The bald head, who was frightened by the death threat, saw that Yang Zijun knew Jiang Zhenya's name, and immediately said with an incoherent smile as if he had seen the hope of life: "Yes, my uncle is the existence of covering the sky in the entertainment industry, as long as he is a person who eats in the entertainment industry, he must worship my uncle's dock!"

My uncle's family is big, his entertainment companies are countless, and his wealth is unimaginable, as long as you let me go, I will definitely ask my uncle to give you a huge amount of money, you can do as much as you want, just please let me go. ”

Yang Zijun's eyes rolled, and he smiled indifferently: "Jiang Zhenya is powerful, but you are not his son, why is he so good to you? If you let you go, he will give me a huge sum of money, are you dreaming?"

The bald head endured the pain, and in order to keep himself alive, he said desperately: "Uncle Yang, it's not me who stinks, although I am my uncle's nephew, but I am now more important than his son in my uncle's eyes." ”

"Oh?" Yang Zijun suddenly became a little interested, wanting to hear what kind of story this bald head would tell.

"Really, I didn't lie to you!" The bald head was afraid that Yang Zijun would not believe his words, so he said with tears in his eyes, "Originally, my relationship with my uncle was not very good, after all, people are rich, how can there be a poor relative like me in their eyes."

But just some time ago, there was an accident, which not many people know about, but I can tell you.

My cousin, Jiang Zhenya's only son, was killed.

My uncle is already in his sixties, and he only has this one son under his knees, and the death of his son is a very big blow to him, because it is equivalent to cutting off the incense.

But after my cousin died, he was of great help to me.

Because my uncle lost his son and there was no reliable person around, he called me to his side for his old age, and usually ran errands for him to do some confidential things.

Over time, my uncle treated me like his own son, and asked me to do many unsightly things.

So you have to trust me, as long as you spare my dog's life, my uncle will definitely give you a lot of money. ”

"Confidential? Your story is getting more and more interesting, but I'm still hard to be sure of the truth. Yang Zijun wanted to continue to put on this bald head, "In this way, you can give an example, tell me a few confidential incidents, and let me analyze whether your words are true or false." ”

"Uh......" The bald head was speechless for a while, because he was so frightened just now that he unconsciously said everything, even his uncle's secret.

At this time, seeing that Yang Zijun might let himself go, he somewhat regained some of his senses, thinking that if I told my uncle's secrets, would I get into trouble?

He hesitated for a long time, but never spoke.

Yang Zijun's eyes narrowed: "I guess you're talking nonsense, but fortunately I didn't believe it!"

After speaking, Yang Zijun stretched out his hands and pretended to kill this bald head.

The bald head was immediately frightened, his hands were in front of him, and he cried with tears and snot: "I said I said, Uncle Yang, don't kill me, I'll say this."

In fact, I haven't been with my uncle for too long, and I haven't carried out many confidential tasks, and now I'm scared by you, and I've almost forgotten about it.

But there is one thing I remember very clearly, about ten days ago, my uncle suddenly called me secretly to his office, gave me a huge amount of money, and asked me to quietly invite some directors and stars to make a few movies in the fastest time.

And he also repeatedly warned me that the preparation of these movies must not let the outside world know, if the news leaks, he will take my life. ”

Yang Zijun was shocked, sure enough, as I thought, Jiang Zhenya, this old fox is too powerful, he actually used this trick, fortunately, I took precautions in advance, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Is this a confidential matter?" Yang Zijun deliberately pretended not to understand the meaning.

"Really, this is really the most confidential thing I did for my uncle, and at that time, my uncle repeatedly warned me that he didn't want me to make a good movie, and even directly copied the previous classics, but it must be completed in the fastest time.

Each film was shot and edited to post-production, and we were only given ten days.

What I said is true, I don't believe that I took you to see the master tapes of those movies, they are still in my possession. ”

"Okay, since what you said is so specific, then I will reluctantly believe you!" Yang Zijun said coldly.

Seeing that Yang Zijun would not want his own life, the bald head thanked him happily: "Thank you, Uncle Yang......"

Before the words fell, I only heard a click, and the other foot of the bald head was also trampled off by Yang Zijun.

"Oops...... Uncle Yang, didn't you say you believed me, why did you kick and break my leg?"

"I believe in you, so I didn't want your life, but I have to break these two legs for you, otherwise you won't have a long memory!"

Yang Zijun raised the corners of his mouth and looked at the bald head like a pig and a dog.

"Remember, Lao Tzu is a character you can never mess with, try to walk around when you see me in the future, don't let me see you, otherwise if you see it once, I will break your leg once!"

The bald head was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak anymore, he covered his mouth and endured the pain, and kowtowed profusely with sweat.

"Do you know me now?" asked Yang Zijun.

The bald head nodded silently, tears raining down.

Yang Zijun sneered, turned around and walked to the car of the beauty agency, and then looked back at the tragic scene at the scene.

The thugs were beaten by themselves, and some of them even fainted on the spot, and each of them suffered serious internal injuries, and some of them may be disabled for the rest of their lives.

Yang Zijun did not have a trace of pity and regret in his heart, because beating these scum into cripples is tantamount to removing the scum for the society.

Yang Zijun opened the car door, sat in the car, glanced at the overly frightened beauty intermediary, and asked gently, "Little sister, can you still drive?"

The beautiful agent was so frightened that she couldn't even speak at this time, her whole body trembled, and she burst into tears, and her pitiful appearance was very cute.

"Are you afraid of me or those people?" Yang Zijun certainly understood what the beauty agency was thinking at this time.

Yang ...... Big brother, don't kill me, I'll promise you whatever you want!" The beauty agent said tremblingly after barely holding back her crying.

"Haha, what nonsense are you talking about? Although we only met today, I have always regarded you as a friend, why would I kill you?" Yang Zijun asked with a curious expression.