Chapter 435: You Want Our Big Brother?

Mao Guo glanced at the workers. He wasn’t stupid. Of course, he could tell what was going through their minds.

“Shut it! All of you!”

He couldn’t take it anymore and bellowed.

Instantly, the entire scene went silent.

The people who had come to support Wang Yun stopped speaking. The workers and villagers standing around Mao Guo and Mao Yan fell quiet as well.

It was as if someone had hit a giant pause button.

Everyone stared blankly in the same direction.

And just when the entire crowd was frozen in place, a familiar cheeky voice came drifting down from above.

“Hey! Are you here to back me up? Thanks, brothers! I’m coming down now, just hold them off for me. I really don’t want to get caught. Remember, they’ve got a ten-thousand-yuan bounty on my head.”

Wang Yun’s gleeful shout echoed from the fourth floor, utterly shameless and completely unfazed.

Everyone reflexively looked up.

Mao Yan and Mao Guo were seething with rage, gritting their teeth so hard they could’ve cracked them. If they could, they’d have torn Wang Yun down and shredded him on the spot.

But just as they spotted him—

They saw Wang Yun, out of nowhere, produce a rope.

He tied it securely to one of the fourth-floor pillars.

Then—with effortless ease—he launched himself downward like he was gliding down a giant slide.

Hiss!

That was the fourth floor! At least fourteen meters high!

And he just… slid down?!

“Watch out!” Someone in the crowd yelled, like they had flipped a switch.

Everyone started shouting at once.

“Good grief, is he trying to get himself killed?! Be careful!”

“Oh my god, this kid…”

“Ahh! I can’t look!”

The villagers screamed in panic.

Only Xiao Gang and the other fans remained perfectly calm.

Thud!

Wang Yun landed safely.

Then, a tall man—about 1.83 meters—stood up straight, dressed in a sleek tracksuit, one hand in his pocket, the other holding a phone.

Cool and composed, he strolled forward.

Cap, mask, sunglasses—all in place.

No visible expression.

But even without seeing his face, just the way he walked made one thing abundantly clear.

There wasn’t a hint of fear in him, not even facing this gang of bullies.

No, actually, it was more accurate to say that from the very beginning, from the moment the thugs started chasing him, everything Wang Yun did felt like he was acting.

He’d scaled from the second floor to the fourth, no harness, no safety gear.

And now, he descended from the fourth floor like it was nothing.

Every move he made radiated confidence.

“Big brother!”

“It’s really him! Big bro!”

“That voice, that tone, that walk! That’s definitely Big Brother!”

The twenty fans standing opposite Mao Yan and the others were instantly fired up when they saw Wang Yun walking toward them.

They were ecstatic.

It was him.

Exactly the man they’d pictured in their minds.

If anything, he was even more charismatic and youthful than they imagined.

Wang Yun walked over without hesitation. He stopped before them with a cheerful smile.

“Yeah, it’s me. I’m Wang Yun.”

He reached out his hand to the fan in front.

“Ahhh! Big brother!”

The fan was overwhelmed.

Their idol—the man they admired so much—was right here, in the flesh. And he was reaching out to shake hands.

This was insane.

“Big bro!”

“You’re way more handsome than on camera!”

“Even if we can’t see your face, anyone over 1.8 meters tall can’t be ugly!”

“What nonsense, you can tell from his aura alone, he’s a born leader!”

“Big brother, can I get a selfie with you later?!”

Wang Yun shook hands with each of his fans one by one.

They had traveled from neighboring villages to support him. It would be wrong to let them down.

This whole scene was being broadcast live—viewers in the stream saw everything clearly. And right now, the livestream chat had turned into a sea of envy. Everyone was typing frantically beneath a virtual lemon tree.

“Ahhh I’m so jealous! If only I were there too!”

“Ugh, why didn’t a bully show up in my village?! Then Big Brother could’ve come here!”

“Big bro, there was a hit-and-run in our city two days ago. Can you come solve the case?”

“That handshake must feel divine… If it were me, I’d go buy a lottery ticket right away!”

“Those twenty fans are way too lucky!”

The tone of the stream flipped entirely. Everyone was now wildly jealous and hyped.

It took a full two minutes for Wang Yun to finish shaking all twenty hands.

By the time he was done, Mao Yan and Mao Guo’s faces were the color of boiled pig liver.

The man responsible for their imminent downfall was holding a freaking fan meet-and-greet right in front of them?

As if they didn’t exist?

The watching villagers were just as bewildered.

What the heck was going on? Was this young man some kind of celebrity?

Were all these people really his fans?

Did the Mao family just kick a steel plate?

“Teacher Wang!”

Whoosh—

Mao Guo lowered his head and glanced at his phone again. His expression crumbled instantly. He exhaled a long, bitter breath, then summoned all his strength to shout toward Wang Yun.

“Hmm?” Wang Yun tilted his head. “What are you yelling for? You still want trouble?”

“Not happening,” one of the fans declared, stepping forward with a sneer. “You want to mess with our Big Bro? You’ll have to step over us first.”