Brother Dao Took the Entertainment Industry by Storm, Fans Beg Me Not to Kill Anymore

Chapter 350: Heʼs Dying, and Yet Heʼs Still...

Time returns to the present.

He didnʼt know how long he had been in this somewhat glaring smoke, but the person beside him finally threw the cigarette butt from between his fingers onto the ground.

Zhou Junhao, who had already been beaten beyond recognition, also tilted his head slightly, faintly detecting the sound of footsteps.

Soon, a somewhat familiar womanʼs voice came from the side.

”This is the kid?”

Zhou Junhaoʼs ears twitched, recognizing this as the cleaning auntie who often chatted with him. He slowly clenched his fists.

”Yeah, thatʼs right. His friend, I donʼt know if heʼs truly stupid or just pretending, actually went straight to the police.”

Brother Hong spoke, getting somewhat angry: ”So what if you canʼt get in touch? Who doesnʼt have times theyʼre unreachable? We sent the text, checked the hotel surveillance, and that guy just wouldnʼt listen to reason, refused to believe it, insisted on making a scene and getting the police involved!”

Now itʼs great. Their workload has doubled again, and the hotel has once again, yet again, fallen under police scrutiny.

This time, forget Brother Hong, even the interested parties behind the hotel, anyone who knows about this feels speechless, and also somewhat uneasy.
Although the hotel hasnʼt been open for long, and they only started this kind of ”business” officially less than a year ago, everything had been smooth sailing before, without any issues. But recently, their hotel seems to be cursed, with incidents cropping up one after another, police coming in wave after wave—itʼs just plain bad luck.

And the source of all these incidents is that Qin Yuezhang!

Every time he thinks of that man, Brother Hong grinds his teeth in hatred, really wanting to just find someone to finish him off.

Had to go and drag Wang Shaoqi into it, had to go and mention that ”business.”

Damn idiot.

However, anger is useless now. Brother Hong can only deal with the person in front of him first.

”Same as usual, you take him out.”

He couldnʼt help but pull out the cigarette case again, then lit a cigarette.

”Be quick about it. The police have already started a thorough investigation of the hotel. If heʼs still here, weʼre truly finished.”

Brother Hong looked around the area, then sighed: ”Too many things have happened recently. Fortunately, the people above had foresight and cleared out this venue ahead of time.”

These people of theirs have always been quick to react to the wind.

The cleaner didnʼt speak, just silently walked up to Zhou Junhao and pulled out a plastic bag.

Zhou Junhaoʼs pupils contracted. He wanted to struggle with all his might, but the otherʼs movements were extremely quick, even skillful, directly pulling the bag over Zhou Junhaoʼs head.

”Mmph—”

Zhou Junhao immediately began to struggle, his hands reaching back to grab the otherʼs hands, trying to claw at her fingers.

The cleanerʼs movements were agile, however. With a twist of her body, she shifted behind Zhou Junhao, pressed her knee against his back, then lifted him in a half-carrying posture, constantly pushing him upward while increasing the pulling force.

The plastic bag instantly tightened, stealing all of Zhou Junhaoʼs breath.

Instantly, Zhou Junhaoʼs vision went completely dark, a deathly buzzing roared in his ears, and his body felt as if possessed, losing all control.

For the first time, he realized how close he was to death!

”Wait, wait!”

Right then, Brother Hong behind him called out to the cleaner again.

”We just cleaned this place. If you scare the shit and piss out of him in a moment, are you™ going to clean it up?”

The next moment, Zhou Junhao regained his right to breathe.

The force behind him vanished abruptly. Clinging to his last survival instinct, Zhou Junhao violently ripped the plastic bag off his head.

At this moment, even though the manʼs cigarette smoke still permeated the air around him, Zhou Junhao felt this air was so fresh and sweet.

”Cough, cough, cough—”

He let out a heart-wrenching cough and began dry heaving repeatedly.

But immediately, the collar of his shirt was grabbed again from behind.

The cleaner was now dragging him toward the door of the room!

Zhou Junhao wanted to resist, wanted to struggle, but the deathly suffocation just now had drained all his strength. He could now clearly feel his hands and feet going weak, his limbs powerless. Even the intense pain in his legs was now gone.

At this moment, he truly was like a dead dog, at the mercy of others.

Zhou Junhao could only rely on his last shred of willpower. Taking advantage of the moment the cleaner turned to open the cleaning cart, he pulled out the hidden object and forcibly stuffed it down his own throat.

”Ugh— Cough, cough, cough—”

Fortunately, the earlier ”interrogation” had already left Zhou Junhao extremely uncomfortable, so his covering his mouth and dry heaving didnʼt arouse the cleanerʼs suspicion.

Zhou Junhao felt the object stuck in his throat, neither up nor down, but he could only suppress his physiological reaction and force himself to keep swallowing.

He probably couldnʼt avoid this calamity today.

But how his death could be meaningful was something he decided for himself.

Perhaps when a person is about to die, Zhou Junhaoʼs mind uncontrollably flashed with images of the future—

His own corpse, perhaps already rendered unrecognizable, even his face no longer resembling his original appearance. Yet, during the autopsy, the medical examiner would discover the evidence he had hidden at the cost of his life—ultimately, relying on this evidence, the truth behind his death would come to light.

He only hoped that in the end, his parents wouldnʼt grieve too much for him.

If possible, just resent his recklessness and foolishness at his grave...

Zhou Junhao closed his eyes, a single tear falling from the corner of his eye.

The next moment, the cleaner covered his mouth and nose again, and his consciousness completely scattered...

-

On the other side, Xiao He was still picking the lock.

Yes, the legendary skill—using a wire to fiddle with the keyhole, then directly opening the lock.

The surroundings were a pitch-black corridor, and the phone on the ground was still silently playing the lock-picking tutorial Xiao He had found on a foreign video platform.

Biting the flashlight, Xiao He carefully probed the keyhole with the bent wire.

Alright, truth be told, Xiao He didnʼt want to be doing this either.

He hadnʼt expected that after entering the hidden door, there would be another iron gate in the middle of the secret passage.

If it were a high-tech electronic lock, Xiao He could have employed some hacking methods. But coincidentally, such iron gates often come paired with the most primitive keyholes.

And coincidentally, since Xiao He acquired the criminal system, he had never actually learned lock-picking!

Truly, one door stumps the high-tech criminal.

Ahem, but of course, Xiao He wasnʼt truly stumped, because he quickly remembered he had another skill—[Magic Hands]!

The definition of this skill is so broad. While it doesnʼt directly impart related content, granting Xiao He an actual skill outright, its existence allows Xiao He to be unbeatable when learning hand-related skills.

See, even though he had just watched the video and his brain hadnʼt fully processed it yet, Xiao He had already opened the iron gate with a ”click.”

How to put it... itʼs like a seasoned master craftsman, relying on a ”feel.”

Although he hadnʼt yet grasped the complex techniques, by copying the video stroke for stroke, Xiao Heʼs hands just knew what to do.

Glancing at the now-open iron gate, Xiao He removed the flashlight from his mouth and swallowed.

Good, unimportant lock-picking mini-skill acquired!

Xiao He put away his phone and decisively charged in.

Thanks to that cleaner currently using the cleaning cart to transport ”goods,” Xiao He could roughly hear her location.

This secret passage was located at the very bottom of the hotel, the negative floors. After passing through the iron gate and turning a corner, the path ahead became a secret passage sloping upward.

Xiao He was truly muttering to himself this time.

These guys have serious connections! To openly construct such an impressive secret passage design... the scale of interests involved behind this is completely unimaginable!

Fortunately, the police activity above had spooked these people. The place was basically cleared out. Xiao He openly tailed them the entire way without encountering anyone else, until finally, they arrived at the warehouse exit of the hotelʼs logistics department, in an empty area used for temporary parking.

Xiao He circled around the area, climbed onto the roof of a small truck, and looked down at the two people below, slowly narrowing his eyes.

The next moment, a figure descended from the sky!