Hong Kong variety show: Young Master Kun, the ultimate behind-the-scenes boss!

"The situation is urgent. We must come up with a solution. More than ten hostages have already died." Huang Zhiyao looked at his subordinates with a gloomy expression.

If there were no hostages, his elite men could easily take down these terrorists in no time, and any sacrifices wouldn't matter.

This puts Li Sir and her team in a difficult position. They're willing to charge into battle, but asking them to come up with solutions? Especially under these circumstances, they really have no idea.

"Wait, Director, look..." Zhou Xingxing suddenly pointed into the campus with a surprised expression and reported to Huang Zhiyao.

"Look, what are you looking at? I'm looking at..." Huang Zhiyao was a little irritated and was about to say something when he was dumbfounded.

Not only was Huang Zhiyao dumbfounded, but the police officers and media reporters present were also dumbfounded.

"Are these hostages?"

Several hundred teachers and students were seen running outside the campus.

"Wait, don't run! There's a bomb!" Huang Zhiyao snapped out of his daze and quickly shouted through a megaphone.

Regardless of the students' situation, the minefield in front of the school has not been cleared. If they were to step on it, they would definitely suffer huge losses.

"Get the bomb disposal experts on site immediately and defuse the bomb," Huang Zhiyao hurriedly ordered.

There was no time to think about it anymore. The student hostages had stopped and, upon hearing that there was a bomb, immediately ran back.

Having barely escaped death, they didn't want to be killed by a bomb without knowing why.

Moreover, the terrorists have all been killed by that mysterious person, so there will be no danger going back.

Li Xinxin and Amin also mingled in the crowd; of course, Chen Ziwen had instructed them to do so.

He infiltrated discreetly, and no one could find out that he had any connection with him.

Having survived the ordeal, Duanmu Ruoyu and Xiandi felt as if they had been reborn from the dead.

"Teacher, who was that person just now?" Cindy's eyes sparkled.

Although the other person was wearing a black mask, when he appeared, it was as if Cindy's Prince Charming had appeared.

A young girl's heart is always filled with poetry, and this once made Cindy believe that it was all arranged by God, that it was destined that she would meet him.

After Cindy finished asking her question, she noticed that Duanmu Ruoyu hadn't spoken, so she looked at her with some confusion, "Teacher?"

"Huh? What's wrong?" Duanmu Ruoyu came back to her senses and asked Cindy.

All she could think about was that figure who had suddenly appeared. She thought she was going to die, and she was lamenting that she had never gotten married or had children in her life. Suddenly, that person appeared and saved her, as if it were destiny.

She completely forgot that the other party was not only saving her, but everyone. However, Duanmu Ruoyu, who was stuck in a rut, didn't think that much.

"I was just about to ask, teacher, do you know who he is?" Cindy asked again.

"The teacher doesn't know either." Duanmu Ruoyu shook her head; she didn't see the glint in Cindy's eyes.

She hadn't even imagined that the other person would leave such a deep impression on Cindy, after all, in her eyes, Cindy was just a student.

If she had known, she would have rushed to find him long ago.

Unfortunately, after rescuing them, the other party disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The more she tried to recall, the less she could remember what the other person looked like; their figure and appearance became increasingly blurry. Only the mask remained unforgettable, something she would never forget for the rest of her life.

This is precisely the power of the 'Thousand Faces of Life' – it makes people gradually forget any information about the wearer, leaving only the impression of a mask.

On the other side, after killing the terrorists, Chen Ziwen returned to the library and instructed Li Xinxin and Amin on what to do next before turning and leaving.

For Chen Ziwen, his main purpose in coming here was to rescue Li Xinxin and Amin, and secondly, to kill these terrorists. They were the ones who hijacked the school where his women worked, making him live in constant fear.

As for saving people, it was just something I did on a whim and didn't really take it to heart.

However, when he saw Duanmu Ruoyu and especially Cindy after leaving the auditorium, he was taken aback.

If he remembered correctly, Cindy should be at Adam Smith International School, right? How did she end up in Edinburgh? When did she arrive?

Furthermore, Chen Ziwen thought deeper: could this change be caused by Cindy transferring schools? Otherwise, according to the plot, terrorists wouldn't have hijacked Edinburgh.

However, this suspicion was merely Chen Ziwen's conjecture, and there was no way to confirm it.

"There are only three minutes left. We need to leave quickly." Chen Ziwen glanced at the remaining time on Thousand Faces Life.

This mask prop is good, but it has too many limitations. It can only be used three times a day, and each time it can only be used for one hour.

He used it once when he took it out of the car. He took it off and put it back on when he found Li Xinxin and Amin, and used it again. This is the third time.

Moreover, 57 minutes of the one-hour period had already been used, and the effect would disappear in just three minutes.

Chen Ziwen went back the same way he came in.

However, just as Chen Ziwen emerged from the woods at school, a person stood in front of him.

This person was none other than Yue Huizhen, whom they had been waiting for.

She had been waiting here ever since Chen Ziwen went in, and she told herself that he would definitely come out from here.

As expected, perseverance pays off; the other party really did come out from here.

Upon seeing Chen Ziwen, Le Huizhen's face lit up with joy, and she quickly stepped forward.

"Hello sir, my name is Lok Wai-ching, and I'm a reporter from the TV station. May I interview you?" Lok Wai-ching stepped forward with the microphone in hand.

Just now, when Lok Wai-ching saw Chan Tsz-man go in, she went back and told her cameraman, but he still doesn't believe her.

And as time went on, nothing ever happened inside.

Just when Lok Hye-jung thought she might be seeing things, she suddenly heard gunshots coming from inside the school, which instantly solidified her belief.

Then they brought a cameraman to stake out the area, hoping to wait for Chen Ziwen to come out. Sure enough, he did.

The cameraman quickly turned on the camera and started filming Chen Ziwen.

"gentlemen…."

Before Yue Huizhen could finish speaking, Chen Ziwen interrupted her: "Hand over the tape."

After glancing at Le Huizhen, Chen Ziwen turned to the cameraman and said coldly.

He's wearing a mask now, so even if he's photographed, the chance of being recognized is only one in ten thousand. But even with such a small chance, Chen Ziwen wouldn't allow it.

"this…."

Just as Yue Huizhen was about to speak, Chen Ziwen interrupted her again, saying, "Hand over the tape."

This time, Chen Ziwen's voice was colder than before, and his eyes were sharper. Having just killed over a hundred people, the murderous aura emanating from Chen Ziwen had not yet dissipated, causing the cameraman to shiver and involuntarily reach for the camera.

He turned off the camera, pulled out the cassette tape, and handed it over shakily. He didn't know why he was being so obedient; he really wanted to refuse, but his actions betrayed him.

Lok Wai-ching was furious. No one had ever ignored her like this before, and she was even more upset to see Chan Tsz-man so fixated on the cassette tape.

When the tape passed by her, Lok Wai-ching's eyes lit up, and she grabbed it first and put it inside her bra.

"Since you want the tape so badly, I'm not going to give it to you." Lok Wai-ching gave Chen Tzu-wen a haughty look.

So you ignored me? This is the price you pay for ignoring me, and you even interrupted me twice. That's too much.

"Don't make me do it myself, take it out yourself." Chen Ziwen frowned as he looked at Le Huizhen.

The mask's time was ticking away, and just moments ago there were three minutes left, but now there were less than two.

"I'm not taking it. If you're so capable, come and get it yourself." Le Huizhen snorted, then deliberately puffed out her chest and looked at Chen Ziwen with arrogance.

She didn't believe that he would dare to take the tape out himself after she put it in her bra. That's a woman's advantage, and of course she made full use of it.

"Are you sure?" Chen Ziwen raised an eyebrow, glanced at Le Huizhen, and saw that she remained unmoved.

Chen Ziwen didn't hold back. It's a long story, but he acted very quickly. Before Le Huizhen could understand what was happening, she saw Chen Ziwen holding a cassette tape in his hand.

Lok Hye-jung was startled, realizing that the cassette tape inside her bra was gone.

"You shameless scoundrel, you actually took it yourself?" Le Huizhen looked at Chen Ziwen with shame and anger.

Chen Ziwen was too fast just now, and she didn't feel anything. But if she thought about it, it would be clear: the tape was originally in her bra, and now it's in Chen Ziwen's hands, so there's only one explanation.

He put his hand inside his bra, but he did it so fast that she didn't feel anything.

Chen Ziwen glanced at her, then clenched his fist tightly, instantly shattering the cassette tape in his hand.

The next second, Chen Ziwen dashed forward and disappeared from Le Huizhen's sight in a few seconds.

"You scoundrel, don't run away!" Yue Huizhen shouted angrily at Chen Ziwen's back, but she couldn't make Chen Ziwen stop for even a second.

"Sister Zhen." The cameraman cautiously stepped forward.

"You idiot, you just take it because he tells you to? Why do you listen to him so much?" Yue Huizhen said angrily to her cameraman, unable to contain her anger.

If he hadn't taken out the tape, I wouldn't have... and I wouldn't have been taken advantage of by him.

"Sister Zhen, I didn't want to either." The cameraman said with a helpless and aggrieved look, "I don't know what happened to me just now, I couldn't control my body at all, and I did what he said."

"Sister Zhen, do you think he might have magic powers?" The cameraman suddenly realized this possibility.

Otherwise, how do you explain the fact that my body was out of control just now?

"Magic my foot! You're driving me crazy!" Yue Huizhen glared at him.

What magic? It was just that they were forced to do as he said because they were overwhelmed by his aura.