Chapter 110： Gun 2

"James, although I don’t know how your relationship with Louis is, but we have had several fate to remind you that I have a feud with this bitch, so you can decide whether to participate or not. Come in."

Yang Cheng didn't turn his head, and the words that came out were like the muzzle, with a biting chill.

He really hated Louis, molested his mother first, and then sent him to the hospital, plus the lives of his brothers, one by one, enough to make Yang Cheng lose her mind, and now the only one What can make him restrain the urge to kill is sunny holding his hand tightly.

This girl recovered fast enough, and while panicking, she didn't forget to walk over and rub Yang Cheng's arm into her arms, comforting Yang Cheng not to be impulsive.

"Eon, who am I, jason, are you okay?"

Louis Lehman turned around without fear, Yin's evil smile hung on his disgusting face, and he held Yang Cheng's muzzle with his eyebrows, and said confidently.

"Okay, very good, thanks to you, but I enjoyed it in the hospital for a month, how about it? Would you like to try this too?" Yang Cheng breathed fire in his eyes and almost crushed his posterior teeth.

Louis Lehman didn't catch up, but looked at Sunny with yin~hui's eyes.

"This Lo~ Li from the East is your woman?"

Sunny took a step back and hid herself behind Yang Cheng. Louis Lehman's impolite eyes made Sunny very uncomfortable.

Yang Cheng squinted and sneered, "What? Now I am not interested in people~Qi?"

"Oh, jason, who doesn't have any hobbies yet!" Louis Lehman covered his face and made a helpless look. He was really shameless and regarded his quirks as hobbies.

"Don't tm bullshit, do you know how much I want to press the trigger now?" Yang Cheng's monstrous hatred seemed to burst with just a needle.

"Unfortunately you dare not!" Louis Lehman was also sure that Yang Cheng did not dare to shoot, and said provocatively with a wicked smile.

"Yes, you should be grateful that there are too many people at the scene, but you still have a good heart. Now in New York, there are an unknown number of men who you played with their wives want to seek revenge from you. Once you go out and get killed by a car, don't think Splash dirty water on me." Yang Cheng threatened with a pun while holding the gun.

Louis Lehman's expression was stagnant. Obviously he understood the profound meaning of Yang Cheng's words very accurately, and he was quite sure that Yang Cheng had done it.

"Let's give, thank you, give, nypd, we received a report that someone shot a gun here?"

At this time, two white policemen wearing police uniforms with pistols and handcuffs on their waists separated the bodyguards who were facing each other at the door and walked into the waiting room.

Yang Cheng put the gun away the first time he heard about nypd. He didn't want to leave a handle to anyone, and replied back with a calm smile, "Really? No one shot the gun here, maybe someone is pranking. ?policeman."

The gaze of the white police officer's scrutiny moved between Yang Cheng and Louis Lehman, and the atmosphere was subtle.

"Then why are so many of you gathered here?" The police felt that something was going on here, and asked unwillingly.

"Of course I came to see my friends, right? Louis?" Yang Cheng dragged Louis Lehman into the water with a brilliant expression.

"Of course, we are friends, everything is fine, Mr. Police bother if you don't hold it tight." Louis Lehman is not stupid, and it is not worth entering the police station for this.

The members in the waiting room looked at each other for a while. What happened? Just now you've been arrogant, now you're a friend? Indicates that the routine is too deep and too little knowledge.

The police had no choice but to give a warning, and had to return empty-handed.

Yang Cheng put a smile away, and said to Louis Lehman with a stern face, "You can get out of here, remember, the accounts between you and me are not over yet."

Putting down these words, he turned sideways to make room and signaled Louis Lehman to leave quickly.

Louis took a deep look at Yang Cheng, no more nonsense, and walked out of the waiting room with a cold face. James Dolan wiped the sweat from his head, hesitated, and whispered to Yang Cheng, "Jason, between you I don’t want to participate in the grievances. The relationship between me and Louis is just a pure cooperative relationship."

James Dolan has been in Manhattan for many years, and he is regarded as a representative of the upper class in New York. Yang Cheng has to give the right side, and James Dolan is not submissive, but rationally draws a line between the two sides. You fight you, don’t Pull me off the court.

Yang Cheng smiled politely, "Sorry, James, I was angry just now. What shouldn't be wrong, don't be angry, my grudge with Louis Lehman has nothing to do with others."

"Haha, it's okay, I have something to do, don't bother you, have a drink together when I have time." James Dolan glanced at the moment he shrank into a ball, winking ambiguously.

The foreigners present at the scene were wrong. After all people of other skin colors had withdrawn, Sunny suddenly collapsed on Yang Cheng.

"Scared, aren't you?" Yang Cheng hugged Sunny and helped her onto the chair, squatted down, and gently comforted her by touching her face.

"Sir, thank you very much for your help." Sunny looked at the middle-aged man behind Yang Cheng and stopped talking.

Yang Cheng turned back, "Who are you?"

"Oh, I'm Park Sung Joo, the general manager of my youth, thank you again for your help."

Whoring into a pig? Haha, good name!

"You have failed enough as an agent. The artists under your banner are taken advantage of by people in broad daylight. You don't even have a fart. Why? You have to tie them to the bed one by one before trying to find a way?" He has nothing to do with half a dime, so he scolds him.

But Taeyeon and their beautiful faces became a little ugly, not because Yang Cheng’s words were ugly, and the words were rough and not rough. A group of arrogant gents, at the critical moment, became a tortoise with their heads, and watched the woman be Bullying, it disappointed them.

"You should be thankful that I know Sunny and the others, otherwise I won't bother to intervene if you are smashed."

I scolded the agent, turned my head, rubbed Sunny's head with his big hands, and exhorted warmly, "Okay, I have to go, you guys don't go out at night, please take revenge on that Louis, remember to give me something phone."

"Inside, I see, oppa, go ahead."

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Late at night, in Georgina’s club bedroom, a two-meter-wide boat, the white sheets were a little messy, the quilt was draped indiscriminately by the bed, and a pair of red pointed high heels were stacked diagonally in the air. There is a breath of alcohol and hormones.

Yang Cheng stretched out an arm to cushion Georgina's head, and pulled it into her arms with a warm aftertaste.

The big hand stroked the exquisite body, looked at the steamy eyes under the long eyelashes, and smiled apologetically, "Sorry, the action is a bit rude."

"It's okay, if you encounter boring things in the future, let me vent them."

Yang Cheng was so touched that she hugged her tightly. Everything is in her mind. In fact, if you have to choose a woman to marry, Georgina is the best choice. Unfortunately, the two are destined to not get together and become a py and lover in private. That's it, even if the two have their own marriages, no one will take it seriously if they make an appointment for fun, but it is impossible to get married officially.

"Did you listen?" Yang Cheng leaned against the bed, poured a glass of red wine, and asked Georgina a sip.

Georgina moved her ass, patted Yang Cheng's chest angrily, "Take things out and talk."

Yang Cheng shook his head with a smirk He was wronged today and needs comfort. "

The woman is helpless. Hasn't she recently become fascinated by Yang Cheng's shamelessness?

Adjusting a posture that makes both of them comfortable, Georgina leaned her head and answered Yang Cheng’s previous question, “Well, Manhattan is just such a big place. Whoever died in the upper city will arrive before half a time. At the dinner table of the people in the lower city, it becomes an after-dinner conversation."

Uh, whoever chats to death the mouse in idleness, Yang Cheng sneered, but he also understood Georgina's metaphor.

"But you did the right thing. Fortunately you didn't shoot, otherwise things would be troublesome."

Yang Cheng sipped the red wine and said uncomfortably, "I really almost couldn't help it. If it weren't for Hansen's gun trigger to be a little harder, now Louis should be lying in the morgue."

"Then I have to go to prison to see you." Georgina rolled her eyes charmingly.

Georgina suddenly patted Yang Cheng's stomach, raised her head and asked Yang Cheng, "By the way, you sent someone to Rio?"

Yang Orange smiled bitterly and admitted in disguise, "You really are a New York princess, there is nothing you don't know."

"Nonsense, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't bother to pay attention." Georgina said angrily.

Feeling sour in her heart, Georgina's words touched Yang Cheng's heart again, and she was moved to kiss Georgina's thin lips.

"Don’t worry, I know what’s unhappy. I have already won nearly 40% of Lionsgate’s shares, and the actual voting rights have exceeded 50%. I plan to hold a board meeting in the near future to kick Marcraces out of the game, and then Lions Gate was delisted and privatized, and a new media group was formed with the Forum Company."

After a sip of wine, then, "I will quickly acquire a group of powerful companies to make up for the shortcomings of the New Media Group, and strive to get listed as soon as possible to make money. I am now very poor and going crazy."