Chapter 139: Suburb No. 44 (40)

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Mu Bei snorted coldly, and he didn't want to admit that he was crooked.

"Cut!"

Fu Anyi spoke disdainfully, sitting on the bed with his feet crossed.

More than half an hour later.

The crew is all ready to go to Suburb 44.

Director Hu found that the assistant director did not appear, frowned slightly, and asked the field staff to find the assistant director.

The field manager came to the outside of the assistant director's room, knocked on the door very lightly at first, and then banged on the door vigorously and shouted the assistant director's name.

The voice sounded like this, and the door of the assistant director's room still didn't move.

"Director Hu, no one answered the door."

The field affairs looked at Director Hu and frowned helplessly.

The assistant director should not be in the room, otherwise, there is no reason why the people inside can't hear such a sound.

If you are inside, you may not have answered the door for so long, and there may be some accident.

"Call him."

Director Hu's tone began to be a little impatient, and his brows furrowed deeply.

When I was filming before, I had never encountered these things, how could I make a ghost movie, I felt that there were a lot of things.

The most important thing is that Li Shao is here, so that Li Shao is waiting for an assistant director, he can't say anything.

"Yes."

The field manager began to take out his mobile phone and call the assistant director.

"The assistant director isn't in the room."

Wen Yaxin whispered to Mu Bei, she wanted to be in the room, and she didn't come out early, who would let Li Shao and the others.

"Yes."

Mu Bei nodded in agreement, staring straight at the field affairs.

I don't know why, she felt a little uneasy in her heart, as if something was going to happen.

Fu Anyi followed Mu Bei's side, his nose wrinkled, and he sniffed vigorously a few times.

He smelled something strange, only to quickly disappear again.

Fu Anyi frowned, his eyes glanced around, and he didn't find anything unusual.

Zhao Xiaoying, who lowered her head slightly as if she was playing with her mobile phone, raised her head after Fu Anyi's eyes left, her eyes were a little different.

The corners of her mouth curled slightly, and she was almost discovered by the imp.

"Director Hu, no one answered."

The field staff didn't know what to do with their mobile phones, no one answered when they knocked on the door, and no one answered the call.

If the assistant director wants to leave, he will at least let him know.

The frightened gaze of the field attendant fell on Li Shao's body, and when he saw his cold eyes, he was so frightened that he withdrew his gaze.

"The assistant director can't have an accident, right?"

I don't know who in the crew said that out loud, and everyone immediately began to gossip.

"Go and call the innkeeper to open the door."

Director Hu looked at the field affairs, and a trace of worry appeared between his eyebrows.

No matter who has an accident, the drama will delay the filming schedule.

The field manager immediately called the owner of the hotel and prepared to go into the room to have a look.

Soon, a chubby woman appeared, the hostess of the hotel.

She walked outside the door of the hotel with the key and spoke in her mouth.

"If it's locked inside, this door will have to be pried open."

Luckily, the door was unlocked and the hostess quickly opened it.

As soon as she opened the door, she scanned the large bed in the room, and was so frightened that a large bunch of keys fell to the ground.

"Ah......h

The chubby proprietress screamed, stepped back in horror, and staggered to the ground.

She stared at her eyes full of fear, and sat on the ground trembling uncontrollably.

"Dead and dead...... Dead man...... Dead person...... ......"

As soon as the proprietress finished speaking, the field affairs who looked into the room were also frightened and retreated, and screamed, the degree of fear would not be less than that of the proprietress .

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