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The flight landed on Hong Kong Island, and Shen Kun greeted everyone as they prepared to transfer to another flight.
In the terminal, two groups of Chicken Dinner Players from mainland China merged with four local Chicken Dinner Players from Hong Kong, joining Shen Kun's travel group called "Winner Winner, Chicken Dinner." Shen Kun cheerfully announced that all thirty-two participants from the mainland had gathered.
Tang Hao'er busily introduced herself to the newly joined Chicken Dinner Players, trying to build rapport, especially sweet-talking Shangdao to avoid being shot at later.
In fact, everyone in the group was observing each other. According to the rules of the game, only one player could win in the end. This meant that although all thirty-two people in the travel group were from China now, once the event officially started, they would quickly turn from compatriots into "enemies." The person who was smiling and exchanging pleasantries with you might very well be the first one to shoot you in the back once the game began.
The thirty-two participants sat in a corner of the terminal, engaged in lively discussions, clearly excited about participating in this event.
Among the thirty-two, besides Tang Hao'er, there were two girls. One of them was surprisingly a rising third-tier celebrity, Su Mei. However, these two girls were noticeably less active than Tang Hao'er; they seemed only interested in their boyfriends who accompanied them. It was evident that they were already taken and likely participating in this event just to please their partners.
After making her rounds and greeting everyone, Tang Hao'er clapped her hands and stood in the center of the crowd. "Everyone quiet down for a moment; I have a suggestion for you all."
Most people knew Tang Hao'er's identity. Even those who weren't aware initially learned about it after being reminded by others about the Old Tang Family from Beijing. When they heard Tang Hao'er wanted to speak, Ye Tong jumped in ahead of others to flatter her: "Miss Tang's suggestion must be a good one; I accept it unconditionally."
Tang Hao'er giggled at Ye Tong's excessive flattery and gave a slight bow. "Thank you for your kindness. Well, I'll get straight to the point."
Cheng Zhengxiong, son of a wealthy tycoon from Hong Kong, who was joking with Su Mei, chimed in with his Cantonese-accented Mandarin: "Miss Tang, please go ahead; your words are like orders to us."
Tang Hao'er smiled and said, "Then I'll be direct. I heard from the organizers that there will be three hundred participants from fifteen countries in this Chicken Dinner event. Our group from China has thirty-two participants, which should make us one of the strongest teams among all participants. I suggest that after Shangdao, we don't fight among ourselves right away. Let's unite and defeat players from the other fourteen countries first before competing for the last spot as the winner. That way, no matter who ends up winning, it will definitely be one of us Mainland Chinese. What do you think of my suggestion?"
"Miss Tang's suggestion is good; I agree," Cheng Zhengxiong said with a smile as he raised his hand.
With Cheng Zhengxiong raising his hand, Su Mei naturally followed suit and chirped, "I listen to Zhengxiong."
Cheng Zhengxiong chuckled and kissed Su Mei on her cheek while scanning the others.
"I agree!"
"I agree!"
People eagerly raised their hands. Zhao Jun smiled and joined in as well; uniting against external threats was indeed the best strategy. After all, even during times of conflict when Japan invaded our country, opposing factions managed to unite; how much more so for a mere game?
Tang Hao'er clasped her hands together and smiled at everyone around her, saying, "Thank you all. However, there is an old Chinese saying: 'A snake cannot move without a head.' I suggest we elect a captain to lead us, so that our strength can be more effectively concentrated."
Ye Tong laughed and said, "I think we don't need to elect anyone; Miss Tang, you should be our captain."
Many people joined in the laughter, teasing, "Yes, Miss Tang, you should be the captain of our China Team."
Tang Hao'er quickly shook her hands and said, "I can't do that. I'm just here to join in the fun. If you want me to be a diplomatic ambassador, that would be fine, but as captain? I can't handle that."
Cheng Zhengxiong stood up with a smile and said, "I agree with Miss Tang. We need to choose a suitable captain."
At that moment, someone joked, "Zhengxiong, I think you're the most suitable for this captain role. Your family is the richest in China; if you don't take the position, who would dare?"
Cheng Zhengxiong waved his hand and laughed, "Now is not the time to rely on family status. Although this event seems like just a game on the surface, it is actually a survival game that closely resembles real combat. The person qualified to be captain should have practical experience—real combat experience with real weapons. Ideally, this person should have served in the military; if they were an officer, even better. Is there anyone among us who has served? If so, please raise your hand."
Hearing Cheng Zhengxiong's suggestion, the lively crowd suddenly fell silent.
Ninety-nine percent of the participants were wealthy second-generation heirs; who would go through the grind of military service?
Cheng Zhengxiong scanned the room and noticed no one raised their hand. He expressed his slight disappointment, saying, "With so many of us here, is there really no one who has served?"
Ye Tong chuckled and said, "Silly soldier! Who has the time to go through that?"
Laughter erupted among the crowd at Ye Tong's remark.
Just as everyone was enjoying the moment, Yang Bing, who had been quiet until now, suddenly stood up and walked straight to Ye Tong. With cold eyes fixed on her laughing face, he said coldly, "If you dare to insult those who serve in the military again, I guarantee you'll regret it for life."
"Who do you think you are to lecture me?" Ye Tong retorted in surprise before suddenly lunging forward to punch Yang Bing in the face.
Amidst gasps of shock from those around them, Yang Bing smirked coldly. In a flash faster than light itself, he caught Ye Tong's wrist with a firm grip.
The two stood frozen like a scene from a movie.
But just a second later, Ye Tong let out a scream akin to that of a slaughtered pig: "Let go! Let go! You're hurting me! Ouch! Ouch! Xiao Fang, help me..."
Ye Tong's companion, Fang Jia Shen, was dumbfounded. It was only when he heard Ye Tong calling for help that he snapped back to reality and hurriedly rushed towards Yang Bing.
Yang Bing coldly stared at the approaching Fang Jia Shen and asked, "Do you want to give it a try too?"
Seeing the terrifying look in Yang Bing's eyes, Fang Jia Shen froze in place, his mouth opening and closing without daring to make a sound.
With a snort, Yang Bing shook off Ye Tong's wrist and strode toward the center of the crowd where Cheng Zhengxiong and Tang Hao'er stood. With a blank expression, he looked at Cheng Zhengxiong and said, "I have served in the military, but I will not be your captain. I joined this group for fun and will not participate in any of your plans. However, I guarantee that I will never fire the first shot at any of my fellow countrymen. Within my capabilities, I will help you eliminate any threats to your safety."
After saying this, without waiting for Cheng Zhengxiong to respond, Yang Bing turned and walked back to his seat.
"That was so cool," Tang Hao'er exclaimed with stars in her eyes as she hurried after Yang Bing. "Hey, wait! Let's discuss this further. How about you be our vice-captain..."
It seemed that Tang Hao'er was about to launch a new round of charm offensive on Yang Bing. Given the tone of Yang Bing's earlier words, the outcome didn't seem very promising.
Ye Tong's gaze was fixed on Yang Bing's figure like a wolf watching its prey as she rubbed her wrist where five dark fingerprints had left bruises.
Fang Jia Shen leaned closer to Ye Tong and timidly said, "Ye Zi, that Yang Bing's eyes are really scary. I feel like this guy must have killed someone during his time in the army. Maybe we should just leave him alone."
Ye Tong shot Fang Jia Shen a glare and huffed as she returned to her seat.
She would remember this grudge. No matter who Yang Bing was or what his background might be, as long as he was out in society, Ye Tong would find a way to make him regret crossing her.
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