Mia is Not a Trouble-Maker! Chapter 297: Who Are You?

Chapter 297: Who Are You?

Translator: Henyee Translations    Editor: Henyee Translations

Shawn replied, “I’m not human. Are you human?”

In the comments section, Shawn replied whenever someone commented. Moreover, the replies were unreasonable. In the end, more and more people scolded him, and the popularity of this video increased. In less than half a day, it broke 100,000 likes…

Shawn smiled disdainfully. “This is the popularity pa.s.sword!” First, he would hype it up, then he would acc.u.mulate fans. Even if these people only followed him to make it convenient for them to scold him, he would still win. In the next few days, he would post the same statement consecutively. When the popularity was about right, he would delete all the videos, change the name, change the information, and register another anonymous account to move the original account name out. Then, he would post an apology about leaving the internet… Then, this account would post a few high-quality scenery videos and emotional articles. After a series of operations, the netizens with no memories would quickly not know who he was. They would think that his account was an emotional blogger. The fans left behind in the end would be his final fans. As for whether or not the girl would be hurt during this process, Shawn did not care. He could not even take care of himself. Who cared about others! Moreover, she would not die from being scolded. Let him earn money first.

“Hehe…” Shawn’s eyes lit up as he easily operated an account. He hummed proudly and ordered takeout. After a while, there was a knock on the door. He thought that the takeout had arrived. As soon as he opened the door, he saw a few people in black T-s.h.i.+rts standing in front of him. A particularly tall man stood by the window at the end of the corridor, looking at the scenery outside.

Hearing the door open, the tall man turned and asked, “Shawn?”

Shawn said warily, “Who are you guys?”

Alex cracked his knuckles. He curled his lips and smiled coldly. “Hold him down. Pay attention to your limits and communicate with him.”

Shawn was punched in the face before he could react. He immediately saw stars. Was this what it meant to communicate well?!

Shawn was pressed to the ground and beaten. At this time, all the surrounding residents had gone to work. Those with elders at home also brought their children out for a walk.

“Who are you?!” Shawn was shocked and afraid.

Alex bent down and raised his eyebrows. “With the popularity you’ve relied on me to get for days, I thought you would recognize me?”

Shawn finally recognized Alex’s face. Wasn’t this the man in the video he had edited over the past few days?

“You… You… Hitting someone is illegal!” Shawn was fl.u.s.tered.

Alex said, “It doesn’t matter. If you’re not afraid, why should I be?”

Shawn saw this and belatedly became afraid. His lips trembled. “Don’t do anything rash. There are surveillance cameras here…” With that, Shawn saw a familiar person coming from afar. It was the landlord!

Shawn shouted, “Landlord! Help! Someone hit me!” Helena held the milk tea and took a sip. She sighed comfortably. “Ah

Shawn: “…” She was still in the mood to drink milk tea!

Helena muttered to herself, “How strange. Why is the surveillance camera broken? I have to take a look” With that, she walked away as if she hadn’t seen Shawn.

Shawn: “???” The surveillance camera was broken?!

Alex waved his hand. “Come, bring him in. We’ll have a good chat.”

Shawn wanted to shout for help, but a man in black hit at a certain spot on his neck, and he immediately couldn’t make a sound.

Shawn was in despair when the door closed. The cramped rental apartment seemed very cramped because of a few men in black and the tall Alex.

Alex lifted his chin.

A man in black patted Shawn’s shoulder. “Don’t worry, we’re polite. We won’t dirty your house.”

Shawn: “???” Were they trying to silence him?

The next second, Shawn saw a man in black put on gloves and go to the narrow kitchen to get a kitchen knife. Then another man in black pressed his hand.

Alex sneered. “Don’t you like to cut off your fingers? Then cut off the remaining nine. That way, you won’t be able to freeload!”

For some reason, after hearing Alex’s words, the first thought that came to Shawn’s mind was not fear.. Instead, he subconsciously thought that if he lost all ten fingers, he could use his status as a disabled person to attract traffic and act pitiful…