When Zhang Hu'en "awakened" and found that the movie had entered the second act. He was wearing a gold necklace with a dog-headed head as thick as a finger on his neck, and a shiny machete in his hand. He was following Fan Qiang and staring at the protagonist Chu Ge, who was huddling at the gate.

(Sure enough, this ability to defy heaven is still there. Thanks to the Virgin Mary, to the Buddha of Tathagata, to Allah.)

"What's wrong? I'm just a little boy and forget about the old **?"

Fan Qiang's face-slapping supporting role is a very illusionate model. The steel ball stick in his hand is knocking on the ground one after another, staring at Chu Ge and Jiang Xiaoying with his eyes hanging, and his mouth keeps on fire:

"I said Xiaoying, you were crazy when you were under your crotch before, but I didn't see you as a little bird as you rely on others. Forget it, pretend to be innocent. As long as you come and lick the bird, you will bypass your little face!"

(Brain-dead script.)

Zhang Huen cursed in his heart. The black boss in this low-level amateur movie has no lines that can make people feel happy. After tossing and turning, there are just a few words that are brave and fierce, exuding the atmosphere of the urban-rural fringe.

I took a look at my own attributes while bored.

"Face Slap 2----Actor: Zhang Hu'en

Repertoire level: Level 2 dragon suit

Extraordinary skills: Eagle Claw Spin (Advanced)

Close-body footwork (primary)

Sword Fighting (Elementary)

Gladiator consciousness (primary)

Status: Strong (BUFF: empty)

Subconscious: Cowardly (top level) (blocked)

Attention: 0

Income: 0”

(Why did I have two more projects? What's the use of interpreting levels and skills?)

Mei Zizhong, who had been silent and pretending to be profound, burst into laughter, walked to Fan Qiang with a reserved step, took out a dragon card from Armani's suit and threw it on the ground, saying:

"There is 1 million in this card. It just so happens that I still lack a few thugs. You can just mess with me in the future. If you want girls to have girls, houses, and cars, it's better than if you are floating in society, you have to risk being hit by both black and white, right?"

Zhang Huen, awakened by Mei Zizhong, looked at Fan Qiang and found that his subconscious mind was actually - loyal (primary).

(Damn it a loyal and honest man came to make money from the underworld. Isn’t this a cheating father?)

Sure enough, under the slaughter of money, the honest and honest farmer Fan Qiang swung his hand and picked up the dragon card from the ground tremblingly, asking in disbelief:

"1...1 million, really 1 million?"

"Ha, who is Chu Ge? One million is pocket money for me. Don't worry, I will have 1 million every month with me in the future."

"Clang!"

Just like he was holding it in his home, the ball stick in his hand fell to the ground, and even the tattoo on the back of his neck was shaking, and he roared at Zhang Hu'en and another supporting role as if he was thrusting:

"Simida, we sent it, and we no longer have to worry about the house in our hometown, and we no longer have to run around for our future life. We will follow Boss Chu in the future, come and call Boss!"

"Boss! You will be my lifelong boss in the future!"

The slap 3 saw that Fan Qiang surrendered, and threw down the crowbar that was disrespectful to the new and old masters, ran to Mei Zizhong happily, bowed and slapped the flattery that was not money-free. The two slap slap slap slap is like a lion dog raised by Chu Ge, and they almost knelt on the ground and licked leather shoes.

Zhang Huen walked towards Mei Zizhong and recalled the sentence in his mind, "Brother, you are the most handsome and coolest man in the world, no one." He threw it behind his head. He walked to Fan Qiang's side with a smile on his face, turned around and stabbed it into Fan Qiang's stomach. Fan Qiang, who was only concerned about praise, did not even have conditioned reflexes. He slowly fell down with surprise, puzzled, and unwilling eyes. The dragon card that had not yet been heated fell into a pool of blood.

"Pooh!"

Zhang Hu'en spitted at Fan Qiang's still shaking body. Now is his time to perform. If a person kills people without any reason, then this person will be judged as a psychopath by the real movie. It is impossible for a psychopath to join the big family in the film and television industry. But if there is a saying, even if it is outrageous, his behavior will only be caused by the fierce and cruel subconscious.

Zhang Hu'en walked towards Mei Zizhong with a smile. He knew that a brainless killer who only knows violence could not be exaggerated in the film and television industry, so he wanted to be an elegant killer, just like those killers in Quentin's movies that combine beauty, violence and intelligence.

"Zheng Chu, what do you think money can buy? Your life or her life?"

Mei Zizhong was choked by the sudden blow and couldn't speak. He was originally slapped in the face while shaking his tail begging for mercy. After a brief loss of consciousness, he screamed like a girl who met a ** on the road:

"I've killed someone, killed someone!"

Longsuan 3 fled towards the end of the road outside the villa. Zhang Hu'en didn't want to worry about him because he was not within the scope of the reward target, so why waste energy to chase a worthless target?

Zhang Hu'en walked towards Mei Zizhong step by step with a blood-dropped machete. Mei Zizhong twitched his cheeks and pulled Jiang Xiaoying beside him and pushed Zhang Hu'en, saying:

"Brother, this woman pays you back. That million will be regarded as borrowing this woman's usage fee these days. You can leave quickly. I have called the police. If the police come, you can't run away."

(If you believe you, there will be ghosts. If you don’t even have a small investment amateur movie, where can the police come from?)

"Okay, but I don't like others using bad ones."

Jiang Xiaoying, who was pushed over, was pretending to be charming. When she heard Zhang Hu'en's words that she didn't give her any face, a trace of resentment flashed in her eyes, but just a trace flashed. She didn't even have time to dodge her reaction and was slashed on the forehead by Zhang Hu'en. Her pretty face was immediately cut in half and she fell to the ground with a strange smile.

"I killed someone, I killed someone again!"

Like a slap in the face, Mei Zizhong and his women screamed and fled to the villa. Zhang Hu'en slashed and overturned the two black fungus that ran at the last two times, kicking the old doorman who was about to come forward to protect the master. After the old doorman fell down, he pointed at Zhang Hu'en tremblingly, and tried to threaten Zhang Hu'en with a policeman. Zhang Hu'en snatched his ears, kicked his chin, and kicked the old man's neck.

Zhang Hu'en chased Mei Zizhong and his women with a knife and rushed into the villa. The machete was in his hand, and I had it all in the world, killing, killing, black fungus was screaming, or begging for mercy, or going crazy, covering his head in the quilt and chanting scriptures, or taking off his clothes to try to seduce Zhang Hu'en, but before his calm and cruel machete, they all turned into dead souls under the knife.

Three fell in the living room, one was chopped down in the kitchen, one was chopped to death in the bathtub of the toilet, and one was chopped to hang in the stairwell. Mei Zizhong took the remaining three black fungus, two maids, and three male servants hid in the master bedroom, pushing the bed to the door to block it.

"Boss Chu, don't you have money? Can you buy your life if you have money?"

Zhang Hu'en's voice came from outside the door, scaring two black fungus so much that they lost control and jumped down from the balcony upstairs. Only a sound of "pa, ah, ouch" was heard. Mei Zizhong looked at the solid wooden door, as if the demon outside the door was about to break in in minutes.

"Don't come in. I've called the police. You can't escape even if the police come. I advise you to leave now and I will just pretend that nothing has happened!"

Mei Zizhong cheered himself up at the top of his lungs. The other end of 110 was not connected, and the other end of 120 and 119 were also busy. For a moment, he seemed to feel that he had extremely strange amnesia. What about my relatives and friends, why didn’t there be a contact number on my privately customized orphan version of my phone?

"Can you call your phone?"

The male and female servants and the remaining black fungus shook their heads one after another, which made Mei Zizhong sway his hair angrily and grabbed his hair like crazy, and kept yelling at the remaining three men and three women:

"This must be an illusion, an illusion, yes, it's a dream. I'm dreaming, you are not real, not real!"

After saying that, he rushed up and grabbed a male servant's neck and hit the wall hard. The sound of banging the wall made the rest of the people frightened. Young Master Chu went crazy, and we should be the next one.

"Young Master, Master, calm down, calm down!"

The remaining two male servants stepped forward to stop Mei Zizhong who was crazy. They relied on a brute force to pull Mei Zizhong away. The male servant who had hit a bag fell to the ground in a dizzy state. Mei Zizhong, who was still dying of hatred, shook their arms off, and stepped forward and kicked the male servant who fell to the ground, shouting:

"I want to survive, live, you guys, rush out, and each person will reward one million."

The two male servants looked at each other, then lowered their heads and retreated aside, making jokes, money is precious, and life is even more expensive. Seeing that the two of them were afraid, Chu Baiwan picked up a pair of scissors on the dressing table of the master bedroom, and said to the two with a ferocious face:

"Run out for me, or I'll open my eyes on you."

"Young Master, calm down!"

"Young Master, don't, you young master."

"Hey, Master Chu!"

A loud shout from the balcony made Mei Zizhong come to his senses from the edge of his mental breakdown. He rushed to the balcony and looked down. He saw a man standing on the grass in front of the villa. He stood in the midday sun with a machete and smiled at himself with big white teeth. He crawled under his feet with two women's bodies. No, one of them was still squirming and struggling, but the man's leather shoes were stepping on her spine, making it difficult for her to move at all.

Mei Zizhong didn't know where the courage came from, so he gestured to the evil man standing in the courtyard of his villa:

"Boy, you're dead, you'll definitely be shot, you'll be shot, do you know, such a small eye on your head, your face is blown to pieces!"

Looking at Mei Zizhong standing on the balcony dancing, Zhang Huen took out the ZIPPO found from their house and lit a cigarette for himself, and then threw the burning lighter into the living room of the villa. A loud noise like thunder came out from the kitchen of the villa. The glass doors and windows on the first and second floors of the villa were shattered in an instant, scattering flowers on the surrounding lawns. Several flames rushed out from the first floor, spewing out more than three meters of flame tails with their teeth and claws, and then rushed towards the second floor.

The loud noise and vibration made Mei Zizhong, who was lying on the railing, scream and fell down, but he was lucky, and he didn't hit the ground, but his fat butt saved his life.

(This relationship is good and saves major troubles.)

Zhang Hu'en walked over and dragged Mei Zizhong, who was crying on the ground to the woman with a lame leg. The woman struggled to get up and was kicked to the ground by him before she took two steps.

"Help, help!"

The men and women on the balcony were surrounded by a rapidly expanding fire. The fire on the first floor quickly spread to the second floor. The raging flames burned the balcony of the master bedroom. They were like barbecue placed in a BBQ, and were threatened by thick smoke and high temperatures. Whether to jump or not, this is a problem.

"Give me aside, all mine is yours."

Mei Zizhong's right hand showed an abnormal bend, and it turned out that it was folded when it landed. At this time, he only begged and could not even have a thought of resisting. The man with a stubble in front of him seemed to see money like dirt, with a smile on his lips and threw him next to the woman.

Zhang Hu'en looked back at the already blackened balcony. The three men on it had jumped down. They were lucky. They didn't get hurt like the black fungus in front. They just rubbed their calves and ran away in the opposite direction. The three women were still screaming meaninglessly, and it seemed that they couldn't get off.

If you run away, run away. Anyway, aren’t these three male servants not included in the mission? Zhang Hu’en lets those three male servants go, smiles and says to Chu Ge and the black fungus:

"Want to live?"

Mei Zizhong and the woman nodded at the same time, with hopeful eyes in their eyes.

"But you two can only live one, what should you do?"

Looking at the distressed expression on the evil man's face, Mei Zizhong and the woman moved back half a meter, and the atmosphere of distrust increased rapidly between the two, but they distrust Zhang Hu'en even more. If you say you live one, you will live another. What should you do if you regret it?

"Hurry up, my patience is limited. I finally made a kind heart. Don't stand it?"

"Hula, boom!" A loud noise came from the villa. I saw that the second floor could not bear the invasion of the fire. It collapsed in the flames and smoke. After a piece of dust flew, a figure covered in fire crawled out of the ruins screaming. The fireman stood up and walked a few steps before falling back to the ground, crawling forward with difficulty.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's so pitiful."

The burning woman had climbed three or four meters and was not dead yet. The screams in her mouth made Mei Zizhong and the woman's teeth tremble, and her whole body was cold, as if she had fallen into a deep abyss.

"Can't you let me have a way out?"

Mei Zizhong looked at Zhang Hu'en in despair. The smile on Zhang Hu'en's face was very calm, making him feel that nothing could be more terrifying. He looked back at the woman who was blending with him. The flames of survival in the other party's eyes hurt his heart.

"You're all hurting me!"

Mei Zizhong got up and kicked the woman in the stomach. The woman hummed, without resisting, but stared at Mei Zizhong fiercely with her eyes.

"Look, look at you MB!"

Mei Zizhong kicked the woman in anger and was angrily and then. The woman rolled on the ground in pain. Mei Zizhong followed her up to prepare to continue her efforts. Suddenly, she felt a chill in her lower body, and a heart-wrenching pain rushed straight from her lower body. Mei Zizhong, who couldn't even exclaim pain, fell to the ground. The woman suddenly rushed up in full state and was resurrected. When he looked into the woman's hand, she found that she was holding a sharp stone covered with blood in her hand, poking it on his eyes, nose, and forehead.

The woman's face was covered with blood and brain. When Mei Zizhong's body was constantly twitching, she stopped. Her trembling body showed her fear and helplessness. Zhang Hu'en's shadow was imprinted on her back, blocking the scorching sun at noon for her.

She raised her head and looked at the man standing behind her and blocked the sunshine above her head. The light reflected by the bright machete made her squint her eyes involuntarily. Suddenly, the woman showed a rare smile and said:

"I still can't escape death, right?"

"Sorry, don't sell meat in the next life."

The woman's head fell on the grass beside her with a faint smile of life and death, and happened to lean against Mei Zizhong's smashed face.

The gentle light spread out in the sky again, and the golden "End of Drama" sign appeared above the villa.
Chapter completed!