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Martin had already packed his things and was prepared to evacuate at any moment when the police arrived. He waited for a long time, but the police did not come. What they waited for was an angry crowd.

A series of shouts came from outside the room.

"Martin, get out of China!"

"What bullsh * t director, get out of China!"

The shouts grew louder and louder. At the same time, there was a series of knocks on the door.

Martin's face changed. He walked to the door and looked outside. There were a lot of people outside.

"What's going on? Why are these people here? What about the police? " Martin asked himself a series of questions in his mind and looked at the peephole unwillingly. He found that there were still a lot of people outside and this proved that what he heard was not an illusion.

Martin hurried to the bedside table, picked up the phone and called the main desk.

"There are so many people outside my room, can't your hotel see them? Where's the security guard?! " Martin shouted.

"Mr. Martin, our security guards are all eating right now, so please be patient." The front desk said.

"Eat?!" Martin looked at his watch. It was currently 10 in the morning. At this hour, if it was not breakfast time, then it was also not lunch time. What could the security guards eat?

"Are you trying to trick me?" Martin shouted.

"That's the truth." The person at the front desk hung up.

After hanging up the phone, Martin heard the girl at the front desk say, "A lousy foreign director actually dares to come to China to harm people. Serves him right!"

Martin was so angry. No matter what, he was staying in a five-star hotel, how dare the staff of your hotel treat the guests like that!

I will definitely report you when I leave this place!

Martin thought as he tried to get through to the police station again, only to find that the police had already called, but not yet arrived.

"When will you be there? Don't you know that I'm an international great director? If something happens to me in your Huaxia territory, will you guys be able to bear the responsibility?! Martin asked loudly.

"Mr. Martin, please wait a moment. Our constable is on his way." The operator maintained a smile no matter what Martin said.

Martin had no choice but to hang up. At this time, the shouts coming from outside the door were getting louder and louder. He could vaguely hear people knocking on the door.

Martin was really scared when he heard the door slam. He quickly went to the door and looked outside, only to discover that the people outside were already knocking on the door. He quickly turned around and ran back to his room with his luggage.

The embassy staff took the call very seriously and directly contacted China's foreign ministry. However, it would probably take a while for them to get back to the place from the foreign ministry.

Time slowly passed and with a loud bang, the presidential suite's door was finally smashed open by the angry crowd.

People rushed into the suite, only to find that Martin was not in the living room, and the crowd began to disperse into the rooms.

Soon, a locked door was found.

"Martin, get out here!"

"Martin, don't be a coward!" The crowd shouted as they charged against the door.

He had never thought that the angry crowd would dare to barge into his room. In the past, countless people respected him when he came to China, and everyone wanted to give him shoes, so they were all very humble and modest. But now, these people were all looking at him as if they couldn't eat him, which made Martin suspect that he had traveled to the White Bear Country, and that only people from the White Bear Country would be so fierce, right?

With a bang, the door to the room was finally broken open by someone. Following that, a crowd of people rushed in.

Martin stood against the wall and shouted excitedly, "What are you guys doing? You are trespassing! I'm going to call the police to arrest you! "

"You bastard, do you think that we Chinese are vegetarians?"

"You actually dare to slander us Chinese in China, you're courting death!"

"You beast, you don't have the qualifications to be a director!" There were curses coming from the crowd, and then they all rushed in front of Martin.

Martin cried out in alarm and quickly grabbed his head before squatting on the ground.

Even though he had never been hit before in his life, Martin knew that when he was about to be hit, it was best to cover his head with his hands and kneel on the ground.

The crowd drowned Martin in an instant.

Fists landed on Martin's body and feet landed on his body.

These indignant people, in the guise of justice, punished Martin for his previous ugly actions.

Of course, the sanctions lasted only a few seconds, because the police had arrived.

It was impossible for the police to just sit here and watch as Martin was really injured. Thus, the moment they knocked on the door, the police officer who was waiting at the staircase rushed over.

They were fast, but they were still slower by a few seconds, so Martin was still beaten up. Luckily, he was only slower by a few seconds, and Martin had only been hit a dozen times and kicked a dozen times.

"What are you guys doing? Stop!" a policeman shouted angrily.

The angry crowd immediately stopped. Following which, a group of police pushed their way through the crowd and came before director Martin.

"Director Martin, are you alright?!" the leader of the police asked with concern.

"I, I was hit. You, why did you guys come so late?!" Martin wanted to cry but had no tears to shed as he looked at the policeman in front of him.

"There's a traffic jam. Sorry!" The leader of the police said apologetically, then looked around angrily and said, "How can you beat me up? Do you know who you are fighting? International director Martin, you bastards, get the hell out of here! "

Although the surrounding people were excited, they had already seen the police coming and their actions. They knew that the police had acquiesced to all that they had done. Now that the police had asked them to leave, they definitely wouldn't stay any longer and turned around to leave.

"Don't let them go, they hit me!" Martin shouted excitedly.

"Director Martin, don't talk anymore. What else can you do if you don't get beaten up!" The policeman said.

"You guys are here, but they can still hit me?" Martin asked.

"In China, the people are the masters."

When Martin heard this, he shivered and quickly shut his mouth.

Not long after, everyone had left.

A group of police officers escorted Martin out of the room. However, the moment they walked out of the room, countless flashing lights lit up and microphones were passed to them one by one.

These reporters hadn't come into the room before because if they did, they might be able to get a picture of Martin getting beaten up. If someone were to pursue the matter, then the hitman would definitely be detained, so these reporters were waiting outside the room in tacit understanding.

Although the scene of Martin being beaten up would definitely cause a sensation, in front of the righteousness of this country, the Chinese people still stood together. The police, the reporters, and the angry citizens all formed a tacit understanding with each other.

"Director Martin, I heard you bribed Su Yue'e to bribe a producer with the surname Guo, is there such a thing?"

"Director Martin, I heard from Su Yue Er that you drugged that producer named Guo, right?"

Many punches on his face and many kicks on his body made him look like a beggar. His clothes were torn, and his hair was messy. With the protection of the police officers around him, Martin looked like a fugitive who had been caught.

"Defamation, this is all slander. I will take up the legal system to protect myself. I believe that your Chinese government will give me justice!" Martin yelled as he was led forward by the police. With his miserable appearance, Martin looked to be in dire straits.

After that, the group of reporters all drove to the police station and waited outside the station. At the same time, in the lobby of the hotel, the people who had beaten up Martin earlier gathered at the front desk to compensate the hotel for the money. After all, Martin was Martin, while the hotel was the hotel, and although these people were angry, they still had their fair share of responsibilities.

However, the hotel had no intention of making them pay.

"I didn't see that it was you guys who broke that door. There was a problem with that door a long time ago. We were planning to change it, so let's disperse!" The manager of the hotel said to everyone.

Everyone understood the meaning behind the words' hotel 'as they all cheered and walked out of the hotel. This matter had come to a temporary end here. In another hotel, Guo Yunpeng was in his room.

Another major event was happening.

Guo Yunpeng's room.

Xu Taiping knocked on the door, then it opened.

When the door opened, Xu Taiping frowned because there was a group of people inside the room.

This group of people consisted of around a dozen or so people, all wearing black suits, with a valiant aura about them. Although this aura was nothing to Xu Taiping, any one of these people could easily challenge a dozen of them.

"Old Guo, this is going to be a big battle!" Xu Taiping walked a few steps into the living room as he spoke.

When he arrived at the living room, Xu Taiping was stunned …

There was a sofa in the living room, but a woman was sitting on it.

This woman was around 30 years old and was dressed in designer clothes.

She sat there with a cold look on her face, as if someone owed her money.

There was a man kneeling in front of her.

This man was none other than Guo Yunpeng!

Not only was Guo Yunpeng kneeling on the ground, but there was even a durian beneath his knees!

That's right, it was durian!

This Guo Yunpeng was actually kneeling in his room?!

Xu Taiping felt like he had seen a ghost. Mobile users please browse and read, better reading experience.