Around eight o 'clock at night, Zhang Yang was woken up half an hour earlier than the eight women.
"What happened? Ugh … My head hurts! "
Even if one woke up from a mental shock, there would be a period of mental exhaustion.
"Who are you?"
Zhang Yang waited for his mental state to recover, then he was shocked to find two people sitting on the sofa.
One was wearing a hood, his face hidden in the shadows. The other was wearing a mask, and his hands were fiddling with his computer.
Zhang Yang obviously knew what was on the computer. He roared, "Damn it! Who let you touch my computer! "
Lan Mu sat motionless, and Bai Ze kicked him. Zhang Yang was already dizzy, and he was kicked to the ground.
"You're living a good life! You've played with so many women, and not only that … You even filmed it! "
"Psychopath?"
Zhang Yang seemed to have been hit in the head. He had been in the entertainment industry for so long, and he naturally knew how important the videos on the computer were. If they were leaked, it would be an earthquake in the entertainment industry! The media would be in a frenzy! The public's opinion would drown him, and even an entertainment empire would collapse in minutes.
Seeing that the computer was in someone's hands, Zhang Yang was so angry that he gritted his teeth. He looked around, and the eight women in the hall were all unconscious. He didn't know what drugs the other party used, but his head was still dizzy, and he naturally didn't have the ability to snatch it back.
"Hmph, you saw the videos inside? Isn't it just playing with a few women? Most of them were willing, and some even took the initiative. What's the big deal? "
Bai Ze laughed, "So you don't mind making it public?"
"Don't, don't!" Zhang Yang immediately cowered.
"Who are you? Damn it, using drugs to make us unconscious … Are you here for money? I'll give you money! "
Bai Ze sneered, "Hehe, how much money can you give?"
Zhang Yang saw that it was easy to talk about money.
"Is ten million enough? Give me back my computer. "
"Tell me who sent you, and I'll give you five million each."
Lan Mu shook his head. After this guy lost his super USB drive, he was already trash.
Not to mention that he had no ability, he only knew how to bully women. Even without Lan Mu's intervention, Zhang Yang would sooner or later squander away all the money he had accumulated.
"Twenty million? You're so rich … But as far as I know, you have nothing now. "Lan Mu said in a low voice.
Zhang Yang frowned and looked at Lan Mu. He couldn't tell which of the two people sitting on the sofa was the master.
"Hmph! Don't you know who I am? In the entertainment industry, how could my name, Zhang Yang, not be worth 20 million yuan? Just write a script … "
"Can you write it?" Lan Mu suddenly interrupted him.
"Uh …" Zhang Yang froze. He broke out in cold sweat and asked, "What do you mean?"
"Are you really that talented? If you face those who doubt you now, can you still come up with a work to fight back? "
Zhang Yang stood uneasily. He knew that his trump card, the most important treasure, was lost. Without the super USB drive, he had only studied in a technical school for a few years. Writing a script? He had always plagiarized!
"Hmph, do you think I'm still the same as when I first started? I slapped faces all the way to the peak of my life. So many people who doubted me were all silenced and ruined by my counterattack. Now, who dares to doubt me? Even if there is! I don't even care! "
"What is my status now? Do I need to fight back against those haters? Each of my fans can scold them to death with just one sentence. "
Listening to Zhang Yang's bragging, Lan Mu sneered, "After talking for so long, you still can't come up with a new work?"
Zhang Yang had already figured it out. He said in surprise, "The USB drive was taken by you guys?"
"What? You admit that you are a plagiarist? "
Zhang Yang said angrily, "Give it back to me! Damn it! "
He rushed forward recklessly. Bai Ze kicked him over. Seeing that he was crazy, he quickly took out a gun and aimed it at Zhang Yang.
"Let's just kill him!"
Zhang Yang saw the gun and felt the murderous aura from Bai Ze and Lan Mu. He immediately became obedient.
He immediately squeezed out a smile and said, "Let's talk nicely. Don't shoot … Yes, yes, yes … I admit that I plagiarized. Let me go. How about 30 million?"
Lan Mu asked, "I'll ask! You answer! Tell me everything. I'll return the computer to you when you're done. "
Zhang Yang had no choice. With a gun pointed at his head, he could only bite the bullet and tell the truth.
After that, he told the truth that he was a plagiarist and how he used all kinds of coercion, bribery, and drugs to recruit new people.
From underage to mature women, there was no one he didn't avoid!
Lan Mu became more and more speechless. In the end, he was too lazy to ask anymore and just waved his hand.
Bai Ze saw that Lan Mu was impatient. He smiled and handed the computer to him.
"You were unconscious for six hours. Do you know what happened?"
Zhang Yang looked at the computer. The screen showed the home page of a large news website, and it was already filled with some big news.
"Fanboy Demon Hundred Killer, the biggest scum in the entertainment circle."
"King of Unspoken Rules, the history of all the female artists in Feiyang Entertainment!"
"Love Demon Zhang Yang is suspected of using illegal drugs and illegally violating her. The police have filed a case for investigation."
"The biggest scandal in the entertainment circle …"
Big red bold headlines about Zhang Yang suddenly spread all over the Internet. It was really a media carnival.
Zhang Yang was sweating profusely. His face was full of horror. His breathing was rapid and his whole body was trembling.
"Bastard! You actually posted it! You are crazy! What's in it for you? "
He knew that he was finished. For some unwilling women, he used a lot of illegal means. Now the police must be frantically looking for him.
Who asked him to court death and insist on taking up photography? He also liked to save it and admire it.
Now, he dominated the headlines for at least a week. Countless netizens were downloading his videos and admiring his poses with countless female stars, flight attendants, art school beauties, and teachers. Although they were quickly deleted and banned, many people downloaded a few in the first place.
Then they secretly shared and pieced together. The netizens could also gather all hundreds of videos. The amazing people who gathered them all treated them as treasures and made copies of them more than ten times.
Perhaps when this matter continued to be hyped up, countless netizens who wanted to see various female stars on screen would definitely cry and beg for the "compressed version" on the Internet.
Zhang Yang's reputation had been ruined. He still had to face a series of consequences such as imprisonment, huge compensation, and company bankruptcy.
Bai Ze patted Zhang Yang's shoulder. His legs went soft and he fell to the ground.
"Congratulations, your name has gone down in history!"
Zhang Yang's face was pale. His eyes were full of despair. No one knew what he was thinking.
Suddenly, Lan Mu sensed that the police were nearby. It seemed that they had found Zhang Yang and wanted to arrest him.
Lan Mu immediately said in a low voice, "The police are here … Execute God's Punishment!"
Bai Ze nodded and was about to shoot Zhang Yang.
Suddenly, Zhang Yang violently grabbed the gun and wanted to snatch it.
"Puff!"
Lan Mu sat still. A cloud of frost gathered on the ground and turned into a tall icicle. It directly pierced Zhang Yang's chest.
The icicle pierced his heart. Blood flowed out. It looked like he would die soon.
"Beep … Beep …"
The sirens were getting closer. Lan Mu put away the frost. There was no trace at the scene. The police couldn't find the murder weapon.
"Let's go!"
Lan Mu raised his hand. Zhang Yang's soul was sucked into his hand and wrapped in the power of darkness.
His other hand dropped a small recording pen onto the ground. It was a recording of their conversation with Zhang Yang.
Bai Ze quickly cleaned up the scene and made sure that there were no mistakes.
Beside Zhang Yang's body, there were eight unconscious women. They didn't know what had happened.
The two rushed out of the villa and got into the car. After driving for about ten meters, they passed by the police car.
Of course, the police didn't know that the car had committed a crime. They were here to find Zhang Yang, so they went straight to the villa and ignored the car.
"The police will definitely suspect our car when they find God's Punishment."
There were only their car and a few police cars on the road in front of the villa. Who would they suspect if not them?
However, Bai Ze laughed. "It's okay. There are no surveillance cameras on this road. They won't remember what we look like. Besides, we covered our faces! "
"This car is also an illegal car. I didn't buy it. They won't be able to trace it back to me."
Lan Mu nodded. He believed that Bai Ze wouldn't be so stupid as to let the police track him down.
At this time, he was playing with a ball of black energy in his hand. Zhang Yang's soul was sealed inside.
Not only did he want to destroy him physically, but he also wanted to play with his soul like he did with Paul.
He took out a soul ball from his pocket. It was a spare soul that Lan Mu collected when he left the Golden City.
There were about five hundred souls. He took out a hundred souls and gave them to Zhang Yang.
The originally hazy black shadow immediately became clear. Zhang Yang's appearance was completely reflected. Even the shadow of his clothes could be seen.
Zhang Yang looked at Lan Mu with hatred. However, he was then firmly suppressed by the strong spiritual imprint. He could only obediently submit.
"Remember me? Where's Fox? USB drive? Tang Wei? Du Yue 'er? Condor, League of Legends … "
Lan Mu asked a lot of questions in a row. They were all related to Zhang Yang.
Among them, Lan Mu was the one who killed him. Of course, he remembered.
Fox and the super USB drive were all deeply engraved in his memory. Tang Wei and Du Yue 'er's memories were a bit fainter.
As for the Condor novel and League of Legends, the two works that he released himself, he had no impression of them at all.
Death caused him to lose a lot of memory. However, because his soul was strengthened to a hundred, his intelligence did not decrease.
"Eh … if that's the case …"
Lan Mu was shocked. When he came back to his senses, he thought of a very important point.
"No matter what, I have to test it."
"Brother … I hope you haven't completely dissipated …"
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