Almost all of the guest houses in this kind of location shooting base are made of three-wood walls, and a layer of cement wall ash is pasted to complete the work, anyway, it is for drama workers, field workers, and extras, and directors and stars naturally have their big hotels to live in, so the sound insulation effect is very poor. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Liu Chen pushed the door and walked out, intending to take a look.

The closer I got to the noise, the more obvious it became, and the cries, pleadings, and insults mixed with all kinds of coaxing and persuasion movements became a pot of porridge.

Liu Chen listened attentively, and the more he listened, the more he felt that something was wrong, how could it be Meng Xiao's voice? Looking up at the corridor not far away, there was a big circle of people chirping at the other end, watching the lively people, not knowing what he was talking about, and looked at the room opposite the crowd, it seemed to be the room where Da Cake and Meng Xiao lived!

He hurriedly walked a few steps to the crowd and broke up from the crowd and got in.

The door of the flatbread room was wide open, several folding stools fell to the ground one by one, and the bedding and pillows on the two beds were all thrown to the ground, a mess.

The big cake was holding a belt in his hand and blocked the door with a fierce face, his mouth was still chattering, and he didn't know what dialect to swear, Meng Xiao shrank behind a small bed with tears on his face, holding a big travel bag tightly in his hand to protect his chest, his hair was scattered, and he stared at the big cake in fear and nervousness.

Behind the big cake stood four groups of field workers and drama workers who followed him all day long, patting his ass, and pulling the big cake with a hippie smile as if to persuade him.

The big cake shook off the two people who were pulling him behind him, his eyes glared at him, and he turned back and shouted domineeringly: "Don't pull me! I tell you that no one should persuade me today, whoever persuades me, I will be in a hurry!"

It's really manly! Liu Chen snorted disdainfully when he saw it.

The big cake said and straightened his little man who was less than 1.7 meters and tried hard to show a little muscle on the fat on his chest, but there was too much fat, shaking like a woman's ***, and the protruding belly was also trembling, and the expression on his face was very horizontal, trying to show how domineering he was.

At this time, the more people persuaded him, the more he proudly pointed at Meng Xiao and shouted: "Cheap-goods, you crawl over for me! Grass you fuck! Lao Tzu provides you with food for you to wear, take you to the crew to see the world, work hard to arrange roles for you, your mother is more than stealing Lao Tzu's money and wants to run!"

Saying that, the flatbread pretended to jump on the bed, the belt waved very majesticly, and pulled towards Meng Xiao's head and face, like a general galloping on the battlefield.

Meng Xiao screamed in fright, grabbed the travel bag, and ran around the bed towards the crowd.

The four drama agents under the big cake seemed to stop at the door intentionally or unintentionally blocking the way, Meng Xiao hit a big man's chest head-on and was blocked back and fell to the ground.

The people watching the excitement outside the door burst into laughter and made a fuss. Seeing that Meng Xiao had no way to retreat and curled up on the ground, he laughed cruelly and shook the belt in the air and made a crisp sound, full of style, and scolded: "Stink--you run! I'll let you run! Let you steal money! I'll let you steal money, I'll let you steal money!"

Meng Xiao couldn't dodge it, and she was hit twice, and the third time she snapped and was pumping on the back of the hand holding the bag, so painful that she screamed, her expression was very sad, and she shouted with a crying voice: "I didn't steal money! I didn't steal money!"

"You didn't steal?" Flatbread snorted and sneered, with a victorious posture of taking advantage, took two steps back to the crowd, took out a few hundred-dollar bills from his trouser pockets and said loudly to the crowd: "Look, everyone see! Am I wronged by beating her? If it weren't for me, if it weren't for me and my brother-in-law, would she have been able to come to the crew to see such a big world in this life? I don't treat her well! Tell me, stinky steals my money!"

Flatbread said with a ruthless face, stomped his foot, raised the belt, and pulled his head down again!

Meng Xiao hugged his head in despair, shrunk and waited for another violent beating to come to him.

The belt didn't fall off for a long time......

She timidly raised her head and quietly glanced at it, only to see a strong and tall figure like a rock blocking between the flatbread and her, a big slender hand with thick knuckles and slender fingers tightly grasped the fat hand holding the belt of the flatbread, standing in front of the flatbread like a mighty lion overlooking a dirt dog.

The cake was grabbed by Liu Chen's big iron hoop, and his arrogance was reduced by half, and he struggled to break free from Liu Chen's palm, but after shaking it a few times, the hand seemed to be welded and couldn't move.

It was really useless to earn a few beats of the flatbread, and for no reason, he couldn't help but widen his eyes and roared like a pig: "Liu Chen, you guy, let go! What kind of green onion are you?

Liu Chen glanced at the flatbread that was struggling like a fat mouse with disdain, and with a wave of his hand, the flatbread leaned back violently, and took a big step back. His four followers hurriedly grabbed up and helped him, glaring at Liu Chen angrily.

Da Cake looked at Liu Chen like a tiger with an angry head, standing there with two iron fists in his hands, and felt a little worried in his heart. Looking back at his own group of people, he added that there were five of them, and all of them were big men with broad shoulders and round waists and strong muscles.

Suddenly, he turned his head and squinted his eyes at Liu Chen, sneered and said in a provocative tone: "Yo ho, what did you say?

Liu Chen smiled faintly, and said slowly without annoyance: "Xiaoxiao She didn't steal your money." I lent her the 500 yuan in the morning to buy her a train ticket back to her hometown. Anyway, you got along with each other, so give me a face and let her go!"

"Hahaha......" As if he had heard some particularly funny joke, he laughed wildly and pointed at Liu Chen: "Give you face? Do you have such a big face? What are you? Silly B!"

The laughter of the flatbread was still stuck in his throat and not all of it was released, but he felt that a figure flickered in front of him, and Liu Chen was in front of him.

Liu Chen rushed to the cake and raised his hand to punch him in the nose, and then punched him in the eyes, using just the right force, after a scream like killing a pig, the cake covered his eyes and was in a state of rage, and blood flowed down his nose.

That's not all, Liu Chen grabbed the flatbread from the ground, pumped it up in the face, and increased the force when he pumped, but the cheeks on both sides were swollen like a pig, and he really beat him so that he didn't know him, grass, I wanted to smoke you a long time ago.