Wenhao 1979, starting with contributing to Story Club

Chapter 175 The Great Hermit in the City

Now that Xiao Hei Ge had successfully borrowed the bicycle and left, and his disguise was now basically safe, he was considered to be safe.

So there's no need to panic and search for safety everywhere anymore.

Yu Zhen remained calm and further enhanced his disguise.

He took off his outer garment and put it on inside out. He also took the opportunity to use a disguise potion to significantly change the appearance and color of his pants and shoes. He transformed from a well-dressed "East Asian cultural figure" into a dark-skinned, unruly young man on the street who was looking for girls.

The onlookers, who had gathered around, had by now heard the news and knew that the person attacked on the street was none other than the renowned writer from the East.

Therefore, under these circumstances, it is inevitable that everyone is discussing and speculating wildly, with all sorts of wild guesses surging forth.

"God, for the Sardinian gang to resort to violence with machine guns in the street, could this writer from the East have slept with the Sardinian gang leader's woman?!"

"That must be it, otherwise the Sardinian gang wouldn't have retaliated so vehemently—"

"That's right, that's right. I heard that this writer from the East has slept with all the Hollywood actresses, and he's slept with almost every beautiful woman in America. Who would have thought that this damned writer from the East would have such a crooked idea about the Sardinian gang leader's woman now?"

"Wow, aren't people from the East supposed to be very conservative? This East Korean writer is actually going to be so wild—I can't believe it—"

"Yes, yes, and you have no idea what the Sardinian gang leader's woman looks like—"

"I heard she's a 200-pound fat woman, is that true?"

"My God, a 200-pound fat woman? Do writers from East Korea have such bizarre tastes?"

"Ha, you have no idea. A 200-pound fat woman, haha—anyway, she's the Sardinian gang leader's favorite woman. Maybe that's just the most peculiar fetish of high society! Haven't you heard that the richer people are, the more bizarre and perverse their psychology is, and the more they like to take the unconventional path?"

"You mean fat women can produce some kind of magical human oil? I heard the medical community is developing a pure natural human oil medicine that can greatly enhance a man's performance in that area—"

"Yes, yes, I've heard of that too. And these fat women must have a regular habit of injecting enhancement agents to ensure that their bodies can naturally produce this special oily substance—"

"So that writer from the East really did have designs on the Sardinian gang leader's woman, and that's why he got the treatment of being shot dead in the street by a pickup truck's machine gun??"

At this moment, Yu Zhen transformed into the image of the black-clad young man.

Then, to his astonishment, he unexpectedly heard such strange tales of the martial arts world.

He took a deep look at the group of insiders who were talking animatedly and revealing shocking information to those around them.

Damn it, these bastards were probably arranged in advance to spread rumors near the crime scene!

By this time, many media reporters had already rushed to the scene after hearing the news.

Of course, this also included people from Fox Media Group, and even the North American Online Gold Medal Festival production team hosted by Yu Zhen had some familiar faces; several people made appearances at the event.

The atmosphere became tense as soon as journalists from the media appeared at the scene.

In particular, the production team of the North American online gold medal show actually set up live streaming equipment on site, as if they were going to broadcast the news of the change in their star host to the entire American audience as soon as possible.

But soon, a police officer came up to negotiate.

The argument between the two sides was quite heated. It seemed that the US police didn't trust the TV station staff and weren't willing to grant them such preferential treatment.

At this moment, Yu Zhen certainly wouldn't reveal his identity.

He completely immersed himself in the role of a black man on the street, watching the excitement, just like the other anxious and agitated ordinary people gathered around.

Anyway, I'm not in a hurry to leave this incredible news scene.

As luck would have it, after the live broadcast cameras of Fox Media North America's top online programming team were finally set up, the first camera to lock onto the direction in which he was standing.

People around Yu Zhen, regardless of gender or race, raised their arms and cheered when they saw the camera panning towards them.

There's no way around it; this is footage from the famous North American online super live show. Anyone lucky enough to be interviewed on set will have the opportunity to appear on screen for hundreds of millions of viewers across the United States.

If things go wrong, they could easily become an amateur and debut as a celebrity.

If she were to be spotted by a male business owner, or by a talent scout or producer from a film or television team, she might just be able to enter the industry and become a dazzling new star in the film and television world.

In reality, during the six months that Yu Zhenquan was in charge of the North American online super live show, he used similar tactics to directly send hundreds of amateur stars to the film and television entertainment industry, the GG circle, and even the special video production circle. This made everyone inside and outside the industry, especially ordinary people, eager to be on camera for the North American online super live show.

"Quick, quick, God, the camera's panning in! The camera's panning in—"

"Wow, I wonder if my smile just now had even a fraction of Marilyn Monroe's charm? Maybe I'll get spotted by a talent scout—"

"Hahahaha, my amazing eagle just now was successfully captured on camera! My amazing eagle just now—oh dear, who wants to uninstall my QQ—"

The crowd around Yu Zhen suddenly became incredibly excited, shouting and surging like madmen. The men were wildly displaying their genitals, and the women were unrestrainedly showing off their bodies. All sorts of bizarre scenes unfolded, with everyone displaying their unique abilities in an instant.

Given this situation, Yu Zhen naturally couldn't escape the prevailing trend.

He almost immediately faced the camera and made a series of exaggerated performance movements.

Of course, he wasn't crazy enough to want the eagle to spread its wings and fly.

His series of actions were simply a set of pre-arranged signals with the intelligence unit, indicating that he was currently safe but would temporarily choose to remain hidden—a series of hand gestures.

In this way, there is no need to worry about poor communication with domestic intelligence units.

Right now, he needs to be bold yet careful, protecting himself while also taking advantage of the situation to find out which faction in the US is behind the scenes.

Moreover, how could he possibly ignore the fact that his bodyguard Li He, who had been by his side for more than half a year, had died?

He wanted revenge, to kill a few people with his own hands.

He wanted to seize the opportunity to thoroughly expose just how filthy the so-called upper class in America had become.