Chapter 2160 - 2160: A Crazy Journey for Love

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For his wife, President Liu really has gone way over the top.

A calm, seasoned political genius, buried in work, always dealing with grand narratives, but the moment you mention his wife, the passion's still there!

Do you know how crazy he is?

He actually called Trump and said he wanted to personally go to the Great East Pot and personally drag Chen Shi back.

Trump, that old madman, is also just an old guy full of "Fan'er" enthusiasm, and he actually got excited too, felt this was just awesome, a truly great idea, absolutely no problem.

Of course, he's smart too, and asked straight out if there was anything he could do to help Zhizhong.

Liu Zhizhong said he needed a United States passport, an aged one, showing he was a Huazhong with United States nationality, the kind who likes to travel all over the place.

That was easy, special case, fast track, no need to go through a ton of procedures.

Twelve hours later, Trump sent someone to deliver the passport Liu Zhizhong wanted.

The photo was Liu Zhizhong's, the birthdate just made up.

But all the stamps and chops in the passport were real.

In this passport, Liu Zhizhong had already been to more than a hundred countries and regions around the world, a seasoned travel and photography master.

Alright then, with this very worn passport in hand, Comrade Liu Zhizhong set out.

He set out alone!

Without any security measures whatsoever!

Fuck…

This feeling of going fully DIY really made Trump green with envy.

The crazy old man personally went to the airport to secretly see Liu Zhizhong off, using a secret passage.

At the airport farewell, he hugged Liu Zhizhong earnestly, showering him with nonstop praise.

"My God, look at this president, how free he is! I never imagined I myself would have a day like this, and maybe I never will. O free man, you are mad, you are endlessly admirable and awe‑inspiring. I wish you safety, I wish you success! My God, I have witnessed such a great era, with such remarkable figures emerging, including you and me, hahaha…"

Honestly, at a moment like this, it's hard to tell who's enemy and who's friend, or you could say they were just an old and a young friend parting ways.

Liu Zhizhong's wisdom and courage really conquered this old madman Trump; his deep admiration went without saying.

Then Liu Zhizhong slung a light backpack over his shoulder, grabbed a carry‑on suitcase, went straight through the secret passage, boarded a commercial airliner, and flew east.

Only then did Trump head back, his heart full of admiration: here was a brave man embarking on an interesting adventure.

Of course, he really wasn't worried about Liu Zhizhong's safety, because wherever this man went, he would be safe; otherwise he couldn't have created and launched the great era of the Wale Republic. In the face of any danger, he'd definitely find a way.

It's just that he certainly didn't know that Liu Zhizhong wasn't going in person to catch some Chen Shi for the sake of justice and public duty; he was only going to see his wife.

With Liu Zhizhong gone, the EWTTP work on the United States side was still being carried forward by his team in coordination with the United States, and he wasn't worried.

He transferred in the Far Country, then flew on to the Great East Pot's Demon City.

After landing in Demon City, he immediately boarded a plane to Fudong Province. As soon as he got on, he went to sleep to start adjusting his jet lag.

At this time, Wen Bao had already arranged for a Mr. Wo Long to drive a taxi to the airport there and wait for Liu Zhizhong.

As for Liu Zhizhong personally coming to the Great East Pot to make the arrest, Wen Bao had not supported it at first.

But thinking about it, the plan was foolproof, so the risk wasn't that big. The man hadn't seen his wife in ages; letting them meet wasn't a big deal! Anyway, right now the time and chances for the two of them to meet were really far too few…

It's just that Zhao Yan now was surrounded by tight security, so it seemed a bit difficult for Liu Zhizhong to get close and see her?

But in fact, it wasn't that hard; it's just that the time wouldn't be long, nowhere near enough, hehe…

By the time Liu Zhizhong got off the plane, it was already seven o'clock that evening.

He left the airport and, following the info prompts from Wen Bao, easily found the Wolong taxi sent to pick him up.

He pulled open the door, sat straight in the back seat, and only said one sentence: "Fudong Hotel, it's already been paid for."

Wolong really lived up to the name: he didn't even turn his head, didn't bother to see what Liu Zhizhong looked like, just started the car and drove off.

The whole way, this Mr. Wo Long didn't say a single word, just drove properly, very smoothly.

The whole setup felt very professional, didn't it? Hehe…

Anyway, Liu Zhizhong was very satisfied with this Wolong, even though he had no idea what the man's name was or what he did for a living.

But one thing was certain: this Wolong's working ability was very formidable, and his pay and benefits were very generous. Otherwise, he wouldn't be a Wolong.

At the back entrance of the Fudong Hotel, Liu Zhizhong got out of the car.

He looked up and saw, mm, not bad, not bad: a black Buick MPV was parked not far away, and the license plate matched the one in the intel.

So Liu Zhizhong walked over, pulled the door open, and got in.

At this moment, Wen Bao was inside smoking, grinning at Liu Zhizhong.

He was the only one in the car, no one else.

Wen Bao's security people were scattered around, hidden among the crowd and vehicles.

Right now in the Provincial City it was peak nightlife, traffic surging like a river, lights blazing everywhere.

Who would realize that President Liu Zhizhong of this most rapidly rising small country, and his intel boss, were right there among them?

Seeing Liu Zhizhong, Wen Bao gave a bitter smile and spread his hands. "My brother, you really are insane! I truly never imagined you'd actually rush all the way from the Western Hemisphere just to see your wife."

Liu Zhizhong smiled. "If a man doesn't go crazy for a woman, it doesn't sound right, does it? Is the whole capture operation set up?"

"Not a problem at all. The Wolong network here works very efficiently. The first activation is indeed worth every cent."

Liu Zhizhong nodded; he understood very well that all the Mr. and Mrs. Wo Long were paid sky‑high rates. Not only was the monthly money paid legally, but they also had Wale or other countries' passports ready, so they could pull out at any time if needed.

Of course, Liu Zhizhong hoped that day with people holding passports and fleeing would never come; that would basically mean running for their lives.

The Second September Revolution had to succeed!

Liu Zhizhong said, "Alright, since everything's arranged, call someone to come get me. I'm going into the hotel to see my wife. Right now I have zero interest in a man like you."

Wen Bao burst out laughing, pulled out a special phone, and sent a text.

Soon, a smartly dressed, capable young married woman walked out of the Fudong Hotel, came straight over to open the door, and invited Liu Zhizhong to get out and follow her into the hotel.

She, too, was one of the Mrs. Wo Long, currently the night‑shift manager of the Fudong Hotel's housekeeping department…