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

”Xiao He, this isnʼt like chopping vegetables at home. This is an entire pig carcass. The cuts must follow the pigʼs anatomical structure, identify each part by its proper name, and employ the correct cutting technique for different meats... Thereʼs real craftsmanship involved. If you only know the basics, donʼt embarrass yourself on camera. Both Liu and Bao underwent special training for this.”

Much of ”Killing Life” took place in slaughterhouses. The eldest and second Zhu brothers were experienced butchers, while the youngest, though still a student, possessed exceptional slaughtering skills.

Bao Wei and Liu Zehang had trained extensively for their roles, even going to rural areas to practice pig slaughtering. Since Xiao He joined last-minute, Hou Rongxuan had lowered expectations, even reducing his scenes after consulting the screenwriter.

Yet here was Xiao He, overstepping his bounds.

Recognizing the directorʼs anger and skepticism, Xiao He said nothing. Instead, he lifted the butcherʼs knife, spun it deftly in his hand, the blade flashing silver before slamming down onto the cutting board with a thunderous BANG!

The startling sound made everyone jump. Liu Zehang held his breath, half-expecting Xiao He to turn on the director. Even Bao Wei frowned until his gaze landed on the hanging pork ribs - then his expression cleared. ”What impeccable knife skills!”

Following Bao Weiʼs line of sight, the crew gasped. The pork rib that had been hanging above Xiao Heʼs head was now completely clean bone, all its meat perfectly sliced and piled neatly on the cutting board below - uniform pieces arranged like an art installation.

Jaws dropped at the sight, though some narrowed their eyes thoughtfully.

”Holy shit! Did anyone get that on camera?” Hou Rongxuan yelled excitedly to the cinematographer, his earlier anger forgotten. ”That was absolutely brilliant!”

Who couldʼve imagined an ordinary college student possessed such knife skills?

Unfortunately, no one had recorded the moment.

Seeing the directorʼs crestfallen expression at the negative response, Xiao He consoled him: ”Donʼt worry, Director. If you trust me, I can demonstrate bone-cleaving too.”

After all, whatʼs the difference between cleaving pig bones and human bones?

Xiao He rubbed his nose to hide his guilt.

Completely oblivious, Hou Rongxuan slapped his thigh and shouted decisively: ”Old Li! Bring the props!”

Uncle Li dragged over a large piece of pork. Despite his slender frame, he displayed surprising strength, effortlessly hefting half a pig carcass onto the table with a twist of his waist.

Xiao He observed his every move while casually asking the director: ”Director Hou, is Uncle Li part of your regular crew? He seems really capable - such strength!”

Hou Rongxuan paused before denying: ”No, we hired him when forming the production crew. His strength and work ethic impressed me, so I kept him on.”

”I see...”

Xiao He fell into thoughtful silence.