It was not a meaningless move for Ren Xiaosu to guard the Hope Media's courtyard. If those people with ulterior motives in the stronghold wanted to cause chaos in all of Luoyang City, they would not be able to achieve their goal by simply holding some unimportant residents hostage in some unimportant places.
Just like now. The Knight no longer hesitated and chose to attack by force.
Putting aside the hostages in their hands, those hostage-takers would not be able to withstand a single blow from the regular troops and supernatural beings.
So if Ren Xiaosu and the others could think of this, how could they not?
If they really wanted to restrain the garrison troops and the Knight and make the Knight hesitate in taking action, they would have to capture the most important people first.
Who was the most important? To the Qinghe Group, Xu Ke was the most important, and so were the group of people behind Ren Xiaosu.
The Knight was the Qinghe Group's toughest backbone. If anyone wanted to target the Qinghe Group, they would have to use their toughest fists to smash the other party into pieces.
Meanwhile, Hope Media was the spirit of the Qinghe Group.
Ren Xiaosu found out from his conversation with Jiang Xu that Hope Media was jointly established by him and Xu Ke after a discussion. The group of busy people behind them were still sticking to their posts in the midst of the chaos, not for a meager salary or for fame and fortune, but for their ideals.
As the sky gradually darkened, the lights in the building lit up. Under the lights, hundreds of people could be seen fighting for their ideals.
Were they not afraid? How could that be possible? Fear was a human instinct. It was just that they could not leave.
Today's Hope Media newspaper was a little special. Three editions were published in one day. The first edition was normal, while the other two were relatively thin and only recorded the happenings in Luoyang City.
Once the contents of the manuscript were approved, it would immediately be transmitted via satellite to the Hope Media branches throughout the Barrier Alliance and published locally.
Jiang Xu was doing this because he wanted to shout to the world through the power in his hands and let the world see what was happening in Luoyang City.
However, the various Hope Media branches also encountered some resistance. The Kong Clan consortium's printing press suddenly began to refuse to print Hope Media's newspapers.
The Kong Clan Consortium did not reject them forcefully. Instead, it was the printing factory that had used up all the paper they had in stock. They were too sorry and could not print today. They would have to wait until tomorrow.
It was obvious that he wanted to get through today before thinking about anything else. As for tomorrow, it was hard to say if Hope Media would still be around.
Of all the organizations in the Central Plains, only the Pyro Company remained silent. It was as though they had nothing to do with it.
In the past, everyone thought the Pyro Company and the Qinghe Group were helping each other out. But they did not expect the Pyro Company would choose to stand by and do nothing at this critical moment.
No one knew what the Pyro Company was up to, nor did anyone have the energy to pay attention to them. Everything would have to wait until the night was over!
Jiang Xu stood on the top floor of the building. As he had read too many articles, he felt extremely exhausted.
The deputy chief editor stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows in his office and looked at Ren Xiaosu, who was sitting in the yard downstairs. The young man was not wearing expensive clothes. In the eyes of many stronghold residents, he might even look a little down and out. The chair he was sitting in did not look imposing at all. It was just a broken wooden chair.
But for some reason, Deputy Chief Editor Ji Yi felt that the young man was as heavy as a mountain when he looked at him.
"Chief Editor, who is this young man?" Ji Yi asked.
"He's the one who said that sentence on the fifth page." Jiang Xu also got up and walked over to the glass window.
"He was the one who said that?" Ji Yi was stunned. "Then what's he doing now? Why is he sitting in our yard?"
"He's protecting us." Jiang Xu looked at Ren Xiaosu's figure and smiled. "He's telling everyone not to be afraid. No one can enter the Hope Media building tonight."
"You trust him that much?" Ji Yi wondered.
"At first, I thought he might have heard those words from somewhere, so I only valued those words and not the person himself. I only felt that those words were a treasure of this era." Jiang Xu suddenly gave an irrelevant answer. "Later on, as I got to know him better, I realized it wasn't a coincidence that he said those words. Alright, let's get back to work. We still have a lot to do. "
At this moment, the staff coming and going in the Hope Media building could see Ren Xiaosu at the entrance. The colleagues by the windows would also occasionally glance at Ren Xiaosu's back when they were tired.
For some reason, the panic in their hearts would settle down a little.
A female editor who had learned how to sketch even used simple lines to draw the back of Ren Xiaosu sitting in a chair during her break.
Calm, tranquil, and confident.
It was as though no matter who came, they would not be able to shake that young man.
When night fell, Old Li and Zhang Qingxi finally finished cleaning up all the thugs. There were many casualties among the hostages. Fortunately, the Qinghe Group's staff immediately came to stabilize the scene. That was how Lee Young-yoon and the others were able to escape the questioning of the hostages' families.
At this moment, Ren Xiaosu heard gunshots again. The crisp sound seemed to tear apart the night sky that had just calmed down.
He turned his head and looked at the bright moon in the sky. The crescent moon was curved like a hook.
At the same time, the Hope Media staff upstairs saw Ren Xiaosu stand up. Everyone was a little puzzled. The female editor who sketched Ren Xiaosu said to her colleague next to her, "He's standing up. Is something going to happen?"
As soon as she finished speaking, they saw a group of unknown thugs rushing in from outside the yard. They were armed with live ammunition.
Behind these people, there was another person wearing a combat uniform walking in alone like he was taking a leisurely stroll.
Just as Ren Xiaosu had expected, if the other party wanted to create real chaos, they would definitely make a move on Hope Media. Moreover, when night fell, it would be the world of supernatural beings!
The thugs in black combat uniforms rushed into the Hope Media building like a group of black beasts. But as soon as they rushed into the yard, they were stunned. A young man was standing calmly in front of them.
Ren Xiaosu said calmly, "This is the place y 'all shouldn't have destroyed the most."
In an instant, the thugs opened fire on Ren Xiaosu. When the editors upstairs saw the gunfire in the dark, they all cried out in alarm.
But in the blink of an eye, they saw the young man who had been sitting in the yard for a long time suddenly leap up. In the blink of an eye, he transformed into a steel beast and smashed into the crowd of thugs!
When the cold metal armor collided with human bones, there was only one outcome — the bones were shattered into pieces.
Everyone in the Hope Media building stopped what they were doing and stood by the windows to look at Ren Xiaosu.
A male reporter picked up a chair and shouted, "If you're a man, then follow me and rush down to help him!"
But just as he finished speaking, Jiang Xu came into their office and said coldly, "What are you all doing here? Isn't it chaotic enough? Hurry up and get back to what you're doing. Do you think he's here to protect us? No, he's here to protect what we're doing and fight for the truth. Put away your unnecessary hot-bloodedness and focus on the only thing valuable to you right now. Even if you die, you have to die while pursuing the truth. "
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