Brother Dao Took the Entertainment Industry by Storm, Fans Beg Me Not to Kill Anymore

But foreigners are notoriously gutsy and brimming with an adventurous (suicidal) spirit. While the high-speed car chases in ”Fast Speed Shadow 7” certainly fired them up with adrenaline and the itch to try it, they weren’t completely stupid. Compared to the life-threatening, one-mistake-and-you’re-dead racing scenes, they much preferred to recreate Shan Cheng’s iconic moment of riding a motorcycle to rescue the female lead.

After all, street racing was expensive and dangerous. But riding a motorcycle inside your own house—as long as you kept the speed slow—wouldn’t get you caught by traffic cops handing out tickets, and nothing too major could go wrong... right?

At that moment, these audacious fools completely forgot that in the movie, Shan Cheng was racing through a castle.

And that castle, as a medieval relic, naturally had plenty of space. Not to mention, Shan Cheng—played by Xiao He—was obviously highly skilled. So under these completely mismatched conditions, their idiotic attempts at recreating the scene were doomed to spectacular failure, with no outcome other than sending more motorcycles to the repair shop.

And so, this earned Xiao He a new nickname overseas: the ”Vehicle Killer.”

When Xiao He heard about this, a giant question mark materialized over his head.

Xiao He: ?

He had originally just been asking Sister Liu about the box office results for ”Fast Speed Shadow 7.” He never expected that in the middle of the conversation, things would suddenly take a bad turn—

”So they crashed their own bikes. How the hell does that make me a Vehicle Killer?”

Xiao He had never been more confused, and he was even a little aggrieved.

Huh? What did I even do?

You can’t just spread rumors like that.

It’s not like I was the one driving and crashing into things!

For someone who had held a championship trophy, this was practically an insult!

”Ahem—”

Liu Rulan coughed lightly, barely suppressing her laughter as she explained: ”Maybe it’s because your mere existence indirectly sent a lot of foreigners’ vehicles into repair mode.”

Just Xiao He, all on his own, had remotely crippled a massive number of motorcycles in other countries. How was that not another form of Vehicle Killer?

He didn’t even need to show up in person, and the results were already this impressive.

Xiao He: ... Is that how it works?

”There’s an even juicier bit of gossip.”

Liu Rulan said as she pulled out her phone, giving Xiao He a look full of pity that sent a chill down his spine. ”What?”

Then she handed her phone over to Xiao He. On the familiar Douyin short video platform, the standard voice of one of those ubiquitous marketing accounts rang out:

”What?! A massive crowd of gang members fangirling has appeared on the streets of the US?!”

Set to some upbeat music, the marketing account launched into its well-worn routine: one picture as bait, and the entire video was fabricated.

”Recently, a netizen in the US shared a bit of their daily life, saying that the movie theater in their neighborhood had been taken over by local gangs. When she mustered up the courage to ask what was going on, she found out that these terrifying-looking gang bosses were actually there to support their idol...”

”It turns out they were all there to watch ’Fast Speed Shadow 7’! And they’re all fans of Xiao He!”

”Oh my god, our Little Box fan base is really getting bigger and bigger. Even gang members are here to support Brother Xiao...”

...

Xiao He himself broke out in goosebumps: ...

When the hell are these marketing accounts going to blast off this planet?