Chapter 76

"Hahahaha, Brother Hao, you really know how to joke." Tang Kerong's laughter was getting closer.

The door was pushed open, and Tang Kerong's expression froze instantly.

Zhang Xiuming was sitting in her chair, staring at her, and then his eyes fell on Hao Da's hand which she was holding.

Tang Kerong pretended to be calm and pushed Hao Da's hand away. Hao Da also smiled awkwardly, but he didn't understand the atmosphere and greeted Zhang Xiuming instead:

"Hey, bro."

Suddenly, Zhang Xiuming jumped up from his chair and quickly moved in front of them.

Tang Kerong's pupils shrank slightly and she stepped back. For the first time, she saw an unprecedented indifference on this man's face, even... even hatred!

"Xiu, Xiu Ming, it's not what you think. Hao Da and I just have an ordinary cooperative relationship. Ming, Ming Xiu, do you doubt me?" Tang Kerong said as he stepped back.

Zhang Xiuming stared at her and gritted his teeth: "Let me ask you, what did you do the last time you saw my dad?"

"W-what? I didn't look. No, I looked. I, I, I..."

"Why did his props suddenly go out of control?" Zhang Xiuming took a step forward.

"Because, I, I, Xiuming, why do you suddenly ask this... Don't come near me, I'm a little scared."

"Brother, you're getting too close." Hao Da came over and tried to stop him with his hand. Halfway through his hand, he was unexpectedly punched on the head and fell to the ground with a dull thud.

"ah--"

Tang Kerong couldn't help but scream. Zhang Xiuming knocked Hao Da to the ground and stared at her with murderous eyes.

His whole body was shaking violently, as if he was going to rush over and tear her to pieces in the next second.

"Don't come over here, don't come over here, if you come over here again I will call for help, ah——"

[Oh my god, the sudden howl scared me to death.]

"Why are you so afraid of me? You're lying! Tang Kerong, it was you who pissed off my dad to death, wasn't it?!" Zhang Xiuming locked the door. He wanted to know the answer today, but the man in front of him kept lying, lying, and lying!

"Yes, no, no, no, no, don't come over here, ah~~"

"Did you do the prop thing back then? Did you and Hao Da do it? Did you plan it? Was it?"

The other person grabbed her shoulders and forced her to look at his bloodshot face. Tang Kerong was trembling, her legs went weak and she couldn't help but slide down, but was held up by the other person.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Zhang Xiuming, I didn't mean it, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it..."

[Oh? Is this an admission?]

Bang! Tang Kerong was thrown into the corner. Hao Da was about to stand up with great difficulty when he was knocked unconscious by Tang Kerong again. The back of his head hit the hard floor, while Tang Kerong's head hit the wall, with another crisp bang.

There were footsteps outside, and someone asked, "What happened? Who was screaming just now?"

[Oh, Hao Da's agent is here. He used to trample on Hao Da to death in order to support him. He is the one who bought the most navy!]

The person who came was a fat middle-aged man. He pushed open the door and froze in his place: "Zhang, Zhang Xiuming, you, you, you, why are you here?"

His anger had made him lose his mind. Before the agent Hao could say anything, Zhang Xiuming rushed over and punched him. The agent was knocked to the ground and was stunned.

"Zhang, Zhang Xiuming, you, you, you, what are you doing?"

Following behind was Hao Da's makeup artist, a thin middle-aged man. When he saw the scene, he didn't even dare to rush forward.

[Oh my god, this is Hao Da's makeup artist. When the props went wrong, she specially made a scary burning makeup for Hao Da. She knew it wasn't that serious, but she made him look like a pitiful war-damaged figure to make all netizens feel sorry for him. She also posted a weird Weibo post. She is the one who made an indispensable contribution to the flames!]

Zhang Xiuming rushed forward and punched the opponent directly. The opponent groaned and fell to the ground.

Zhang Xiuming remained silent. He had completely lost his mind. Even though his hands were red from beating, he felt nothing. Rage clouded his mind and he hated everything around him.

The people he loved actually teamed up with a group of people to frame him, and that group of people are still living well in this world. Not only were those who framed him not punished, but everyone made a fortune!

Two more men came in from behind. When they saw Zhang Xiuming, they were also panicked because they knew what had been done to Zhang Xiuming and were terrified.

[Hao Da's two personal assistants, who cleaned up Hao Da's mess, successfully cleared up the evidence of the frame-up and made a fortune with Hao Da.]

"Zhang Xiuming, how could you..."

Boom—Boom—

There were two loud bangs, and two people were hit on the head by a punch. They flew to the ground. One person hit the back of his head against the wall, and his head was buzzing so hard that he could hardly stand up.

One person woke up, but he didn't dare to stop Zhang Xiuming. He could only lie on the ground and didn't dare to get up.

He has lost his mind now and people will die.

"Ah~~Zhang Xiuming, Zhang, Zhang Xiuming, what are you doing ah ah ah~~"

[Fuck, aren’t these Tang Kerong’s three personal assistants? To be honest, Xiao K still has some conscience, but these three are completely obsessed with money, and they even mixed in and pretended to be passers-by to be splashed with dirty water! ]

[The reason why Tang Kerong could so brazenly ask Hao Da to book a room with her was because these people helped to cover up the mess behind the scenes.]

[These people are all hanging on the same rope. If anything happens to any one of them, the others will lose their jobs.]

[After taking the money, he completely lost his morals. In order to save money, he and Tang Kerong stepped on other artists, and even caused an artist to commit suicide due to depression. What a careless guy! ]

Snap—Snap—Snap—

Zhang Xiuming slapped each of the three men in succession. The three men were slapped back several steps and almost at the same time covered their faces and stared at the beast with wide eyes.

"You...you..." One of them had trembling lips and couldn't utter a word. The other's bloody eyes glared at them, and everyone took several steps back in an instant. They didn't want to offend a madman, let alone the person who had been wronged by them!

[Oh my god, why is there a paparazzi outside? Why did he come at this time instead of earlier?]

[Ah? This paparazzi is actually the one who made his fortune by writing negative articles about Zhang Xiuming?]

The paparazzi slipped in wearing a black mask. When he saw the mess inside and several people lying on the ground, he immediately raised the camera in his hand. Just as he was about to take a picture, the camera in his hand was snatched away by someone. As the camera was hung around his neck with a rope, he was pulled over.

Zhang Xiuming's face was extremely dark, and he didn't even know how ugly his face was. He pulled the camera and yelled at the other party:

"Don't you like taking pictures? Huh? Go ahead and take pictures! Don't you like to get rich by slandering others? Go ahead and write! Are you so happy to destroy other people's dreams? Are you so happy to make this kind of money? Why don't you take pictures? Are you happy to destroy me?"

The paparazzi was so frightened that he was stunned. There were red marks on his neck. He just wanted to say something when he heard the other party roar:

"Are you happy to destroy me? You are eating our blood! Go to hell!!!"

Bang! The camera hit the paparazzi directly in the face, leaving a hole in his forehead and blood flowing slowly down his forehead.

The man was wailing in pain. At this time, Tang Kerong got up from the ground. She stood aside and was about to turn on her cell phone to call the police. Zhang Xiuming stared at her after hearing the noise.

Tang Kerong didn't stop her movements. Zhang Xiuming rushed over and slapped her hard on the left side of her face, spitting at her: "You murderer, bitch!"

"Zhang Xiuming—you're crazy, you're crazy, you're crazy, you're crazy!" Tang Kerong also started to go crazy, her face was swollen like a bun, she started to scream, "I'm going to call the police to arrest you and put you in jail, arrest you!"

Zhang Xiuming rushed forward and slapped the man again, knocking him down.

[Oh no, oh no, the situation will get out of control if this continues. These people are definitely not good people, but if a serious accident happens, his life will be ruined.]

[At least my family still has property and a certain amount of wealth to allow me to live a good life, but if these evil people bite me back, all the harm I have suffered will be in vain.]

[If you ask me, since these people are harming people, then we should find evidence. When the entire Internet was blackening, didn’t they hire a lot of companies to fan the flames? If we find evidence that they hired trolls to harm people and then expose it in the media, we can completely take revenge.]

[If you have to pay a huge amount of compensation after you are sent to jail, then you are playing into the hands of these people? The bad guys just get beaten up and the money they deserve is still paid, and they don’t get any punishment.]

Mo Keyu hid in a corner some distance away from the group of people. Just when she was about to continue hiding in the corner, her cell phone rang.

It’s a WeChat message.

[Fuck, Dad, you're sending me a message at this time!]

Mo Keyu hurriedly muted her phone, which contained a message from Father Mo:

Ke Yu, happy birthday!

When she looked up, she found that the other person was looking at her with extremely strange eyes. Mo Keyu suddenly felt creepy and didn't dare to look at the other person:

"Um...Mr. Zhang, calm down. Calm down."

Mo Keyu said that she had been hiding in the corner and the few people who had just come in probably didn't know she existed.

[Dad really screwed me!]

[Aaaaaaah, I'm going to get beaten even if I don't know how to do it. Let me use a pillow to protect myself!]

Mo Keyu quickly hugged the sofa and put a pillow on it to cover his chest:

"Mr. Zhang, don't be impulsive. Maybe these people did something bad to you, but you have to stay rational and think carefully. Don't let these people ruin your future."

There were three assistants standing there crying, and they all looked at Mo Keyu at this time.

"I know you are angry, but think carefully. The bad guys must be punished, but you need to think calmly now. Venting your anger will only put you in a disadvantageous position!"

[Ahhhhhh, I'm going to die. My cheeks are burning.]

[Ahh, should I put a scarf on my face? There are no helmets here.]

[I heard that when people lose their minds, they will attack indiscriminately. I know this, but Zhang Xiuming is a victim. If he makes a mistake, wouldn’t that just allow those bad guys to succeed?]

[Even if I risk getting beaten, I can't let him fall into the abyss!]