Non-human Gene Complex

At around eight o'clock in the night, Zhang Yang was woken up earlier, half an hour earlier than the eight women.

"What's going on? Uh... my head hurts!"

Mental shock Even if you wake up, you will have a period of mental depression.

"who are you?"

After Zhang Yang calmed down a bit, he was shocked to find the two sitting on the sofa.

One is wearing a hood, with his face hidden in shadow. Another wore a mask and was fiddling with his computer.

Of course Zhang Yang knew what was on the computer, and he yelled angrily, "Damn it! Who told you to touch my computer!"

Lan Mu sat still, and Bai Ze kicked him over. Zhang Yang was already dizzy and was kicked to the ground.

"You are living a very high life! You have played with so many women, and you have played with more... You even took pictures!"

"Psychopathic?"

Zhang Yang seemed to have been hit in the head. He has been around for so long, so he naturally knows how important those videos on the computer are. If it spreads out, it will be an earthquake in the entertainment industry! Media Carnival! The public opinion of the people will overwhelm him, and even an entertainment dynasty will collapse in minutes.

Seeing that the computer was controlled by someone, Zhang Yang was so angry that his teeth itched. He looked around, and the eight women in the hall were all fainted on the ground. He didn't know what medicine the other party had taken. His head was still dizzy, so he was naturally incapable. Go snatch it back.

"Hmph, have you watched the video in it? Isn't it just playing with a few women? Most of them are voluntary, even active, what's the big deal?"

Bai Ze smiled and said, "So you don't care about making it public?"

"Don't, don't!" Zhang Yang immediately faltered.

"Who the hell are you? Damn it, we're stunned with medicine... Are you here for money? I'll give you money!"

Bai Ze sneered and said, "Hehe, how much can you give?"

Seeing that Zhang Yang can talk about money, it will be easy.

"Is ten million enough? Give me back the computer."

"Tell me who sent you here, and I'll give you another five million."

Lan Mu shook his head, this guy is useless without a super USB flash drive.

If you don't have the ability to talk about it, you still know how to bully women. Even if Lan Mu didn't intervene, sooner or later Zhang Yang would wipe out all the foundation he had accumulated in the past.

"Twenty million? You are 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 sitting on the sofa was the right one.

"Hmph! Don't you guys know my identity? In the entertainment industry, would my publicity be less than 20 million yuan? Just write a script..."

"Can you write it?" Lan Mu interrupted him suddenly.

"Uh..." Zhang Yang froze, sweating coldly, "What do you mean?"

"Are you really that talented? If you face those who question you now, can you still come up with your works to fight back?"

Zhang Yang stands uneasy, he knows his hole card, the most important treasure is lost, without the super USB flash drive, he has only studied in a technical school for a few years, writing scripts? He has always copied!

"Hmph, do you think I was just starting out? I've made it all the way to the pinnacle of my life. So many people who questioned me were all speechless and ruined by my counterattack. How can anyone dare to question me now? Me? Even if there is! I don’t care about it at all!”

"What is my status now? Is it necessary to fight back against those black people? My fans can spray them to death with one word."

Listening to Zhang Yang bragging, Lan Mu sneered and said, "After talking for a long time, you still can't make new works?"

Zhang Yang had already figured it out, and asked in surprise, "You took the USB flash drive?"

"Why? Admit that you are Wenchao Gong?"

Zhang Yang said angrily: "Give it back to me! Damn it!"

He rushed forward recklessly, and Bai Ze kicked him over. Seeing that he looked crazy, he hurriedly took out a pistol and pointed it at Zhang Yang.

"Let's just destroy him!"

Seeing the gun, Zhang Yang felt the murderous aura on Bai Ze and Lan Mu, and immediately became honest.

He immediately squeezed out a smile and said: "If you have something to say, don't shoot... yes yes yes... I admit that I plagiarized it all, let me go, can you say 30 million?"

Lan Mu asked: "I'll ask! You answer! Tell me everything that needs to be explained, and I'll return the computer to you after I finish."

Zhang Yang had no choice but to bite the bullet and confess when his head was pointed at with a gun.

Afterwards, he told the facts about his copying of official documents and all kinds of threats, temptations, drugging and other methods to lure newcomers.

From young girls to mature young women, there is no one who does not like him!

The more Lan Mu listened, the more speechless he became. In the end, he didn't bother to ask any more, and just waved his hands.

Seeing that Lan Mu was impatient, Bai Ze handed over the computer with a smile and said.

"You were unconscious for six hours, do you know what happened?"

Zhang Yang looked at the computer, and the screen displayed the homepage of a large news website, which was already filled with some big news.

"Fucking madman, killing hundreds of people, the biggest scum in the entertainment industry."

"The king of unspoken rules, the top history of all female artists in Feiyang Entertainment!"

"The love demon Zhang Yang is suspected of using prohibited drugs and illegally assaulting her. The police have opened a case for investigation."

"The biggest scandal in the entertainment industry..."

A series of red bold headlines, news about Zhang Yang spread all over the Internet at once, it was really a media carnival.

Zhang Yang was sweating profusely, his face was frightened, his breathing became short of breath, and his whole body was trembling.

"Bastards! You sent it! You're crazy! What's in it for you?"

He knew that he was screwed, he had used many illegal methods for some unwilling women, and now the police must be frantically looking for him.

Who told him to play photography to death? I also like to save it for appreciation.

It's good now, he has dominated the headlines for at least a week, and countless netizens are downloading his videos, admiring his poses with countless female stars, flight attendants, art school girls, and teachers. Although it was quickly deleted and banned in large numbers, many people downloaded several copies in the first place.

Then share it secretly and piece it together, netizens can also make up all hundreds of videos. The masters who made it together regarded it as a treasure one by one, and backed it up more than a dozen times.

Perhaps when his matter continues to be heated up, countless netizens will cry and beg for a 'highly compressed packaged version' online if they want to see various female stars appearing on camera.

Zhang Yang's reputation has been ruined, and he will face a series of consequences such as the next prison sentence, huge compensation, and company bankruptcy.

Bai Ze patted Zhang Yang's shoulder, and his legs went limp and he collapsed on the ground.

"Congratulations, your name has been immortalized!"

Zhang Yang's face was pale, his eyes were full of despair, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Suddenly Lan Mu sensed that the police had arrived nearby, and it seemed that they were here to arrest Zhang Yang.

Lan Mu immediately said in a low voice: "The police are here...!"

Bai Ze hummed, and was about to raise his gun to kill Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang suddenly jumped up, grabbed the pistol and wanted to snatch it.

"puff!"

Lan Mu sat still, a cloud of frost gathered on the ground, turned into a towering icicle, directly piercing Zhang Yang's chest.

After being stabbed in the heart by an ice pick, blood gushed out, and he seemed to be dead.

"Doo...doo..."

As the siren sounded closer and closer, Lan Mu put away Frost, and there was no trace at the scene, and it was impossible for the police to find the murder weapon.

"let's go!"

Lan Mu raised his hand, and Zhang Yang's dead soul was sucked into his hand, wrapped in the power of darkness.

The other hand dropped a small recording pen, which recorded their conversation with Zhang Yang.

Bai Ze quickly tidied up the scene, making sure that there were no mistakes.

Next to Zhang Yang's body, there were eight other women in a coma, not knowing what happened here.

The two rushed out of the villa and got into the car. They passed the police car just a dozen meters away.

Of course the police didn't know that this car was responsible for the crime. They came to look for Zhang Yang, so they went straight to the villa, ignoring the car.

"As soon as the police find Tianzhu, they will definitely suspect our car afterwards."

The road in front of the villa is just their car and a few police cars. Don't you suspect who they suspect?

But Bai Ze smiled and said: "It's okay, there is no surveillance on this road, they can't remember our appearance. Besides, we all covered our faces!"

"This car is also a black car, and I didn't buy it, so I can't find it."

Lan Mu nodded, he believed that Bai Ze would not be so stupid to be tracked down by the police.

At this time, he was playing with a ball of black energy in his hand, which sealed Zhang Yang's dead soul.

He not only wanted to destroy him physically, but also played with his soul just like he did with Paul.

He took out a revenant ball from his pocket, which was a spare soul that Lan Mu had collected by chance when he left the Golden City.

There are about 500 souls, and 100 are taken out to strengthen Zhang Yang.

The originally hazy black shadow immediately became clear, and the contours of the flamboyant appearance were fully reflected, even the ghostly shadow of the clothes.

Zhang Yang looked at Lan Mu angrily, but was firmly suppressed by the powerful spiritual brand, and could only submit obediently.

"Do you remember me? Where's the fox? U disk? Tang Wei? Do you remember Du Yueer? Shooting the Condor, League of Legends..."

Lan Mu asked many questions in succession, all related to Zhang Yang.

Among them, as the one who killed him, Lan Mu was of course remembered by him.

There are also foxes and super U disks with deep memories, while Tang Wei and Du Yueer's memories are weaker.

As for the two works he released himself, Shooting Shooting Novels and League of Legends, he didn't remember them at all.

Death caused a large amount of his memory to be lost, but because his soul had been strengthened to one hundred, his wisdom had not diminished.

"Eh...if this is the case..."

Lan Mu was startled, and when he came back to his senses, he thought of a very important point.

"Anyway, let's try it out."

"Brother... I hope you haven't completely dissipated..."