Film and Television: Starting with Crazy Racing, We Become Stronger Through Hilarious Antics

Zhang Hui's tough stance ultimately led the Santos informant to compromise.

The next day, he received an email in his inbox containing the opening scene of Operation Red Sea.

Off the coast of Somalia, the GD merchant ship was hijacked. Some crew members were killed by pirates, and the rest were taken prisoner. Chinese special forces responded, infiltrating the merchant ship and launching a raid, successfully rescuing all hostages.

Zhang Hui looked at the sign and saw that it said: 7 pirates died and 2 were injured, and 1 Chinese was injured and 1 died.

Sigh! I can't help but sigh. Although Zhang Hui didn't see it in person, he knew from his imagination that fighting pirates was not as easy as it was shown in the movies.

His attention was quickly drawn to the date of the incident, which was three days ago. That meant the bomb had been planted on Xia Nan's vehicle within the last few days.

According to the plot, if he goes with Xia Nan to that energy company, he won't be able to participate in the street fighting during the evacuation. If he does participate in the evacuation street fighting, he'll have to abandon Xia Nan's storyline.

After pondering for a long time, he realized that while he could participate in the street fighting during the evacuation, changing the course of events wouldn't be easy, given that he currently held no official position and his words carried little weight.

But going to that energy company with Xia Nan would be much more feasible.

Besides, we can catch the scum who planted the bomb in the car beforehand; we should at least get some interest this time. If it weren't for the accident with Xiao Jun's bracelet in the story, I, as his older sister, might have killed him at the very beginning.

Once Zhang Hui made up his mind, he immediately took action, first paying off his lingering debts from the past month and a half, which was just a matter of money and not a big problem.

In addition, I packed two sets of personal clothing. As for weapons and ammunition, they were the same ones I had already stored in my personal space. I'll find an opportunity to loot some more when I get to Ivia.

Then, leaving behind all the remaining messy burdens, I booked a flight for that night and left.

There are no direct flights from Djibouti to Casablanca; you have to transfer in Istanbul. By the time Zhang Hui arrived, it was already the morning of the third day.

As soon as he landed, he called Xia Nan. Hearing her voice reassured him a lot, as he was worried that something unexpected might happen in the next couple of days.

Xia Nan said she was still busy at work. Hearing her voice become much hoarse after only a few words, she knew that this woman was up to something big recently and probably had been working overtime so much that she hadn't even gone home.

Zhang Hui directly asked for her company address and, without letting her come to pick him up, went to visit her himself.

After getting out of the taxi, looking at the rather ordinary buildings on both sides, she knew that the newspaper where Xia Nan worked wasn't exactly wealthy. But it didn't matter; she didn't go to work for the money anyway.

Upon entering the building, I found it bustling with people.

After explaining his purpose to the receptionist, he was led inside, past a row of tables displaying documents, and into a secluded office.

"Xiao Hui, you're here? I was so scared when I got the call this morning!" Xia Nan said, pouring a glass of water and handing it to him.

"Sister, I'm sorry for not letting you know in advance. I came here on a whim. I hope I didn't bother you!" Zhang Hui said as he took the water.

"It's not like I'm bothering you at all. I've just been busy with work lately and haven't had time to take care of you for the time being," Xia Nan said, smiling at him as if she felt a little guilty.

"Sister, I don't need to be taken care of. I'm 28 this year, and I can't let you take care of me forever." As Zhang Hui spoke, he saw the other woman's eyes redden.

He knew that Xia Nan was thinking of his older brother again. Ten years had passed, and he looked more and more like Zhang Yao. His older brother's life had been frozen at the age of 28.

"Sis, what have you been up to lately? I talked to you this morning and I felt like you hadn't been getting much rest these past few days," Zhang Hui asked Xia Nan about her recent work, hoping to quickly change the subject.

When asked about her work, Xia Nan seemed to have flipped a switch, and without fear of revealing any information, she gave him a detailed introduction.

She has been tracking and reporting information related to terrorists, and recently traced it to William, a businessman from an energy company in the Republic of Ivia.

These past few days, she and her assistant Abu have been gathering information about William.

"Sis, how about I help you organize the data these few days in Casablanca?" Zhang Hui took the opportunity to offer his suggestion. Right now, the most important thing was to stay by Xia Nan's side and find out the terrorist who was threatening her.

"What? You're not going out to play these days? Besides, I can give you some travel tips, you can have a good time on your own." Xia Nan still tried to persuade Zhang Hui to go on a trip after hearing his words.

"And over the years, although you've never mentioned what you've been doing, I know you've never taken a break. Now that you've finally got a vacation, just relax."

"Sis, I've already rested in Djibouti. I can't just watch you work yourself to the bone. Besides, I studied this myself, so I'm qualified to be your assistant."

Zhang Hui also came up with various excuses. In any case, even if he couldn't help with the work, he could temporarily act as a handyman and driver.

In the end, Xia Nan couldn't resist his insistence and reluctantly agreed, but initially he was only asked to organize some minor documents.

As for anything else, he certainly wouldn't be allowed to get involved. Fortunately, Zhang Hui didn't care; his goal was simply to ensure the other party's safety.

Over the next day, Zhang Hui became acquainted with Xia Nan's colleagues, and even became close friends with Xia Nan's assistant, Abu.

The next day, Zhang Hui made an excuse to take Xia Nan's car out for maintenance. He mainly wanted to check it first, as he wasn't sure if they were being watched, and wanted to be prepared just in case.

That afternoon, he drove the repaired car back to the company, only to find that Xia Nan had to work overtime again and was so exhausted that she was resting on her desk. Not wanting to disturb her, Zhang Hui went outside the company gate and smoked a cigarette by the window in the corridor to clear his head.

Unfortunately, just then, she saw two men lying next to Xia Nan's car across the street downstairs, doing something suggestive.

Although they were far away, Zhang Hui's eyes were sharp; he saw everything clearly, even the faces of one of them.

Hey! ~

If I don't teach you a lesson, you'll really be unaware of my own limitations.

Zhang Hui stubbed out his cigarette and took out two pieces of cloth from his personal storage space, one to use as a headscarf and the other as a face mask.

After going downstairs, I tiptoed to the car and, before the other party could notice, knocked one of them down with a karate chop, making sure he was unconscious.

Another person, still diligently working under the car, was grabbed by Zhang Hui's feet and pulled out. He flipped over and pinned the person down, then used his arm to forcefully strangle the person's carotid artery from behind. The scumbag passed out after only a few seconds of struggle.

Zhang Hui remained vigilant, binding the two men's hands behind their backs and tying their feet together in a tight knot. Like binding a dead pig backwards, they wouldn't be able to untie themselves without help.

[The plot has changed due to the host's actions; 14 unallocated points will be awarded as a reward!]

Standing by the car, Zhang Hui heard the long-lost system notification sound.

It seems that hard work always pays off, and those who are diligent will not be let down by heaven.