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Chapter 111: The scourge of Western mythology?(2/2)

Isn't the gap a little bit?

When Iverson walked into Shen Lang's office again, he saw another bald middle-aged man in Shen Lang's office.

Iverson recognized this bald middle-aged man as Frank, the head of Mifran Automobile...

"Mr. Frank, have you decided?"

"yes!"

"Well, that's good. You sign this contract and leave everything else to us."

"Mr. Shen Lang, this is a big deal. I hope... your new movie can really be released in Hollywood? The main market is Hollywood?"

"Do you think someone will throw dirty water on their faces?"

"Won't……"

"Well, is there any problem?"

“I hope we can build a good friendship!”

"Haha, Mr. Frank, don't worry, you won't lose money in this business!"

"Um!"

Iverson only heard such a conversation, and then he saw Shen Lang smiling and shook hands with Frank.

Then he sent Frank out of the office.

When Frank left, he subconsciously glanced at Iverson. He didn't know Iverson, and of course, he left without asking anything.

In the office, Iverson was the only one left.

"Mr. Iverson...is in good spirits?"

"Mr. Shen Lang, Mr. Frank is..." Iverson stared blankly at the contract on Shen Lang's table.

"Oh... He gave us more than 10 million US dollars in film sponsorship, your first fund for making a movie..." Shen Lang said this lightly.

"ah?"

"Okay...Mr. Iverson, this is your contract, sign it."

"Okay, wait, this contract, is this really my contract? Why is it so free? There are no other terms?" Iverson took over the thin contract and looked at the simple basic terms inside, and was stunned.

"Everyone's contract is the same..."

“…”

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After signing the contract, Iverson felt that the company was full of strange feelings, which made him feel a little suffocated.

"Mr. Iverson, you are not a Christian, are you?"

"no……"

"Shouldn't there be any other beliefs?"

"No……"

After hearing these questions asked by Shen Lang, Iverson was a little trembling.

"Mr. Iverson, this is the script of the new movie..."

“Hell Hornet?”

"yes……"

"Mr. Shen Lang, this background... Satan? Lucifer, the fallen angel? This, this..." Iverson's eyes widened.

"How about it?"

"this……"

Iverson gasped and looked at the script.

After seeing mythical characters, his mind went blank, but then he became excited!

He found...

Shen Lang established another mythological system!

"Satan was originally one of the angels created by God. Because the "fire" was polluted, the dark side was multiplied, and he developed ambitions, attempting to usurp the throne of God alone and fall into the devil..."

"Satan led the same fallen and ambitious fallen angels to fight against God in hell..."

"For thousands of years, Satan has tempted people to abandon life and the path of redemption... to sacrifice his soul, become his demon warrior, and fight against God..."

"God sent down the twelve apostles and fought against the demons of hell on earth..."

“…”

"A retired mercenary accidentally saw a dirty old yellow sports car in Mifran. The audio equipment of the old yellow sports car seemed to be broken..."

“…”

“…”

Iverson looked at the script seriously.

If you don’t read the background setting of the story, the main line of the entire script is actually very simple, it is the story of a retired soldier saving the world...

Of course, there are also some hilarious plots about the Hornet speaker being broken...

"Photo?" Shen Lang narrowed his eyes and looked at Iverson.
Chapter completed!
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