C130

"Yeah, it's me again."

Sun Min stuck out his tongue.

"Then please lead the way Miss Sun."

This time, Du Chunfeng remembered something and stopped calling his Sis Sun.

Sis Sun waved her hand and led the way, but she could not help but mutter under her breath: "Du Chunfeng, you're still too reckless, the salary for this job is not low, if you work properly, you might even have a chance to get a promotion."

"I am already a Security Captain, how can I get promoted and get a higher salary? Don't tell me that I can become a Security Regiment Commander in the future? And even if it hadn't happened, I wouldn't have done it. "

Du Chunfeng said, and thought of Zhao Guang.

With this brat at the company, he would definitely secretly wear small shoes for her in the future, so it would be better for her to resign.

Sun Min was amused by Du Chunfeng, and said: "But your salary is also not low. At that time, if you could bear with it, then this matter might not have happened. "

"Endure? I won't be able to stand it at that time, and I won't regret it in the slightest. If this had happened again in front of my eyes, I would have done the same thing and wouldn't have changed in the slightest. "

Du Chunfeng said firmly.

Sun Min had interacted with him for a period of time, so he finally understood Du Chunfeng's temperament, and did not say anymore.

"Oh right, who called me here this time? Just tell me what is going on so that I can prepare myself. "

Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Du Chunfeng asked.

"I don't know either. I only know that the person looking for you this time is a famous great director of our country. In short, you'll know once you go."

As the two of them spoke, they had arrived before a door.

"Next, you have to go in alone. In short, if they want you to apologize to Chen Xiaofan in public, you have to agree. He's a star, you can't afford to offend him."

Sun Min reminded her on the side with good intentions.

"Mm, don't worry."

Du Chunfeng casually agreed, but of course he wouldn't think like this.

"Da Da Da!"

Du Chunfeng knocked on the door.

"Come in."

An old voice came from inside.

Receiving the answer, Du Chunfeng gave Sun Min a relieved look and pushed the door open.

The atmosphere in the room was rather depressing. The room was covered with pure black curtains that blocked the sunlight. It was as dark as the evening sky.

A few men in dark glasses and suits were standing in a row in the corner with cold expressions on their faces.

A middle-aged man was surrounded by a group of men in suits. He had a cigar between his two fingers. He was as steady as a mountain and his face was expressionless.

In the middle of the room, a man was crying as he held a woman covered in blood.

"Fang Fang!" Wake up! "Don't die!"

The woman reached out a bloodied hand and gently stroked the man's face. She wanted to say something, but she only spat out a mouthful of blood.

Finally, that hand drooped down without strength. The woman had completely lost her life.

"Fang Fang!" "Ahhh!"

The man roared towards the sky. He placed the girl in his embrace onto the ground carefully, like a gem. He closed the woman's eyes, lowered his head and lightly kissed her on the cheek, then stood up and glared at the group of black-clothed men.

"You are the one who killed Fang Fang!" I want revenge! "

The man shouted loudly and dashed towards the middle-aged man who was smoking a cigar.

Without waiting for the middle-aged man's order, those men in suits had already rushed forward.

After a flurry of attacks, the men in suits were defeated and fell to the ground, unable to get up.

Only then did the middle-aged man realize the seriousness of the situation. The cigar in his hand fell to the ground as he wailed at the man not to kill him.

"Kill them for their lives!" "Go to hell!"

Ignoring his sympathy, the man charged at the man. When he was one meter away, his body suddenly jumped up and he lifted his foot to kick the man.

A kick.

Two feet.

When he kicked a second time, his body had already landed on the ground. He kicked a third time, sending the cigar man flying.

"Crack crack!" Do you know what it means by kicking three times in the air? Since you've already landed, what's the use of kicking out a third time! "

A loud curse resounded in the darkness.

Then, the black curtains were pulled open, and dazzling sunlight poured in like a tide. The originally dark room immediately became bright.

Du Chunfeng immediately used his hands to block, narrowing his eyes.

Only after a while did he get used to the blinding sunlight.

At the same time, Du Chunfeng noticed that the surroundings were filled with cameras and other equipment used to make movies.

In fact, Du Chunfeng had already expected that they were filming just now, not to mention that the lady who was lying on the ground bleeding a drop of blood did not smell blood at all, and although the suited men looked fierce, it was obvious to Du Chunfeng that they were fake, and did not have any killing intent at all.

The dead woman got up from the ground and ran to wash her face. The other men in suits also stood up.

"Director, give me another chance. I've found the trick. If you let me try again, I will definitely kick you out."

At this moment, the man who had kicked three times in the air was begging with all his might.

"Scram!" I've been kicked a dozen times already. Director, let's change people. "

The man also stood up from the ground, yelling with dissatisfaction.

Du Chunfeng followed their gazes and saw an old man walking over. He was dressed like a director, he did not seem to be laughing at all, and was extremely stern.

His voice was familiar. It was the person who had called him in the morning.

The old man circled around those people, and directly arrived in front of Du Chunfeng. He looked him up and down, then turned two rounds, and patted on Du Chunfeng's body.

"Whoa!" This was the standard model's figure! Furthermore, with your handsome looks and extraordinary skills, you will become the most popular martial arts celebrity in the future as long as you flatter me a little. "

The old man clicked his tongue in wonder.

Du Chunfeng's figure could simply be said to be perfect, his legs were long and slender, and his arms were wide open.

The muscles were fine and fine.

Soft with hard, full explosive force!

Du Chunfeng took a step back, frowned, and said: "Speak, why are you looking for me?"

"Hur hur, I guess you've seen it too. I'm the director of the city martial arts film, which is also a gangster movie. Have you seen 'My Underworld CEO Young Master'?"

the old man asked.

Du Chunfeng shook his head. This kind of movie, just by hearing the name, he had lost all interest.

He was also a mercenary, so he had a deeper understanding of the underworld. As a result, he was not interested in movies like these.

"I shouldn't have watched it, hmph!" That movie was made by my sworn enemy. Damn it, inviting a sissy to be the lead, making a disgusting movie, and even earning so much at the box office, it was truly a humiliation to the movie industry. A true film of the underworld should have flesh and blood, not just relying on the main character's little face! "

The old man suddenly opened his mouth and scolded, his saliva flying everywhere, causing Du Chunfeng to stand even further away.