Ning Feiyang was a little unhappy. He turned around and found a thin man wearing glasses and with a very unfriendly attitude.
"Why should I get out of the way?" Ning Feiyang asked.
"I've already said that I want to shoot the scene here, don't you understand?" the man said angrily.
Ning Feiyang became a little impatient, stood up abruptly, and leaned towards him, his body exuding a cold air.
The man was less than 1.7 meters tall and had a thin body. Ning Feiyang, who was 1.83 meters tall and had a strong build, was not angry or intimidating.
"I am Liu Xing. I want to shoot a TV series here. I need this place. Please leave and go aside to play." The man who called himself Liu Xing took a step back, but still had no intention of leaving.
"I don't care what you want to do. We were here first. There is no reason to get out of the way. It's you who should go." Ning Feiyang scolded.
Zhang Shuangquan also ran over, waved his hand and said, "Who do you think you are, the King of Heaven?"
"I am Liu Xing from the entertainment industry, don't you know me?" Liu Xing said, "Ace agent."
"I don't care who your manager is, leave as soon as possible, otherwise I will be rude to you." Zhang Shuangquan geared up.
Ning Feiyang also took a step forward, faintly activating Zhengyang Qi, forming a powerful force.
Liu Xing felt the strong murderous intent, couldn't help but trembled, and then stepped back.
"You guys are cruel, just wait and see." Liu Xing left dejectedly.
Ning Feiyang turned around and said with a smile: "Okay, let's continue."
"We have already applied it," Chu Miaoke said.
"I helped Miao Ke apply it, and she applied it for me, so you don't have to suffer." Song Tiantian said with a smile.
Affected?
That’s obviously a benefit, isn’t it?
Such a good opportunity for intimacy was wasted, which made Ning Feiyang feel angry. If he had known better, he should have kicked Liu Xing away to save time.
While Zhang Shuangquan was applying Pantene, he cast a mocking look.
Ning Feiyang is even more angry!
Sand platoon, two against three.
Ning Feiyang and Zhang Shuangquan were boys. They thought they would have an advantage because they were taller and faster.
Unexpectedly, when the fight actually started, I realized that I was wrong and that was not the case at all.
The three girls gave full play to their advantages, acted coquettishly and winked at critical moments, and they were completely defeated.
Of course, they enjoy this feeling.
"It's almost done, you can go." Just as they were fighting vigorously, someone else came over.
This man was tall and strong. Even though he was wearing a T-shirt, he still couldn't hide the muscle lumps on his body. He looked somewhat familiar.
"It's not up to you to decide when we leave." Ning Feiyang responded calmly.
"That's right, why are you letting us go?" Pan Ting's bad temper ignited at the first moment.
The man took off his eyes, pointed at his face, and said, "Is this enough?"
"What do you mean?" Ning Feiyang didn't understand.
"Is this... a face-grabbing gesture?" Zhang Shuangquan said.
"The key is, I don't know him either." Ning Feiyang shook his head and said.
Zhang Shuangquan and others burst into laughter.
When the man saw their reaction, he became angry and said angrily: "Look carefully again, I don't believe you don't know me."
"Whether you believe it or not is up to you. We still have to play ball. I don't have the heart to guess who you are, so hurry up and play aside." Ning Feiyang waved his hand.
"My name is Li Zizhao, a Hollywood movie star!" The man announced his name.
Li Zizhao?
It's somewhat familiar.
Liu Xing also walked over at this moment, becoming much more arrogant than before.
"Haha, he became very popular in China a few years ago. Now Li Zizhao has entered Hollywood and is already a third-tier star. You are really ignorant." Liu Xinghu pretended to be powerful.
A few years ago?
After Liu Xing's reminder, they had some impressions and recalled a lot of news in their minds.
"I know, he's the guy who got stuck in the donation scandal." Zhang Shuangquan said.
"I remember that it was found out at that time that the money that everyone donated to charity was taken away by him." Pan Ting's eyes fell on Li Zizhao, "Now...has the money been recovered?"
"Don't talk nonsense!" Li Zizhao pointed at Pan Ting and said.
Panting was not afraid at all, and spoke again: "Am I talking nonsense? Haha, you are a scumbag who was punished in China and couldn't survive anymore, so you went to Hollywood. You are not a third-tier or thirteenth-tier bullshit star!"
"
This is a bit poisonous!
Li Zizhao clenched his fists and said again: "Get out of here quickly, or I will beat you to the ground!"
"Zi Zhao is a kung fu star and is very good at fighting. I advise you to better understand your appearance, otherwise your appearance will be ruined." Liu Xinghu pretended to be powerful.
"All Kung Fu stars are just fake. They are just muscle lumps. Who knows who they are." Pan Ting continued to scorn.
Li Zizhao couldn't tolerate it at all, so he opened it with his fist.
Zhang Shuangquan stood in front of him, but he didn't dodge and just shouldered it with his fist.
"hiss!"
Zhang Shuangquan is a sports committee member and has also practiced Taekwondo. He thought he could withstand it, but who knew that the punch came and he grinned in pain.
"Haha, come again." Li Zizhao said arrogantly.
"Just come." Zhang Shuangquan naturally couldn't give in in front of a woman.
Ning Feiyang checked and found that Zhang Shuangquan's bones were cracked. If he continued, the consequences would be disastrous.
"Get out of the way and let me come." Ning Feiyang said.
"Haha, okay, since you have masochistic tendencies, I will help you!" Li Zizhao hit him with his fist again.
Ning Feiyang had no intention of avoiding it.
Song Tiantian and Chu Miaoke's hands were clasped together, very nervous.
Pan Ting also broke into a cold sweat.
Zhang Shuangquan knew the strength of the opponent's fist and secretly shouted that something was wrong.
A smile appeared at the corner of Liu Xing's mouth, and he said arrogantly: "If you are so arrogant, you will be nothing in front of a real master!"
Bang!
Just when Li Zizhao's fist was about to hit, Ning Feiyang punched at extremely fast speed.
The two fists collided violently, making a clicking sound.
"Okay, great." Liu Xing applauded.
"Feiyang." Song Tiantian and the others ran over.
"I'm fine." Ning Feiyang said calmly.
"How can it be okay? Your hands are bleeding. Let me wipe them for you." Song Tiantian quickly wiped them with a tissue.
After wiping and wiping, the blood was gone, but no wounds were seen!
"Where's the wound?"
"There is no wound, where did the blood come from?"
They were all stunned.
"In his hand." Ning Feiyang replied calmly.
Everyone looked around and saw that Li Zizhao was sweating profusely and the blood was flowing down his face.
"Ah?" Liu Xing was dumbfounded and ran over quickly, "Li Zizhao, how could this happen? Are you okay?"
"It's not a big problem." Ning Feiyang said calmly, "I broke a few bones and I won't be able to use force for a year." (To be continued)