Chapter 362 - Chapter 362: Chapter 238 It was him who caused the trouble! (Subscribe please)_2 (1/2)

Chapter 362: Chapter 238 It was him who caused the trouble! (Subscribe please)_2

Brother Hao’s legs had completely given out, and he collapsed onto the hard floor, his face turning pale green, his lips white, as if he had just narrowly escaped death.

Hou wasn’t faring much better.

He staggered into Brother Hao’s room like a refugee seeking asylum, the two of them sharing a sense of life-or-death dependency.

As for the other people in the studio.

They had already fled swiftly not long after Lucas and Yu Qin had left.

Who would dare stay in this studio anymore?

“Brother Hao, I told you we needed to change locations, but you wouldn’t believe me!” Hou said, frightened yet regretful.

Brother Hao took several deep breaths, slightly recovering his composure, and looked at Hou, “You think if we changed places, they wouldn’t be able to find us?”

Hou pouted and glanced around the studio.

At that moment, the place was deserted.

The vast studio was empty except for the two of them, bright sunlight pouring through the windows, illuminating the dust particles in its beams.

But the brighter the sunlight, the darker the corners of the studio seemed.

A breeze blew in.

The autumn wind was chilly, causing Hou to shiver and get goosebumps, “Brother Hao, do you think we’ve gotten involved with something unclean?”

“Are you getting superstitious now!”

Brother Hao, submissive in front of people like Leo and Lucas, held absolute authority in front of Hou, where he was the boss.

So, he stood up again, smacking Hou on the forehead.

But as the autumn breeze brushed over him, he also rubbed the goosebumps on his arms, feeling a bit uneasy.

“Brother Hao, I’m not being superstitious!”

Hou cautiously glanced at the door, seeing no one, he said, “Everything was fine, just doing a bit of piracy, making quite a bit of money. But in the last half month, two groups have come after us with weapons in hand—there must be something dirty we’re involved in!”

Brother Hao, still somewhat weak, pondered, “Cough! Luckily, with my quick wits, I managed to handle it smoothly.”

“Uh…”

Hou tugged at the corner of his mouth, “Brother Hao, let’s move somewhere else, this place has bad feng shui.”

Another smack from Brother Hao to Hou’s forehead, “What nonsense about feng shui, no superstition allowed, you’re scaring yourself!”

“So, do we still stay here?” Hou’s face turned the color of bitter gourd.

Brother Hao considered, “Definitely not here anymore.”

“Good, I’m going to pack up now, and then find a new place.” Hou immediately set to work, ready to act.

“Wait a minute!”

Brother Hao stopped Hou, “Before that, let’s get rid of the dirty stuff!”

“Ah?” Hou gaped, shocked, “Brother Hao, I’m not the expert here, that’s a job for a master!”

Smack!

Another slap from Brother Hao, he took great authority in his voice, said sternly, “I’m talking about Mr. Lin’s books!”