Just when the men were about to swing their metal sticks and smash the film crew's camera equipment, a green brick flew over out of thin air and ruthlessly smashed onto the forehead of the man in the lead.
The man screamed and fell to the ground. He was bleeding profusely and had fainted.
Everyone was shocked by the sudden turn of events, while Zhou Hao snorted: "Let's see who dares to move!"
It was obvious that the brick had been thrown by him.
At this moment, the surrounding filming crew members also picked up their tools, whether it was triangles or reflective panels. They were all fearfully vowing to defend him.
The group of men who came to cause trouble saw that the crew members had become stubborn, and that the leader had also been knocked out by Zhou Hao's brick, so they did not dare to act rashly for the moment.
Zhou Hao asked loudly: "You are a local? Why did you come here to behave so atrociously? All of the land here is legally traded, so this place is no longer part of your village.
If anyone dares to cause trouble here anymore, I will imprison all of you! "
One of the staff members standing next to Zhou Hao said, "Boss, this is not the first time this group of people has come.
Last time they came to threaten us, they weren't allowed to film here, and they even smashed one of our video recorders.
Not only us, but the rest of the production teams who were in the movie city were also intimidated by them.
"Just now, they had already chased away several of the film crew before coming to our place."
Zhou Hao asked Wang Zhonglei who had already returned, "Then why didn't you call the police?"
Wang Zhonglei said helplessly: "Yes, the police arrested them for a few days and then released them again."
Zhou Hao said coldly, "Movie City is also our company's business, how can we allow them to cause trouble here."
His tone already carried a tinge of blame. Wang Zhonglei's neck shrunk as he thought to himself, although the boss is still young, when he gets angry, his power becomes really strong.
At the same time, a 50-60 year old man was supported by several people as he walked over. He covered his left forehead with his hand. There was still blood on his cheek. It was obvious that he had been injured.
He came to the front of the group and pointed at them, "What right do you have to be such thugs? Are there any laws!? "
Judging from his appearance, he must have been injured by the men.
Zhou Hao looked at the little Old Man in amusement. On his side, there were only five or six people, but they numbered around fifty to sixty. He really had the guts to challenge them.
However, in the next moment, Zhou Hao frowned, because he saw that the few men supporting the little Old Man all had very heavy killing intent.
With one look, Zhou Hao could tell that those guys must have had human lives on their hands before, and their expressions were cold and steady. It was clear that they were members of the army.
Therefore, Zhou Hao immediately guessed that the little Old Man who had an angry face was not an ordinary person.
"How did security in China become like this?
"Didn't you say that under the rule of the Communist Party, the environment in the country is getting better and better?" The little Old Man was still complaining incessantly.
Hearing that, Zhou Hao immediately knew that the little Old Man was not from his own country, but some other kind of people.
At this time, the few men standing in front of the little Old Man could not stand the chattering anymore. They cursed and raised their staffs to hit the little Old Man again.
But just as they raised their hands, the bodyguards around the little Old Man took action.
With a wave of their hand, the men screamed miserably. They also immediately removed their sticks from their wrists.
"Those people are soldiers, and they're not from the normal army, they might be special forces." Seeing the abilities of the little Old Man's bodyguards, Zhao Yuqin immediately said to Zhou Hao.
Zhou Hao nodded his head, at the same time, the people who were causing trouble saw that their comrade was injured, and immediately became agitated, surrounding Old Man and the rest.
A man beside the little Old Man took out his gun decisively and shot towards the sky, "Don't move!"
Seeing him take out his gun, those people immediately stopped moving, and their faces revealed expressions of fear.
At that moment, a group of a hundred soldiers quickly approached with firearms in hand.
The soldiers quickly surrounded the troublemakers. Seeing the guns in their hands, the men didn't dare to move. They immediately put down their sticks before the soldier even opened his mouth.
"Who are you? Put down your gun!" The commander of the soldiers immediately went to the man beside the little Old Man and shouted at him when he saw the gun in his hand.
"Brother, we are also from the Nanjing military region. We are on the same side." The man looked around at the surrounding soldiers with a puzzled expression. However, he still took out a certificate from his pocket and handed it over to the commander in front of him.
The commander took the documents and his expression changed. He respectfully returned the documents to the commander and gave him a proper military salute.
That person asked, "Who sent you here?"
The little Old Man heard and was puzzled. He turned to the person beside his and asked, "Eh? Weren't these soldiers called over by you? "
His bodyguard shook his head, just at this time, Zhou Hao and Zhao Yuqin walked over. Zhao Yuqin asked the commander: "Hello, may I ask if Commander Zhu sent you here?"
When those people came to stir trouble, Zhao Yuqin immediately called Zhu Yong Quan who was in the Nanjing military region.
"You are Miss Zhao Yuqin?" Seeing Zhao Yuqin nod her head, the commander immediately saluted her and said respectfully: "Miss Zhao, we were sent by Commander Zhu to help you catch the criminals who were messing with Heng Dian in the movie city."
"Mm, then I'll have to trouble you to bring these guys back and ask them what's going on." Zhao Yuqin laughed.
"No problem."
The soldier who was acting as the bodyguard for the little Old Man looked at Zhao Yuqin with a peculiar gaze. He had also said earlier that they were all from the Nanjing military region.
They did not know about the relationship between Zhao Yuqin and Zhu Yongquan, but to have Zhu Yongquan directly send people over to support them was evidently not an ordinary family.
Zhou Hao smiled and said to the soldier who took out his gun: You guys are also one of Commander Zhu's subordinates?
That person nodded, but did not say anything else. Zhou Hao immediately understood that they were probably here on a mission, and this mission was inconvenient for them to divulge to anyone else.
However, Zhou Hao was a little curious about this injured little Old Man. To be able to send out a few special forces to protect him, he was definitely not an ordinary person.
Zhou Hao said to the little Old Man, "Sir, you are injured. We have a treatment room here.
Zhou Hao was handsome, sunny and sincere, thus the little Old Man had a good impression of the young man. He nodded and said, "Thank you."
So, Zhou Hao brought the little Old Man to the treatment room, and at the same time, told Wang Zhonglei to take a look at the film crew that were chased away to settle the situation there.
Before even reaching the treatment room, Zhou Hao heard someone quickly walking over from behind.
Turning his head, he saw a familiar figure. When the man saw Zhou Hao, he was also startled, and exclaimed: "Zhou Hao?"
"Manager Han?" Zhou Hao was also surprised.
The person who had come was the General Manager of Heng Dian Shadow Television City, Han Xixiang. He was also the important arm of the General Manager of Heng Dian Group, Xu Wen Rong.
"Zhou Hao, you came too?" Han Xixiang was very surprised that Zhou Hao was here as well.
When he saw the little Old Man next to Zhou Hao whose face was completely stained with blood, he was even more shocked and immediately walked over and asked with concern: "Mister Pang, are you injured? Are you alright? "
When the Little Old Man with the surname Pang saw Han Xixiang, his expression recovered its previous anger as he said angrily, "Han Xixiang, what's with your Heng Dian's Shadow City? I was just on a tour when I suddenly encountered a group of thugs and broke my head!"
Han Xixiang obviously had a taboo towards this little Old Man, and immediately apologized: "Mr. Pang, I am very sorry, but those people were all farmers of Heng Dian, and had been instigated to come here to cause trouble. Mister Pang, I'm really sorry. "
Zhou Hao was also confused by the situation just now, but he said to the little Old Man, "This is Mr Pang right? Don't be angry yet, we'll get bandaged up first, if not we'll be sick of the tetanus."
Little Old Man glared at Han Xixiang. "Hmph! For the sake of this little brother, I won't bother with you for now. "
Then, he turned around and walked into the treatment room, while Han Xixiang cast a grateful gaze at Zhou Hao.
In the treatment room, the doctor and nurse on duty cleaned and bandaged the little Old Man's wounds. Little Old Man was just a superficial wound, it wasn't really a serious injury. Furthermore, Han Xixiang also explained the reason behind the situation to Zhou Hao when he was in the gap between the two Old Man s receiving treatment.
"Zhou Hao, you know it too. The Heng Dian Group is controlled by the State." Han Xixiang said: "Even though Mr. Xu is the CEO of the Heng Dian Group, there are many times where he is unable to decide on matters within the Group.
"Recently, a vice president came to the group. Someone in his family worked in the center, and he specifically came to our group to make money."
Zhou Hao nodded in understanding. This situation was not uncommon.
Han Xixiang said: "That fellow doesn't know how to manage. He is completely an outsider and yet, he has his own way with group matters. Once, at a meeting, I really could not help but voice my objection to his words, and so offended him.
He knew that I was the one in charge of managing the Heng Dian in the movie city, so he had people incite those local farmers to come and make trouble for me, making it difficult for me. "
"What about that Mr. Pang? Who is he?" Zhou Hao asked again.
"Him?" Han Xixiang looked at the little Old Man and said to Zhou Hao: "That is Mr. Pang Jinting, he is the president of the Indonesian Chinese Chamber of Commerce."