"The devil?"

Xia Feng wasn't sure if the devil in Western terms was a demon, a ghost, or something else.

But in his mind, the devil most likely represents evil.

It's just a name for the evil West.

After all, like the most popular in the West, like vampires, werewolves or something, these are just a kind of demons in the final analysis.

In the two pamphlets he bought from the Heavenly Master Guild, there was a clear classification of evil.

There are only four types of evil.

Namely, demons, demons, ghosts, and monsters.

It's what people often call demons and monsters.

This should be true for both the East and the West.

Because the Heavenly Master Guild is not only in China, but all countries in the world have their own organizations that specialize in dealing with evil spirits.

The things they do are pretty much the same, subduing demons and eliminating ghosts, but the names are different.

For example, in China, it is called the Celestial Master Guild, and other countries in Asia, such as Thailand, Myanmar, Japan, etc., are either called shrines, or called psychic groups, or wizard alliances, and so on.

He would have known about these things, but when he had tea with President Yokohama, the chairman was interested in it and told him something.

Saying that internationally, there is also a huge organization called the Exorcist United Nations.

This organization is dedicated to supervising exorcists in various countries, as well as the so-called control.

After all, supernatural power is a power that very few people can master, and the power is very powerful, if there is a country that is not honest, makes some undead legion, and the demons and monsters invade, then the so-called era of thermal weapons will be destroyed.

Because like ghosts, monsters, and some special monsters, monsters, they are simply a kind of spirit, and physical attacks can't hurt them.

You just dropped 10,000 atomic bombs, blew up the earth with thousands of holes, shattered mountains and rivers, and they should exist and still exist.

Therefore, this kind of organization that supervises and controls the forces of exorcists in various countries has the necessity and significance of existence.

Of course, a big international organization like this, no matter how good it is, it has nothing to do with him Xia Feng.

Unless one day, his underworld is filled with countless demons and monsters, then he may also make a great demon king invade.

Not to mention whether he has the idea of dominating the world, that is, when his underworld is full of evils, he doesn't know how to make the Year of the Monkey, and besides, he hasn't even completed the main plot of the system yet, and it is undoubtedly very unrealistic to think about developing the underworld.

Tina seems to always eat Western food, so she is very proficient in the use of chopsticks, but like a Chinese daughter-in-law, she holds a piece of Cantonese sausage cut into slices on the plate and elegantly puts it in her mouth.

After chewing and swallowing, he said slowly:

"Yes, but I don't know exactly what happened.

We were working on a film recently, but because of his condition, the completion time was postponed a bit.

I called him yesterday and asked him if he was better, and he told me that he was being targeted by the devil and that there was a devil who wanted to kill him.

He was so helpless and frightened that he didn't even dare to go out of his house.

I was puzzled and asked him if he wanted to see a psychiatrist, because I knew a professor in this area and thought I could help him get in touch if he needed it.

But he rejected me outright. ”

"So you want me to accompany you to see him?"

Xia Feng felt that the food in this restaurant was very unpalatable, so after eating a few bites, he couldn't hold the chopsticks anymore, and just drank two sips of sour plum soup.

Tina wiped her mouth with a tissue on the table, and then looked at Xia Feng uncertainly, with a pair of blue eyes, and blinked twice very charmingly:

"If Mr. Xia has time, I hope you can go over and have a look.

Because he's both a friend of mine and a high-end talent in special effects production, if you can build trust in this and you help him, I'm pretty sure he'll help you when you need it.

Dean is a man who understands Entu. ”

"Then let's go see him, it won't delay me much anyway."

Xia Feng didn't care about this matter, anyway, the provincial guild gave him a month to deal with private matters.

As for the Yokohama branch, even if there is an incident, he can now selectively accept or refuse.

If it's really something evil that comes out of it, he will also have experience points to gain after solving it.

Not to mention the added benefits of getting to know the professionals and building close relationships.

In short, there are only benefits and no disadvantages in agreeing to help.

Fifteen minutes later, Xia Feng followed Tina to the outside of a villa with a whitewashed roof.

The owner of this villa is called Dean, a black man from the slums of New York.

is a model of self-taught, relying on unremitting efforts and talent, he has become a very famous god in the field of special effects.

He has participated in some of Hollywood's biggest productions.

In fact, Xia Feng can also be a little worse, that is, watching this Dean being killed by the evil spirit, so that he can search for Dean's ghost and then learn his ability in this area.

But obviously, he doesn't need to be proficient in everything, after all, he doesn't have three heads and six arms, and he doesn't have the heart to do it himself.

So it's okay to know a great god who understands, help him keep an eye on it, and guide him.

And screenwriters and directors belong to the category of his side plots, after all, the director is the chief conductor of a movie, and the screenwriter is the core of the movie.

In China, the status of screenwriters is not high, and only a few well-known screenwriters have the absolute right to speak.

In Hollywood, or some countries with a more developed entertainment industry, the status of screenwriters is not only above the director, but also on an equal footing with the director.

Like some actors who feel that they have some qualifications, it is absolutely forbidden to be a drama bully, change the script, add a play, or something.

Because he wants to shoot his story, he needs to have absolute control over the script, rather than just coordinating and making the effect of the movie so simple.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have to master the ability of screenwriting.

The two men stood outside the villa, and Tina took out her phone and called Dean.

But Dean didn't answer.

Tina thinks Dean should be at home, so she gives up on calling and starts ringing the doorbell.

I kept pressing it for a long time, and just as Xia Feng was thinking about whether to break into the door directly, a black man who looked a little thin and had slightly bulging eyes suddenly opened the door a little crack, revealing a pair of somewhat godless eyes.

"Dean, why didn't you answer my phone, I thought you weren't home anymore."

"It turned out to be Tina, I thought it was the devil outside, thank God, it was my friend."

Dean muttered a little bit of a broken thought before opening the door reassuringly and motioning for Tina to come in.

At this time, Tina said to Dean:

"I've brought a friend with me, and I hope it can help you."