Brother Dao Took the Entertainment Industry by Storm, Fans Beg Me Not to Kill Anymore-Chapter 351: Criminals in the Shadows (1)

A truck was currently parked quietly at the entrance of the logistics warehouse.

The cleaner pushed her cart, walked to the back of that vehicle, and spoke to Brother Hong who was following behind her.

"Where's the car key?"

"Here."

The man tucked a cigarette behind his ear, then said, "Don't come back after you're done. The police will be investigating the staff later, the manager will help you ask for leave."

"Okay."

"Damn that fucking reporter," Brother Hong cursed again. "Everyone else is doing it, why is he only investigating us? How can you thrive these days without doing some of this business? He's the only one making a fuss, delaying everyone's money-making."

"What's wrong with doing it privately? As long as you appear glamorous and proper in public, that's enough! Haven't you seen many young people nowadays think this industry is good, that it makes money fast, dreaming of coming out to do this business?" 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

"Stupid fucking reporter, not focusing on national affairs, not focusing on the frontlines of the war, just idle and bored all day investigating us—"

Just talking wasn't enough to vent his anger. Brother Hong lifted his leg and delivered a kick, directly kicking the person awake again.

"Mmph, cough-cough—"

Zhou Junhao's consciousness was still somewhat unclear. He struggled to curl his body into a ball to make himself feel a bit better, while also sensing a strong, thick metallic taste of blood filling his mouth—

But just as Zhou Junhao thought the next kick was about to land on him again, a crisp, muffled groan suddenly came from beside him.

"Crack—"

Zhou Junhao desperately tried to scratch at the black sack covering him, wanting to see what was happening outside. But he was simply too exhausted, his two eyelids felt like they were fighting each other. His fingers, clearly intending to tear open the barrier in front of him, actually couldn't move at all. He could only hazily hear the sound of fists hitting flesh from outside, before losing consciousness again...

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Outside the garbage sack, Brother Hong wanted to lift his leg to continue kicking the person, but didn't expect someone to suddenly leap down from the truck behind him, delivering a flying kick straight to his head.

Brother Hong was kicked so hard his head snapped to the side, crashing to the ground with a thud and skidding across the floor.

"Ah—"

The cleaner nearby let out a short, sharp scream, only to be immediately grabbed by the throat by the suddenly appearing person.

The person was dressed entirely in black, even wearing a black hood over their head that didn't reveal their eyes. Their figure was also concealed within loose clothing, almost blending into the shadows behind them, making it hard to tell if they were human or ghost.

She frantically grabbed at the other's arm, wanting to struggle, but it was futile.

This person who suddenly appeared was naturally Xiao He, who had followed them all the way.

He didn't care if this person was male or female, directly pinned them to the ground and delivered several punches, then lifted a foot and kicked them away.

The previously quite arrogant duo was instantly taken out.

Xiao He wasn't in a hurry to finish them off. He strode over to the garbage sack on the ground nearby, tore it open with force, and carefully checked the person inside—

When he saw the originally quite handsome young man beaten to a point where he was almost unrecognizable, Xiao He's anger instantly shot up.

Very good, a matching makeover coming right up.

Xiao He felt for the person's pulse, confirmed there was still a breath, then directly turned around, dragged the groaning Brother Hong over from the ground, and without a word, started "crafting the look" on his face.

Brother Hong had been injured quite badly by Xiao He's earlier flying kick from above, but after regaining his senses, he also began to consciously block and counterattack, trying to throw the person pinning him down off.

But Xiao He was no longer just a college student who could only dodge. He directly lowered his center of gravity, firmly pressing the man down, then attacked with both hands, delivering punches that hit flesh squarely on the other's face.

Although he had never drawn any super awesome martial arts skills from the system, many of the skills he did draw came with inherent body techniques, and these techniques made learning martial arts or self-defense in reality incredibly easy for him.

Moreover, Xiao He had never slacked off. The skills learned at the martial arts hall were forever his own. Senior Ma, whom he had met at the martial arts hall, had already progressed from lamenting a "martial arts prodigy" to resenting the unfairness of heaven. Every time he saw Xiao He, it was with a look of heart-wrenching pain.

Of course, Xiao He didn't get overconfident. While busy delivering "loving education" to Brother Hong on the ground, he also paid attention to the situation behind him. Sure enough, after a while, he heard the sound of a plastic bag behind him—

The danger warning precisely sounded. Xiao He directly rolled on the spot to evade, avoiding the attack from the cleaner behind him.

It turned out this cleaner had just tried to sneakily attack him with a plastic bag, aiming to cover his head!

Judging by the technique, it was quite proficient!

Xiao He directly executed a sweeping leg, intending to take her down first.

Unexpectedly, the other party's reaction speed this time was very fast. She also jumped to the side, evading Xiao He's attack.

Brother Hong on the ground covered his already swollen and red face, struggling to sit up.

"Ptooey—"

He touched his bloodied cheek, spat a mouthful of bloody saliva to the side, along with several teeth.

It was clear Xiao He had truly gone all out just now.

Brother Hong's eyes turned sinister as he reached to feel for the small knife on his person. "Damn it, attack together!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Xiao He kicked away the small knife he had drawn.

Brother Hong: ! Fuck!

With Xiao He's movement, the vital points of his body were inevitably exposed to the cleaner. Seizing this opportunity decisively, she threw a precise left hook aimed at Xiao He's face, but Xiao He blocked it with quick eyes and hands.

This time, Xiao He confirmed she had some combat skills.

In the instant Xiao He blocked, she coiled around his blocking arm like a snake, then twisted her waist and leaped lightly, wanting to directly spread her legs and lock onto Xiao He's neck.

This entire set of moves flowed seamlessly, sending a chill down Xiao He's neck. But he didn't retreat either. He directly raised his other arm to block her leg, preventing her from locking it in place, then started a leap, fiercely slamming her to the ground with him!

"Thud—"

As luck would have it, Xiao He's falling direction was still towards Brother Hong. Accompanied by a muffled sound and Brother Hong's pained scream, Xiao He directly landed on these two human cushions. Taking advantage of this momentary gap where the force was dissipated, he successfully withdrew both his arms.

At this moment, the two on the ground were still dazed from the fall.

Xiao He didn't hold back either. He directly picked up the plastic bag that had fallen on the ground, walked behind the cleaner, skillfully slipped it over her head, then stepped on the spot where Brother Hong's chest bone was fractured, pressed the cleaner against his knee, and pulled back with force—

Instantly, the person who often used this move to harm others also experienced the terror of suffocating death!

Screams and gurgling sounds together pierced the silence of the logistics warehouse.