"Why the hell are you laughing?"
Seeing Xu Zhengyang's smirk and confident demeanor, Juanmou felt uneasy and scolded him.
Xu Zhengyang ignored him, leaned back, and took out a phone from the shadow of the cabinet behind him.
Juanmou's heart tightened immediately.
The phone was upright, and the camera had clearly been recording earlier.
Xu Zhengyang glanced at the phone and praised, "When buying a phone, you've got to go with Huawei! The video is crystal clear."
The sound playing from the phone was unmistakably Juanmou's own voice from earlier.
He had recorded their entire conversation?
Juanmou's anger flared up instantly.
"You bastard! Do you think you can threaten us with a video?"
"Tsk tsk, although I'm not a law expert, I can tell the difference between poor craftsmanship and deliberately using improper means to profit.
Without what you just said, Ma Guobao might only be a poor martial artist, not a criminal.
But after hearing your words, tsk tsk, wow~~"
Xu Zhengyang exaggeratedly widened his eyes, as if he had discovered a new world.
To be honest, Xu Zhengyang hadn't imagined how they operated until he heard Juanmou's words.
Though this recording might not be used as legal evidence, posting it on short video platforms and having Chen Chusheng handle it would definitely make it go viral.
Once this video is out, even public opinion alone could quickly take down Ma Guobao's team.
And with enough influence, higher authorities would surely intervene.
Everything could happen without him lifting a finger; once the video leaks, they'd be doomed.
If convicted of fraud, the profit would easily amount to several tens or hundreds of thousands.
For sentencing, it would be considered a massive fraud.
"Looking for death! I didn't want to touch you today. I only wanted to sue you to get the contract money back, but you brought this on yourselves. Even heaven can't help you now!
Break his arm and take the phone away!"
Juanmou's face turned grim as he shouted at the two burly men standing by.
Though the makeup truck was similar to a RV, the space was limited for a fight. With two strong men blocking the door, there was no escape.
The two burly men immediately jumped into the truck, making the whole vehicle shake violently!
"Damn it!"
Zhang Yu was the first to act, suddenly attacking with a belt, aiming for the head of the leading burly man.
This burly man seemed to be quite skilled, catching the swinging belt with ease.
"Yangzi, run!"
Zhang Yu tried to grab the burly man's waist, but in the next second, a shadow darted past him.
Another burly man grunted and was thrown out of the truck, crashing into Juanmou.
Juanmou, who was slender, was knocked down by the 200-pound man and screamed in pain as he was crushed under the heavy weight.
The sound of bones cracking was heard as Juanmou cried out in agony.
The next moment, Xu Zhengyang kicked the other burly man in the stomach, sending him flying three to four meters before he hit the ground heavily.
Zhang Yu was stunned!
Seeing a 200-pound person kicked into the air was a first for him outside of movies!
Moreover, Xu Zhengyang's speed and strength were leagues above when he fought Ma Guobao.
"This is the benefit of fitness," Xu Zhengyang said with a smile to the stunned Zhang Yu.
Zhang Yu was somewhat dazed. He knew Xu Zhengyang liked to work out, but this was too intense!
He'd definitely need to start working out himself!
Without changing clothes, they grabbed their belongings and ignored the three moaning on the ground as they headed for the parking lot.
Fortunately, the media had gone after Ma Guobao.
And the makeup truck was relatively hidden.
The incident quickly began to ferment online.
Especially with the media's widespread short videos and articles, the event soared to the local trending searches.
Luckily, Xu Zhengyang and Zhang Yu were wearing masks, and after they were taken away, they removed their masks and went unrecognized. Otherwise, they might have become famous themselves.
The internet erupted with endless criticism and skepticism.
In a media company, the atmosphere was heavy.
Ma Guobao sat in his office, applying an ice pack to his swollen eye.
The leaders in the room looked worried as they reviewed various video materials.
The situation was a mixed bag for them.
On the plus side, the traffic was coming in. Ma Guobao's name, which was once popular in Yunhai but relatively unknown nationwide, had now become highly valuable with the trending searches.
They had registered trademarks for all types of products with Ma Guobao's name.
However, their income from accepting students had taken a big hit. Teaching martial arts was a significant source of income for them, attracting many gullible individuals eager to buy their so-called internal and external skill courses for hundreds per lesson.
In reality, it was just regular fitness and stretching classes.
Of course, they didn't use these students for events to avoid exposing the truth, so they paid people like Xu Zhengyang for temporary work.
"If things had developed normally, it could have gone smoothly!"
"It's all that damn bastard's fault. I hate these radical idiots who use saving traditional martial arts as a pretext! They think they're so heroic! Damn it!"
"There's still a silver lining. If we handle it well, we might turn this around."
"That's simple, just use Master Ma's smart brain!"
A technician spoke with some sarcasm.
Ma Guobao seemed to miss the underlying meaning and said while applying the ice pack, "I can issue a statement saying they ambushed us. It's true, I was careless! Otherwise, I would never let them succeed!"
Ma Guobao said angrily.
Most others looked on with sarcastic smiles, and some cast pitying glances.
Ma Guobao was a joke to them.
They had initially supported Ma Guobao, but gradually he had lost himself in his delusions, convincing even himself that he had genuine inner strength and martial arts skills.
The people who collaborated with him used earpieces and kept the actors hidden to make his performance more convincing.
This created the confident persona he projected, making him come off as arrogant and showy, with great show effects.
"Alright, let's issue a statement first and see how it goes."
At that moment, the boss's phone rang.
The boss answered, listened for a few sentences, and jumped up in shock, knocking his chair far away.
After hanging up, seeing the puzzled looks, the boss's face turned cold as he said, "Damn it, the person who hit Old Ma had Juanmou film a video where Juanmou admitted to fraud and deceiving fans!"
The room erupted in shock, with everyone standing up in disbelief.