and reluctantly followed Mr. Bird into the bathroom.

A moment later, the two returned to the conference room. Anthony Senna's hair was still dripping with water. He glared at everyone, his tone filled with dissatisfaction. "Holy crap, then, you better have something really serious going on." Anthony Senna was furious. He hadn't slept for nearly thirty hours. Being woken up so soon after falling asleep was no fun. Just then, the dragon slowly spoke, "Guo Yingnan isn't dead. Furthermore, this is the key proposal Huaxia will propose during today's negotiations. Discuss it carefully. I have to leave first." With that, the dragon head turned and left, leaving the two in the conference room staring at each other in shock and confusion.

Anthony, how could that mysterious dragon deceive us? It seems Guo Yingnan is truly incredibly lucky. Even such a powerful bomb failed to kill him. This is truly astonishing, and it forces us to reevaluate this fellow's tenacious vitality. We must hurry and carefully formulate a negotiation plan for today based on the valuable intelligence the dragon has brought us. At the same time, this plan must be quickly transmitted back to Rand for the Prime Minister's final approval. However, given the current situation, it seems too late to commence formal negotiations today. After careful consideration, we believe it is best to notify the Chinese side and postpone the negotiations originally scheduled for today until tomorrow. After all, rushing forward could cause unnecessary trouble and embarrassment.

Mr. Bird said solemnly to the Prime Minister's special commissioner Anthony Senna with a serious face: "No, we must not take the initiative to request an extension. If we do so, wouldn't it be too embarrassing for us? We represent the dignity and image of the country!" Although Anthony Senna was somewhat reluctant, he was also aware of the delicate situation at the time. He had to suppress his inner dissatisfaction and still wanted to do his best to maintain their so-called pitiful face.

"You'd better report this to the Prime Minister as soon as possible and let him decide whether to postpone it personally." Mr. Bird said firmly, with a hint of helplessness and worry in his eyes.

After Anthony Senna hurried back home to give the Prime Minister a detailed report, they finally made a formal decision and quickly notified Director Wang of the Overseas Chinese Affairs Office, earnestly requesting an extension of the negotiations. Immediately afterwards, the staff of the Governor's Office became busy, as if infused with new strength. They sprang into action, racing against time to prepare for the relevant matters, determined to come up with a practical and feasible negotiation plan as soon as possible to cope with the upcoming extension.

Meanwhile, Huadi's anxious heart felt like it was being gnawed by countless ants, and he couldn't sit still in the hospital. He was like an ant on a hot pot, his mind constantly replaying the earth-shattering explosion in the Pengcheng Military Sub-district last night. It was like a thunderclap, hammering down on his heart. He had already learned of this devastating event that shocked the entire city, and his worry for Guo Yingnan surged like a tidal wave. Although he had previously contacted Guo Yingnan by phone, the anxiety still followed him like a shadow, lingering in his heart and making it difficult for him to calm down. In desperation, he took Twelve Young Master with him and set off to the Hualian Office to find Director Wang, hoping that he would lend a hand and help them travel to Pengcheng to investigate.

As Hua Di hurried to Director Wang's office, fate seemed to be playing a trick on them. Director Wang had just received a notice from the Hong Kong Governor's Office, informing them that the originally scheduled negotiations would be postponed. Seeing the slightly helpless expression on Director Wang's face, Hua Di couldn't help but think to himself, "It seems that Uncle Nan's lucky encounter last night has caused quite a bit of trouble for those Eagle Country guys."

Director Wang sighed softly and began slowly, "Yes, last night was a truly thrilling scene! They paid a heavy price, a heavy bloodshed!" A flicker of regret flashed in his eyes as he continued, "At the time, a master comparable in strength to Wu Dehui personally attacked, wielding a full fifty kilograms of C4 explosives. If it weren't for the safety concerns, there weren't even any barracks around Mr. Guo's compound. Otherwise, our soldiers would have suffered even greater losses. After such a fierce battle, of the dozens of brave soldiers who defended Mr. Guo, only three were lucky enough to survive. The rest..." At this point, Director Wang's voice grew low and mournful, his expression a heartbreaking expression. He pursed his lips tightly, tears glistening in his eyes, as if the lives lost were the most precious treasures in his heart, now gone forever.

"The invaders have always maintained that kind of unreasonable and wanton attitude, as if the whole world is under their control. And we, only by constantly making ourselves stronger and having enough power to intimidate them, can we make these invaders truly afraid and never dare to bully us easily again." Hua Di said with a solemn expression, the light flashing in his eyes revealed determination and unwillingness.

Hua Di then said, "I want to retaliate. Do you think it's okay?"

"What did you say? I don't understand. Aren't you young people always advocating so-called freedom, doing whatever you want? How come you suddenly come up with such a strange idea?" Director Wang deliberately pretended not to hear Huadi's words, trying to use this method to cover up his inner uneasiness or other emotions.

"I want to go to Pengcheng." Huadi finally plucked up the courage to tell the purpose of his trip. Although his voice was not loud, it contained endless determination.

Director Wang frowned slightly, lost in a moment of contemplation, his mind racing through all the possible scenarios and consequences. After a moment, he slowly spoke, "It's best if you go to Pengcheng. Those Eagle Country guys have completely lost their minds, and no one can predict what madness they'll commit next. Things are certainly not peaceful in Hong Kong right now. I'll arrange for you to go to Pengcheng; it might be relatively safer." Without hesitation, Director Wang picked up the phone, dialed a number, and whispered into the receiver, urging his subordinates to quickly handle the necessary paperwork for Huadi's trip to Pengcheng. Every movement was decisive and resolute, as if preparing for the unknown risks that lay ahead.