Wang Mong Kok couldn't understand Spanish, but he knew Gong Nanbei!

It was obvious that the man said something just now, and then Gong Nanbei was angry! Now seeing the other party’s crazy appearance, Wang Mong Kok was also startled, but he still walked to Gong Nanbei and looked at the man in English and said, “What? Is this your way of treating guests?”

"A shitty hospitality! You have to pay the price today!"

Gong Nanbei seemed to touch the other party's re-scaling. The man overturned the table in front of him and rushed towards Gong Nanbei.

The white man was tall and big, at least 1.9 meters tall, and his muscles were obvious.

Seeing this, Wang Mong Kok's legs were a little weak, but Gong Nanbei didn't say anything nonsense. He reached out and pulled Wang Mong Kok behind him and rushed towards the man.

Damn it! I've been so angry, come on! See who beats who!

Gong Nanbei has his confidence. Before surviving on a deserted island, he spent a sky-high price on points to improve his martial arts and physical fitness. Although everyone is tall and big, Gong Nanbei is really worth it.

Several judges and directors around also saw that it was not good, and they shouted to stop, wanting the two of them to stop.

Michael was also running here in the distance. He brought Gong Nanbei, and he was responsible for fighting.

But how could the two of them, who were so angry that they could hear it? In just two seconds, they had already run to each other.

The white man punched Gong Nanbei in the head, which may be very fast in the eyes of outsiders, but in Gong Nanbei's eyes, it was a slow-motion replay.

Gong Nanbei didn't even think about it, squatted down and dodged the punch directly. Before the man could change his move, he used his right hand to explore the sea and directly buckled the other party's eyes.

The man subconsciously closed his eyes, but was still hit by Gong Nanbei. Gong Nanbei did not take any action, but his eyes were the weakness of human beings. Even though he did not take any action, the man was still in pain.

The other party closed his eyes and subconsciously covered his eyes and howled.

At this time, Gong Nanbei had already stood up, grabbed the other person's head with both hands, and pushed his knees up!

The other party had no time to struggle, so Gong Nanbei's knees had intimate contact with his face. The other party screamed even more violently, as if he was slapping a pig.

Gong Nanbei hit his nose and sprayed blood outward like a fountain, but Gong Nanbei had no intention of stopping. Since he could still scream, it proved that he could still withstand it!

He kicked the other person's crotch hard, and this kick was particularly fierce! The white man who was still wailing before seemed to be a chicken that was strangled to his throat in an instant. He could only inhale and not exhale. He fell to the ground and twitched in pain, but there was no sound at all.

Gong Nanbei spitted according to him, fuck! Are you all Chinese people good-tempered?

All of this is a bit long, but it doesn't last a minute!

First, the white man punched, then the harem counterattacked and penetrated his eyes, hit his knees, and the last move to pull the vagina was as fast as lightning, which made everyone confused.

Michael ran over at this time, and saw that there was a white man who was inhaling but not venting his breath on the ground and asked anxiously: "Mr. Fidel, how are you doing? Are you okay?"

Several judges were speechless for a while. Are you okay? Do you think he looks like he is okay?

Gong Nanbei took out a tissue and wiped his knees, which contained Fidel's nose bleeding.

After throwing the tissue on Fidel, Gong Nanbei turned to Wang Mong Kok, who was already dumbfounded, and said, "This grandson said we are yellow-skinned monkeys, but I didn't expect that I knew Spanish."

Gong Nanbei spoke these words in Mandarin, and he was not worried about being understood by the other party. So what he could do? What he said was the truth.

Wang Mong Kok, who was still worried about how to end, suddenly became energetic and immediately changed into an expression and roared at Michael: "Mr. Michael! You have let my trust down! What did you say before? You said that the Liberty is a friendly and inclusive country! There will be no discrimination here, but what about him? He actually called us yellow-skinned monkeys! Is it bullying that we don't understand Spanish?"

Wang Mong Kok said angrily: "This matter! I will report it to the embassy! Let the embassy come and talk to you! North and South! Let's go!"

After saying that, he pulled Gong Nanbei and walked out. Seeing this, Michael hurriedly shouted: "Mr. Gong! Mr. Gong!"

But no matter how he shouted, Gong Nanbei and others had no idea of ​​stopping.

No one in the crew dared to stop him. Just kidding him, can you beat him if you stop him? The one who just fought with him is still lying on the ground like a dead dog!

Several people walked out of the crew and waited outside. Bai Jingjing and Wei Shu saw Gong Nanbei's current image and their faces changed.

There was still Fidel's blood on Gong Nanbei's knees. Wei Shu walked in front of Gong Nanbei in two steps and said anxiously: "How is it?"

Gong Nanbei smiled and rubbed his hands and said, "I'm fine. That grandson will be unhealthy for a while. I lost my strength in the last kick. Whether I can withstand it depends on his luck."

After saying that, he turned to look at Wang Mong Kok and said, "Has it been recorded?"

Gong Nanbei knew about the button camera, Wang Wangjiao nodded and said, "It's clear that it's always on."

Gong Nanbei wiped his hands again and said, "That's fine. I'll wait for him to take action first before fighting back. It should be considered as self-defense. Find a lawyer immediately! Call Brother Han! If you can shoot this scene, just shoot it. If you can't shoot it, I won't serve you!"

"I understand, let's go back to the hotel first."

Gong Nanbei and his group got into the car, and Wei Shu looked at the crew with a dangerous look.

......

Not long after they left, the ambulance arrived and the nurses carried Fidel onto the stretcher bed.

Along the way, Fidel kept howling, tears flowed, and cursed.

Michael breathed a sigh of relief after waiting to get Fidel into the ambulance.

Lanska Martin walked behind Michael and smiled, "You still have such a sharp eye for choosing actors. Gong's skills are really great! God, you were far away from me just now, but I could see clearly. In less than ten seconds, Fidel was knocked to the ground by him! Hahahahahaha."

Lanska Martin smiled happily because he had been upset with Fidel for a long time, but because of the other party's identity, he couldn't say anything.

Thinking of this, Director Martin sighed and said, "You go and notify Mr. Gong and ask him to return home or go to the embassy as soon as possible. If you hit Fidel, the people from the Adolf Group will not give up."

Michael's expression was also a little complicated, and he nodded slightly.

This white man named Fidel is the eyeliner placed by the Adolf Group in the crew! Although he is not a producer, his power is still quite large.

Now Gong Nanbei beat him as soon as he came. In addition, he is a yellow-skinned Asian, so the Adolf Group will definitely not give up!

The fight between the crew is not big or small, but it is probably impossible for Gong Nanbei to continue filming on the crew.

Michael had a complicated expression, and all the future he had longed for before collapsed under the fists of both of them.

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Chapter completed!