During this time, Jiang Wei and his brothers also rushed through a lot of fields.

There are professional theaters and impromptu stages, some of which are performed with concentration and cheering, while others are a mess below that almost no one takes seriously.

But no matter what kind of occasion it is, Jiang Wei took his brothers to perform conscientiously, and he didn't need too much entertainment after the performance, he got paid and left directly.

Even if there is any neglect, they don't care.

Jiang Wei is a person who has endured hardships, can endure it, and doesn't care about many things.

However, even Jiang Wei, who has such a good temper, is a little unhappy today.

As soon as they arrived at the scene, the organizers wanted them to change the music to a Korean music.

"I'm sorry, but our sword dance can only be combined with the "Champion Overture", which has been stated in the original agreement and cannot be changed temporarily. ”

Someone from the organizer said something in Korean mixed with Chinese, Jiang Wei couldn't understand it, but he also knew that it was not a good thing.

He held back his anger and said, "I'm sorry, do you want to perform? The time we agreed to perform has arrived, and we have to hurry back!"

Next to him, a Chinese young man came over and said embarrassedly: "Brothers, wait a minute, there are a few executives from our company headquarters, they want to make a speech, wait a minute, rest for a while......"

Next to him, one of Jiang Wei's brothers pouted: "Hmph, a group of sticks, still pretending to be forced here, do you still think it's a few decades ago?

When the Chinese boy heard this, he couldn't help but cover his mouth and snicker.

Jiang Wei turned his head and glared at the security guard, who shut up and retreated behind Jiang Wei, before Jiang Wei asked the Chinese young man, "What did he say about your person in charge just now?"

He said......" The young man glanced at Jiang Wei and said with a little hesitation, "He said...... Xiaobai's song is not good, so he has to change the song. ”

"This bastard......" The security guard who had just shrunk behind Jiang Wei suddenly became angry, "Brother Jiang, let's go!

"I actually said that our Xiaobai's songs are not good!"

"Damn, a bunch of sticks don't understand music!"

"Our little white's music seconds their whole family!"

"No, seconds they are all over the country!"

The Chinese young man hurriedly reassured: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, this thing is actually normal, now the relationship is so tense, the antagonism is also very big, we look down on them, they don't like us, but it's just just the right meal, bear with it, don't get along with the money, earn their wages, and develop our economy, how good." Anyway, sooner or later, they will recognize the reality, and when the time comes, they will know that the market is ours, the money is ours, and the American father is unreliable, and only by kneeling and licking the Chinese father can there be a way out......"

Hearing what the young man said, the security guards behind him burst out laughing.

Several of them were young people, and they chatted in the back, which was quite speculative.

After a while, they were told to get ready, and several people stood up and took positions on either side of the stage.

At this time, the performance venue they were in was in the hall of this Korean company.

After a few people were ready, another Korean stood up on the stage, and muttered, Jiang Wei and the six of them wore armor and hung long knives on their waists in two rows, standing on both sides of the stage, and after waiting for about ten minutes, the young security guard next to Jiang Wei became unhappy again: "Damn, what is this for? Let Lao Tzu stand guard for the Koreans?"

Jiang Wei glared at him again and told him not to talk nonsense, but in his heart, he was actually very unhappy.

Damn, I always feel that I have taken over a job for a show, how can I take advantage of it?

What the hell are these Korean sticks going to do?

Thinking that he was now standing guard for the Korean stick, Jiang Wei was angry.

Damn, Lao Tzu followed the champion Lord Hou to fight on the battlefield, and the severed head was not thirty but twenty, let Lao Tzu stand guard for you?

Believe it or not, Lao Tzu slashed you with a knife!

I held back my anger and waited for another five or six minutes, and finally the show began.

During the performance, the atmosphere off the stage was not very warm, and Jiang Wei didn't care about how he performed off the stage.

After meticulously dancing the knife dance, the knife was put away and the sheath was returned, and he turned around and stepped off the stage.

I don't want to spend a second on stage for an extra minute.

On the side of the stage, just about to take off the armor on his body, he saw the Korean who had just mixed Chinese with Korean and said that Gu Xiaobai's music was not good, and walked on the stage again.

"As we all know, the Chinese sword dance is learned from our Korean sword dance, and we Korean boys are invited to perform our Korean sword ......."

As he spoke, he turned his head proudly and looked in the direction Jiang Wei and the others had left.

His head had just been deflected two millimeters, and before he could turn his gaze, he heard an exclamation.

"Ah——!!!!h

said that it was too late and that was fast, and with a "brush" sound, a cold light came directly from the side.

Before he could react, the cold light was already close to the tip of his nose, flying through.

He turned his face sluggishly and slowly, and saw a long knife that was bright and inserted into the speaker opposite, sparks bursting everywhere.

Jiang Wei's face was pale, standing on the side of the stage.

His armor was half-disarmed, heavy armor, but it did not hinder his movement in the slightest.

He just threw out the long knife in his hand, and his right hand was raised again, and the long knife in the hand of the young security guard next to him was pulled out by him and held in his hand.

Holding a long knife, Jiang Wei walked towards the Korean man standing on the stage step by step.

"What did you just say?"

"Say it again?"

"Who did you learn Lao Tzu's knife dance from?"

He endured it, endured it again, but now he finally couldn't bear it.

Damn, Lao Tzu's knife dance was killed more than 2,000 years ago!

At this moment, the Korean man is actually stunned.

He stared blankly at the long knife that flew past and was inserted into the speaker, only to feel that his head was buzzing, and his whole body was wooden.

The tip of his nose seemed to feel the coolness of the long knife.

As long as he was one centimeter short, he would probably be dead by now!

Hearing another exclamation from the audience, he turned around and saw Jiang Wei holding a long knife and walking over murderously.

At that moment, he had a delusion.

The man in front of him, where is a knife dance actor? is clearly an iron-blooded general who kills people without blinking!

He's really going to kill him!

"Don't ...... Don't kill me...... Don't ......"

Where did the man have the triumphant just now, at this time he only felt that his bottom was hot.

Already urinary incontinence.

"Brother Jiang!"

"Don't be impulsive!"

At this moment, the other people around Jiang Wei reacted and hurriedly grabbed him.

"Big brother, don't be impulsive, it's not worth it!" The young man just now also quickly stopped him, "Quick, you guys go quickly......"