Pretending to Be Tang Yu to Get Beaten

Soon, screams akin to a pig being slaughtered echoed from the suite.

This was a six-star hotel, and the soundproofing in the rooms was excellent.

However, the high-pitched noise managed to pierce through the doors and walls, startling the entire building's guests.

The first to react were the guests staying in the adjacent rooms.

In their entire lives, they had never heard such a commotion.

It truly sounded like a pig being butchered.

Within minutes, a crowd had gathered in the hallway.

The hotel manager, upon receiving the news, rushed over as well.

Hearing the noise, he had no choice but to brace himself and knock on the door, calling out,

"Sir... could you please keep it down a little?"

The pig-like screams continued inside, with only a faint "get lost" mixed in.

Hearing that, the manager dared not say another word.

Guests staying in such suites were not people he could afford to offend.

Meanwhile, the four members of the Death Squad stood outside in the corridor.

Their leader, Deng Hei, grinned.

Trying to mess with Young Master Tang Yu?

Today, they’d make sure he had a fiery encounter with that fat pig.

"Boss, what now?"

Seeing their plan had succeeded, one of them whispered.

"Don’t worry. If Lu Junzhuo asks later, we’ll just blame it on that woman," Deng Hei said confidently.

That woman had been making eyes at Lu Junzhuo every day. Her intentions were obvious to anyone.

Pinning the blame on her was foolproof!

"Boss, you’re brilliant!"

The others gave him a thumbs-up.

"Brothers, you’re solid!"

Deng Hei returned the gesture.

"Young Master Tang Yu is both brilliant and solid!"

The four of them chanted in unison.

Just then, Tang Yu, who had just come up from downstairs, sneezed.

He rubbed his nose and stepped out of the elevator, only to hear the pig-like screams.

During dinner, the Death Squad had sought Tang Yu’s opinion.

After some thought, Tang Yu decided to turn the tables on Lu Junzhuo.

So, he had the four of them slip some drugs into Lu Junzhuo’s drink instead.

It had to be said, using traitors effectively was indeed a time-saver.

Hearing the pig-like screams, Tang Yu couldn’t help but marvel at his own magnanimity.

As for killing the guy, Tang Yu thought it might be a bit too much.

In a way, Lu Junzhuo was a chosen one of fate, with his jade pendant and inherited powers.

Chosen ones weren’t so easy to kill.

Plus, with his peak Mystic Realm combat strength, stopping him from escaping would be nearly impossible.

"What’s going on here?"

Wang Yixue, who had come up with Tang Yu, feigned ignorance, already knowing the truth.

"Nothing much. Those who’ve loved deeply shouldn’t hold grudges," Tang Yu said with a smirk.

[LOL, the drug’s effects seem to last three hours.]

[Even if you were trying to start a fire by rubbing sticks, three hours would be enough to get it going.]

[You thought you could mess with me? Wait till you’re drained, then have someone ambush me? Go eat shit.]

Hearing Tang Yu’s inner thoughts, Wang Yixue’s lips curled into a slight smile.

Weaken him first, then strike?

Not a bad idea.

She quickly sent a text to her two ancient martial arts bodyguards, instructing them to prepare to beat a weakened foe.

If they could finish him off, they shouldn’t hold back.

After sending the message, she turned to Tang Yu and said,

"Mr. Li seems to have disappeared. Let’s head back and rest."

"Sure."

With his objective achieved, Tang Yu left in high spirits.

Due to the sheer volume of the noise, after three hours, the hotel staff had no choice but to intervene.

Nearly half the hotel’s guests were aware of the situation and had lodged complaints.

Reluctantly, the hotel sent a few security guards to knock on the door and put a stop to it.

If this continued, the hotel wouldn’t be able to operate.

By the time the guards arrived, several internet influencers had already caught wind of the commotion and rushed over.

In this day and age, being a streamer meant chasing the latest trends.

The incident had already been recorded and uploaded as a short video online, garnering significant attention.

"Excuse us, please make way."

The security guards pushed past the streamers and knocked heavily on the door.

"Sir, could you please come out for a moment?"

As they knocked, the noise inside gradually subsided.

Finally regaining his senses, Lu Junzhuo’s face was pale.

Looking at the massive heap of flesh before him, he couldn’t hold back and vomited on the spot.

Once, during a mission, he had hidden in a cesspool for three full minutes to avoid detection!

When he emerged, he had even swallowed a mouthful of the filth!

But compared to this, the cesspool was nothing.

It was just feces, something that belonged inside the body anyway. How dirty could it be?

Could it be dirtier than this sow?

Even worse, after three hours, he had no idea how many rounds he’d gone through.

His body, already not fully recovered, was now severely drained.

"Sir, could you please open the door and come out?"

"Folks, after waiting for two hours, we’re about to meet the pig-slaughtering brother."

"Brothers, can you give Xiaomei some gifts? She’s been streaming for almost three hours now."

Hearing the commotion outside, Lu Junzhuo felt like dying.

There were streamers outside, broadcasting this live?

He had heard that the livestreaming industry in the country was booming, but he hadn’t expected it to be this insane.

If this got broadcasted online, how could he ever show his face in the country again?

He might even earn a nickname like "Mr. Long-Lasting Lu."

Fortunately, he was always quick-witted and knew they couldn’t break in immediately.

He rushed to the window, planning to make an unconventional exit.

But when he opened it, he remembered—this was the 40th floor.

Even at his peak, jumping from here would mean certain death.

With the knocking growing more insistent, he knew he couldn’t stay in the room any longer.

After a moment of thought, he gritted his teeth and pulled out a lifelike mask.

He had crafted this mask to imitate Tang Yu’s face, but it wasn’t perfect.

Since everyone’s facial structure was different, the mask couldn’t be an exact replica.

Once he put it on, it only bore a 60-70% resemblance.

"That’ll do."

He clenched his teeth.

If he couldn’t escape this humiliation, he’d make sure Tang Yu took the fall for it!

Before leaving, he pulled out a black pill and forced it into the unconscious Li Xuefei’s mouth.

This was a slow-acting poison.

It wouldn’t kill her immediately.

In about a week, her heart would suddenly fail, and she’d die.

This sow who had defiled him—he wouldn’t allow her to live another day!

After finishing his preparations, he stormed out of the room, his face filled with resentment.

Seeing the crowd looking at him like he was a clown, he was instantly furious.

"Get out of my way!"

He slapped the phones out of the streamers’ hands and bolted for the emergency exit.

All he wanted now was to escape this disgusting hotel and find a place to scrub himself clean.

It was too revolting!

As he rushed down to the 20th floor, he found the four members of the Death Squad blocking the emergency exit.

Seeing them, he stopped and was about to issue a command.

But Deng Hei had already dashed forward and punched Lu Junzhuo square in the face.

Caught off guard, Lu Junzhuo stumbled back and fell to the ground.

"What are you doing?"

Lu Junzhuo roared in anger.

His own subordinates dared to hit him?

"Tang Yu, today is your last day!"

Deng Hei shouted, and the four of them charged at him together.

In his weakened state, Lu Junzhuo struggled to fight back and took several hits.

It was then that he suddenly remembered he was still wearing the mask.

He quickly distanced himself, tore off the mask, and bellowed at Deng Hei and the others,

"Idiots, it’s me!"

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