Chapter 247: A Bold Move

Upon hearing Li Yaohua's words, everyone dared not delay and immediately rose to leave the prison cell.

Once everyone had escaped the Black Prison, each of them felt a sense of having survived a disaster.

Many even began to weep outright.

Soon, Vice Chairman Hu noticed the American following them.

"Yaohua, who is... this person?" Vice Chairman Hu asked, looking at Randolph beside him.

Li Yaohua explained, "This is a reporter from the United States' *Miami Herald*; he is here to help us."

Hearing Li Yaohua say this, everyone revealed expressions of surprise and joy.

It seemed there was a possibility of getting their family assets back?

Thinking of this, the way everyone looked at Randolph changed.

At this moment, Randolph was not paying any attention to the gazes of others; instead, he was lost in ecstasy.

As long as his report could be sent back successfully, he would definitely become famous.

It was even possible that he might win a Pulitzer Prize in one fell swoop.

With each side harboring their own thoughts, they quickly returned to the hotel next to the airport.

But before they could even enter, they were stopped right at the door.

The hotel was run by the English, so naturally, they would not allow Li Yaohua to bring these people inside.

The person in charge of the hotel even secretly placed a call to Richard.

Seeing this situation, everyone's complexion turned very ugly.

At this time, Li Yaohua suddenly had a flash of inspiration and whispered two sentences to Randolph beside him.

Randolph nodded, then immediately brought out his camera and began filming the people from the hotel who were blocking them.

The hotel manager did not expect that a reporter had snuck into this group, and his face changed on the spot.

Li Yaohua said to the hotel manager, "The person beside me is Mr. Randolph, Deputy Editor-in-Chief of the *Miami Herald*; he has been secretly reporting in Brunei for a long time."

"Mr. Manager, you wouldn't want Mr. Randolph to publish what you are doing right now in the *Miami Herald*, would you?"

This was a blatant threat from Li Yaohua, but cold sweat broke out on the hotel manager immediately.

At this time, Randolph also helped by saying a few words: "Mr. Manager, what you are doing now is not what a gentleman should do."

The hotel manager had no choice but to nod and let Li Yaohua and the others in.

Once inside the hotel, Randolph went to edit his news, while Li Yaohua led everyone into the rooms he had booked.

After the others had scattered to find places to rest, Vice Chairman Hu and Mr. Song, two Elders of the Citizens Society, found Li Yaohua.

"Yaohua, can this Gweilo reporter really help us?" Vice Chairman Hu asked with some skepticism.

Li Yaohua looked at the two with a playful expression and said, "That depends on which aspect you two seniors are referring to. If you mean having the international community condemn Richard, then Mr. Randolph can definitely achieve that."

"Don't try to brush me off, kid; you know that's not all we want," Mr. Song said irritably.

Li Yaohua smiled and said, "It's not that there's no way, but... that would require doing a lot more. We have already torn off the mask with the natives of Brunei; either they wipe us out, or... we have the Sultan of Brunei replaced."

"You don't mean to... hiss." Vice Chairman Hu looked at Li Yaohua in astonishment.

Li Yaohua said calmly, "Why not? We are also people of Brunei, and the Citizens Society is a political party of Brunei; naturally, we have the right to choose our own leader, don't we?"

"But what do you intend to do? We have nothing left now," Mr. Song said, frowning.

Li Yaohua smiled and said, "It's very simple, as long as you issue a statement, I will handle the rest."

"You?" Vice Chairman Hu looked at Li Yaohua with some doubt, clearly not fully believing his words.

Li Yaohua was not in a hurry: "You seniors should think it over more."

Saying this, he walked out of the room, leaving the two looking at each other in dismay.

After stepping outside, Li Yaohua immediately notified He Guorong: "Mr. He, you can notify Mr. Chen to take action."

"Boss, good news, Li Yaohua has handled things over there."

Wei Li happily pushed open Chen Jiajun's office door and said with a laugh.

Chen Jiajun also revealed a smile, nodded, and said, "Very good. Have Dumu lead the team personally and take the security team to Brunei."

Two days later, the *Miami Herald* in the United States took direct action.

The footage Randolph filmed in Brunei became the focus of the world.

Especially those colonies belonging to England, which all began to boil over.

"I cannot believe that in this day and age, such inhumane things are still happening."

"It is clear that England's human rights and democracy are just empty talk."

"A tiny Brunei is hiding so many dark things."

"Truly, Hell is empty, and the devils are among us."

These tidal waves of attacks left not only Richard of Brunei but even England itself completely stunned.

Almost on that very day, Chen Ning Street immediately issued a notice stating that the actions taken by the Sultan of Brunei, Richard, had nothing to do with England.

At the same time, the minister responsible for Brunei affairs was directly dragged out to be held accountable.

He could never have imagined that a country with a population of less than 50,000 could stir up such a massive incident.

However, these actions by England were of no use to anyone else.

Especially the United States, England's former colony, which could be said to be biting at England's heels in the international community.

Many in the United States' political circles, sports circles, and even Hollywood stars spoke out in condemnation.

Following that was England's old rival, France; one could say that "beating a dog in the water" was the best description.

And at this time, inside Brunei.

In Richard's palace, everyone was as silent as a statue.

The situation has become very bad for them now; some guy calling himself the "world police" might just show up at their door.

"Damn it, why did things develop into this state?" Richard was also completely confused about this matter.

Regarding Richard's question, the Staff Member soon provided an answer: "Sultan, when we raided the Black Prison to rescue those Chinese merchants a few days ago, there was a United States Reporter accompanying us."

"What?" Richard was instantly enraged: "Where did they find a United States Reporter?"

The Staff Member said helplessly: "I'm afraid it was that Li Yaohua."

"Damn dog bastard, I should have let him die in the Black Prison back then." Richard was suddenly furious: "I want to kill him, I want to chop off his head and use it as a chamber pot."

The Staff Member said helplessly: "Your Excellency Sultan, this... might not be possible."

"Why?" Richard widened his eyes.

The Staff Member spread his hands and said: "Now these guys are all hiding in the hotel opened by the Englanders, and they forbid our people from entering."

"Why?" Richard suddenly felt extremely aggrieved.

You must know that he had offered nearly half of the assets he had seized as tribute to those Englander Gweilo.

Doing so was precisely to hope that the Englander Gweilo would become his backing.

The Staff Member said with a bitter face: "Word came from the England side saying that this matter involves too much, and he told us to clean up our own mess."

"These treacherous bastards." Richard was suddenly furious and smashed everything around him that could be smashed to pieces.

Richard became ruthless: "Since those Englanders took the money and don't keep their word, then I'll just send people to storm the hotel directly and kill all those Chinese people."

"Ah? Sultan, do you really want to do this?" The Staff Member looked terrified: "I'm afraid this will cause dissatisfaction from many countries."

"What is there to fear." Richard said with an indifferent look: "Anyway, I've already been called a Tyrant, so since that's the case, I'll just be a real Dictator!"

The Staff Member knew that Richard probably couldn't be persuaded in this state, so he could only sigh and walk out.

Unlike a brute like Richard, the Staff Member was a highly educated person.

He understood very well that the meager strength of Brunei was simply not enough for him to be any kind of Dictator.

His best outcome would be to be annexed by the surrounding countries, and from then on, Brunei would no longer exist.

So after careful consideration, the Staff Member notified Richard's subordinates.

He drove the car himself and arrived at the hotel opened by the Englanders.

At this moment, the hotel manager felt as if he were being roasted on a fire, not knowing how many inexplicable calls he had received.

They demanded that he absolutely not allow Richard's people to step half a step into the hotel.

Although helpless, the hotel manager could only comply, because he could not afford to offend the people on the other end of the phone.

Just as he was frowning and hoping for a quick resolution to this matter, he suddenly saw a car drive into the parking lot, and then he saw Richard's Staff Member get out of the car.

"What are you here for? Wasn't it told to you all that you are forbidden from entering the hotel?"

The manager frowned and said: "Leave quickly."

As he spoke, the manager prepared to have the hotel security guards drive the Staff Member away directly.

The Staff Member waved his hands quickly and said: "I'm not here for Richard's business, but for another matter."

"Speak if you have something to say." The manager said impatiently.

The Staff Member lowered his voice and said: "Richard has already gathered his subordinates and is preparing to storm the hotel."

"What did you say?" The manager was shocked upon hearing this: "You aren't joking, are you?"

The Staff Member spread his hands and said: "Do I have even half a hint of joking?"

The manager was now in a panic, pacing back and forth anxiously: "This damn lunatic, what does he want to do? This will cause a huge disaster."

"Richard has gone crazy. I suggest you had better evacuate everyone in the hotel quickly, otherwise he really will kill people." The Staff Member said hurriedly.

Just as the manager was about to agree, a voice suddenly came from behind the two: "No need, we have no intention of leaving."

"Are you crazy?" The manager turned his head and saw that it was actually Li Yaohua and his group.

Li Yaohua said calmly: "Don't worry, the horn for the counterattack has already sounded, and our reinforcements have arrived."

"What?" The hotel manager and the Staff Member both widened their eyes at this.

At this time, in a valley on the road to the airport.

A group of fully armed strong men were already hidden on both sides of the road.

"Are you sure that idiot Richard will pass through this road?" Dumu carried a Heavy Machine Gun in his hands and said to He Guorong beside him.

To be honest, seeing this group of murderous guys under Dumu, He Guorong didn't think there would be any suspense in this battle.

"That guy is an idiot, a piece of trash who doesn't understand anything."

Dumu scratched his head and said: "Also, the whole country only has fifty thousand people, and the army only has one thousand; a Daqingfeng in Hong Kong would have more than that."

"Try to keep Richard alive later; this guy still has great use." He Guorong reminded him.

Dumu revealed his snow-white teeth and said: "No problem."

Just as Dumu said, the number of people in a street brawl between Hong Kong gangsters is more than Richard's subordinates.

For this many people, there really was no need for all of Chen Jiajun's subordinates to be present.

Just the two hundred or so mercenaries under Dumu could walk sideways in Brunei.

Therefore, this battle didn't even have tactical details specified; seeing the motorcade approaching, Dumu directly led his brothers and charged over.

(End of this chapter)