I'm reborn and I'm an international student again?

"How dare you attack this place!" Lovasa shouted repeatedly as he lay on the ground.

"Calm down, calm down. They're just trying to get us to bring our troops back through this method." Sang Xing reached out and grabbed the other person's arm.

At that moment, the bodyguards rushed in from outside.

What just happened was so shocking that even Ma Zhuguli, who had been hesitant, now began to agree with Sang Xing's idea.

This is a government building! They're incredibly audacious.

"Immediately notify the staff below to ensure the safety of the area around the building," Lovasa said.

"What will happen to the rest of the city if you do this?" Ma Zhuguli retorted.

However, Lovasa chuckled, "You're almost the chieftain, and you still have no political sense. There are so many foreigners in the city; if something happens to them, the public opinion will amplify it, and other countries will get involved. It'll just be a pain..."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Sang Xing beside him.

Sang Xing gave a wry smile and waved his hand: "It's alright, I'm going to step down anyway. What's a little sacrifice for Tanzania?"

These words made Majuguli look at the chieftain with new respect.

Although Tanzania has been declining under Zanzania's governance in recent years, with even the capital in a dilapidated state, this sense of responsibility is something few possess.

We're all involved in politics, so saying things like using such methods will harm foreigners is just too naive.

Thus, the three of them reached a tacit agreement.

Serena Hotel.

"Manager, is this the right thing to do? It might damage the hotel's reputation if word gets out," the security captain asked, puffing on his cigarette.

"What are you afraid of? Do you expect them to come back to stay? This situation is special; the whole country is in chaos. Even if something happens, we'll have an excuse. Besides, it's just you trying to scare people..." The manager sipped his drink, looking completely unconcerned.

The security captain thought it made a lot of sense, so he readily agreed.

"Hmph, you won't even hand over five thousand dollars. If you're unwilling to pay, I'll force you to." The manager muttered to himself with a wicked grin.

Before long, the security guards throughout the hotel, after receiving the orders through their earpieces, all replied with the word "Understood".

Meanwhile, under a tree in the distance, several Black people were whispering among themselves.

“Attack here doesn’t seem like a good idea. With so many armed guards protecting us, we’re bound to suffer casualties,” a short Black man muttered.

“This is a hotel for foreigners. No matter how much trouble we cause elsewhere, they won’t care. If we’re going to mess with someone, we should mess with these foreigners. Besides, everyone here is a businessman. I don’t need to tell you how much money we can rob. Mission is mission, but we also need to make some extra money.” The black man in the lead, who was holding military binoculars, patted the short man on the head.

Upon hearing that a large sum of money could be made, the eyes of the group, who had initially been somewhat worried, now lit up.

They were originally outlaws. Although the Green Group usually brainwashed people through religious means, some people still joined for a living.

"Huh? Why is someone coming so late?" The man in the lead saw a van approaching through his binoculars and stopping not far from the hotel.

Several masked men then got out of the car. They communicated with each other using hand gestures and appeared to be trained.

As the group approached the hotel, they scattered and silently crept up to the guards, quickly taking them down.

Just as the man was in shock, something else happened that made his jaw drop.

The security guards who had just collapsed suddenly 'came back to life' and got up from the ground. After getting up, they covered their mouths and chuckled, then high-fived each other, which was quite baffling.

The man was puzzled, so he told his subordinates what had just happened.

"Could they be doing a drill? We made such a big commotion today. These people probably need to ensure the safety of our guests, so they're practicing tonight," the short man suggested.

"Who conducts a drill at night?" another person muttered.

"It's so hot during the day, of course we should be active at night," the short man replied, unconvinced.

Everyone was puzzled, but in the end they all felt that what the dwarf said made a lot of sense.

"Great! We can take advantage of their unpreparedness and launch a surprise attack." The leader grinned.

The stark white teeth floating in the darkness resembled a gap torn open by the night.

Chen Xi is usually a light sleeper, a habit he developed at Huaguang, where instructors would often kick people for sleeping in.

He was awakened by some strange noises in a daze.

Thinking about the various attacks that had occurred today, he immediately got out of bed.

The sound seemed to be coming from outside, specifically downstairs.

He went to the window and looked down, but from this angle he didn't see anything unusual.

Chen Xi closed his eyes and listened carefully, feeling that the noise seemed to be getting louder and louder.

Shouts and sounds of smashing and breaking.

"Bang bang bang."

The ensuing series of gunshots startled most of the people who were fast asleep.

Everyone scrambled out of bed in a panic, some instinctively hiding in the bathroom, while others peeked out of their rooms.

"Knock knock knock." At this moment, Chen Xi's door was suddenly knocked on.

Chen Xi remained silent.

"Knock knock knock, Vice President, something seems to have happened."

Hearing that it was Qian Jiajia's voice, Chen Xi breathed a sigh of relief and quickly opened the door to pull her in.

By the moonlight, he saw Qian Jiajia wearing a bathrobe, her face filled with panic.

"Shh, don't be too loud." Chen Xi gestured for him to speak softly.

Hotel entrance.

The security guard who had just fallen to the ground was chuckling as he smoked: "That fat guy is really wicked; he can come up with all sorts of crazy ideas."

"Asians have a lot of business ideas, and we have learned a lot from them over the years."

"Five thousand dollars per person, how much will we actually get? Hopefully half of that. That fat guy is a real rip-off."

"Five thousand? How could there only be five thousand? Don't you know that fat guy's tricks?"

While the two were chatting, several shadowy figures had already crept up to their vicinity.

The gatekeeper, noticing the unusual situation, didn't pay much attention and instead laughed, saying, "Here we go again. Are those people still refusing to pay? That fat guy's really cunning, preparing two groups of men..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was stabbed in the chest. The gatekeeper's eyes widened, and he wanted to scream, but his mouth was already covered.

And so, he watched helplessly as his partner next to him had his throat slit and slowly collapsed.

Upstairs in the hotel. "Ding-dong." Doorbells rang one after another.

Immediately afterward, the hotel manager's voice came from outside: "Honorable guest, the hotel has just been attacked. However, it has been dealt with by our well-trained security personnel. We sincerely apologize for any distress caused..."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

When the manager arrived at Chen Xi's room, the door opened automatically from the inside.

"Putting on this show in the middle of the night, are you trying to make us pay to hire people?" Chen Xi stood at the door with a grin, yawning.

To avoid gossip, Qian Jiajia had already crawled into bed.

As Qian Jiajia lay in bed, her chest heaved violently as she listened to the sounds outside.

Is that the vice president's scent? It smells so good.

I never imagined I would have such a close encounter with him.

Qian Jiajia blushed and closed her eyes, her mind a complete mess, as if nothing had happened outside.

Doorway.

The manager feigned surprise and said, "Honorable guest, what are you talking about? There was an attack by thugs just now, and you must have heard how intense the fighting was."

Seeing that the other party wouldn't admit it, Chen Xi didn't bother to say anything more, and simply waved his hand: "Alright, alright. It's so late now, if it's safe now, let's go to sleep. But I must remind you, please don't do something like this again. The security at the Serena Hotel is ranked among the best in the area, if they can't even handle a small-time thug, they'll be famous!"

"Yes, yes, we will definitely strengthen our defenses..."

"Tattoo!"

Before the manager could finish speaking, he was slapped in the face by a sudden burst of gunfire from downstairs.

"Report, someone has broken in, and the security team has suffered serious injuries..." came a noisy voice from the walkie-talkie.

"What the hell? Do you think I'm just talking nonsense?" Chen Xi also got angry.

The other association members had just come out of the room and surrounded the fat manager, criticizing him.

"What's going on? Trying to pull tricks instead of hiring bodyguards?"

"Exactly, we're all compatriots, why bother?"

"I'm sleepy, I don't want to swear tonight."

At this moment, Zou Huajian, who wasn't even properly dressed, squeezed out of the crowd. He poked the hotel manager in the chest and roared angrily, "Damn it, if this were in China, I would have killed you. You've already ripped me off, and you want to rip me off a second time? Dream on!"

With a large number of people and the fact that they were in the city, Zou Huajian was not afraid of what the other side might do to him.

"I...I didn't," the hotel manager said, somewhat puzzled.

Did the security captain arrange it himself?

Has this guy learned to think independently and apply what he's learned to other situations after spending so much time with me?

But this is fine too. If the first wave of attacks still didn't make them pay, then let's have another one.

This time, we must act more convincingly.

"Distinguished guests, the hotel has suffered an unprecedented attack, and the fighting is quite fierce. If you don't believe me, you can come with me to take a look. Of course, for safety reasons, we can only watch secretly from a corner." The manager's eyes darted around.

Now is the time to show the guard team's strength; let them give it a good performance later.

Everyone, including Chen Xi, looked on with a mixture of disbelief and skepticism.

Zou Huajian straightened his clothes, swung his arms, and took the lead: "Hmph, I'll see how you put on this act. I'll expose your tricks. You think you can fool me? You're still too green."

The hotel's first-floor reception hall.

Because they were caught off guard by the surprise attack, the security team was completely unprepared. They were using blank rounds, and while they had been asked by their manager to do some scary things before, those were all outside the city.

Today they are reaping what they sowed, the security guards lying in pools of blood groaning in pain.

The marble floor was covered in blood and bullet casings, and the walls and pillars were riddled with bullet holes.

The security team is now on the defensive, using cover and guns to intimidate and buy time. The captain, his face ashen, is quietly ordering someone to retrieve ammunition and calling for other team members to come as quickly as possible to provide support.

"What trash security team! They're just bluffing. Beat them up! Kill them and then go upstairs to rob the money!" the leader of the thugs, a black man, shouted.

His men were like they were on steroids, firing wildly amidst excited roars, bullets raining down like a storm.

Although blank rounds were used, they still had some lethality; fragments could still cause injury upon impact. Furthermore, these men were all veterans, making their teamwork far superior to that of thugs.

The security team, having recovered from the initial shock, also took down several rioters under the captain's command and suppressed the enemy's advance with firepower.

At this moment, the people upstairs also came to the hall.

"See? I wasn't lying to you, the battle is really intense!" The hotel manager whispered, hiding in a corner and pointing into the distance.

Looking at the people lying on the ground and the devastated hall, everyone was filled with confusion.

Zou Zhi tugged at his uncle's clothes and whispered, "This seems to be true. They wouldn't damage the hotel facilities while acting, would they? That would be too costly. What if no one believes it and pays? It would all be a waste."

Hearing his nephew's words, Zou Huajian said disdainfully, "With the decor of their shabby hotel, where would they need so much money? They could just hire a few bodyguards and renovate it. I think they've been wanting to renovate for a while, and this is just a show they put on. I work in the construction materials business, and nobody knows more about these prices than me."

The hotel manager rolled his eyes.

Damn, I don't know who came here like a country bumpkin, constantly saying how luxurious the place is.

He then thought, what are these guys up to? Why have they made such a mess of the hall?

But this is good, as it increases credibility.

The money for this rearrangement must be squeezed hard from these people.

Standing behind the manager, Chen Xi looked ahead with a puzzled expression. He felt that this did not seem like an act.

If it's acting, then you can only say that the acting is incredibly realistic.

Just as he was pondering, Zou Huajian grabbed the hotel manager by the collar and forcibly dragged him toward the two sides engaged in a firefight. He cursed as he did so, "You motherfucker, you like to act so much, huh? I'm going to expose your tricks."

The sudden appearance of the two people left the intruders completely bewildered.

The security captain, seeing this, shouted in alarm, "Don't come any closer! Go back right now!"

Both sides have now opted for a ceasefire.

Upon seeing this, one of the rioters immediately raised his gun and aimed it at the two approaching individuals, then pulled the trigger the next second.

However, his gun had just run out of bullets, and the crisp sound echoed in the hall.

This scene further convinced Zou Huajian that it was all an act. He swaggered over to the man, pulling the manager along, and poked the thug's chest with another finger, saying, "Act, keep acting! There aren't even bullets in the gun, you guys are really stingy, not even willing to use props. These bullet holes are fake too, right? They're so damn realistic! You might as well quit being security guards in this godforsaken place and come with me to Hengdian to make a movie." (End of Chapter)