Coming out of Qinglu, the bird slave went to the underground garage of the nearby commercial building to drive a restrained and atmospheric Phaeton, calling Zhou Chong to get into the car.

"Where to go? Three masters. The finchman asked respectfully.

"I don't know, you can drive where it's fun." Zhou Chong leaned back in the seat, looked at the luxurious interior of the car, and said, "How much did you buy this Passat?" How does it feel more luxurious than the Audi I've ever sat in. ”

Zhou Chong was so ignorant, but the bird slave didn't dare to laugh, let alone have the slightest disdain, but replied respectfully: "It was given to the big master by a car seller." How much money, the finch slave doesn't know, the finch slave only knows that the sense of control is good. ”

"Oh." Zhou Chong nodded, Zhou Chong really couldn't find any topic to talk to him about the finch slave who was a few years older than him but looked like a slave. He said casually: "In the future, you can call me Zhou Chong, the master is the master before and after, it's weird and harsh." ”

Zhou Chong said casually, but the finch slave was frightened, if he wasn't driving, his posture seemed to kneel in front of Zhou Chong and kowtow: "Third master, don't be like this." I am a lowly person, how can I call you by your name, you are the master, you are humble and orderly, and the finch slave must not shout casually. ”

Looking at the sincere and frightened appearance of the bird slave, where did Zhou Chong dare to continue to say anything, what if this kid had a car accident. can't flip the servility of the bird slave, and Zhou Chong simply doesn't care about him, anyway, it's not himself. However, he admired the crazy old man in his heart, who was able to transform a modern person into a coated slave of the old society.

The car of the bird slave drove smoothly and steadily, Zhou Chong couldn't feel the bumps of the car at all, only knew that the scenery on both sides moved back at a steady speed, at this time, Zhou Chong asked again: "Where are you going to take me to play?" ”

"Today, I will take the three masters to the Republic of China Film and Television City to have a look, there are many crews filming there, and the scenery is also excellent." The finchman said like a salesman.

"Okay," Zhou Chong nodded, and said nothing more. In the heart of the bird slave, the two are respectful and orderly, and the difference in position is too far, so what Zhou Chong asks, he answers cleanly, without mixing personal feelings. What's the fun of chatting like this?

Fortunately, it was not long to drive, and I came to the outside of a film and television city in about 20 minutes. After parking the car, the bird slave hurriedly went to buy two tickets, and then followed Zhou Chong's ass into the film and television city like a follower.

This film and television city is just like what the bird slave said, all of them are buildings in the Republic of China, and there are two railroad tracks in the middle of the road. If it weren't for the fact that most of the tourists were dressed in modern attire, Zhou Chong would definitely think that he had traveled back to Shanghai Tang during the Republic of China, because it was so much like a scene from a TV series. But also, many TV series are filmed here, can it not be like that?

Zhou Chong walked back and forth for two or three streets, although he didn't have too much joy, but it was also worth the trip. At least the kind of images he had seen in the building before could finally be seen in person.

Just when Zhou Chong was about to leave the film and television city to let the bird slave take him to the next place to play, suddenly a short and fat middle-aged man with glasses came over, this person had just followed Zhou Chong over there for a while, and Zhou Chong was almost about to beat him, thinking that he was the kind of unscrupulous hooligan ruffian last night. Now that he came over, Zhou Chong immediately raised his vigilance. After all, Zhonghai is a big place, unlike Huashan Town, where the most awesome bastard boss has a pistol, and Zhonghai seems to be able to get a gun as long as it is an underworld, which makes him have to be vigilant, although this person seems to be unable to withstand a punch from himself.

The man approached, immediately took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Zhou Chong, introducing himself: "Sir, I am the assistant director of the spy war film "After Dawn", I have a role here that is very suitable for your temperament, would you like to audition with me?" ”

"I don't want to." Zhou Chong's answer was very categorical, he didn't want to be an actor.

Zhou Chong's unthinking refusal surprised the director very much, in his opinion, there is no young person nowadays who does not want to enter the entertainment industry to gain fame and fortune, how can any young person refuse to be a shining star. He hesitated for a while and continued: "This character is not a trick, he is the No. 3 actor, the key figure who affects the plot, and he has a lot of roles. And this TV series has been sold, and it will be on the stars in the second half of the year. Are you sure you don't want to give it a try? ”

No matter how tempting the director said, Zhou Chong was unmoved and replied firmly: "Yes, I'm sure." ”

Zhou Chong is so oily and salty, and he doesn't give himself face, the assistant director can't help but be a little annoyed. Usually actors line up to ask for unspoken rules to use this to play him, but now he took the initiative to put down his posture to invite Zhou Chong to audition, but he was shot so mercilessly, a huge contrast, how could he not be angry.

"Shame on the face, shit, something!"

The assistant director scolded and turned around and left, he just turned around, and before he could take a step, the finch slave who had been standing behind Zhou Chong walked in front of him as fast as lightning to block the way. The speed was so fast that Zhou Chong couldn't find out how he passed, which made Zhou Chong a little surprised: This guy who keeps saying that he is a slave or a practitioner?

"Third master, what should I do with this person?" The bird slave said to Zhou Chong with a humble face.

"Smack two mouths and let him know what it means to be a mouthful." Zhou Chong said lightly.

As soon as he finished saying this, he snapped!

Two loud slaps had already reached his ears, and before the assistant director could figure out what was going on, he found that five or six broken teeth had burst out of his mouth, and the blood could not be stopped. It was about ten seconds after seeing the broken teeth and blood that his head received a sharp pain, and he couldn't help but scream miserably.

"Do you want to fight? Three masters. The finch asked humbly.

"You ask the assistant director if he knows it's wrong? If he knew that he was wrong, he would not fight, and if he did not know that he was wrong, he would continue to beat until he admitted his mistake. Zhou Chong replied calmly: "It's not right to scold." ”

Zhou Chong is not afraid of making things bigger at all, he has been scolded in a good manner, how can he do it if he doesn't come back with a lesson? Otherwise, how would he know that he was awe-inspiring?

"Do you know what's wrong?" The finch slave asked very seriously.

"Know your mother!" The assistant director was slapped twice, very annoyed, how could he continue to bow his head.

Smack!

The finch slave shook his hand and slapped him twice, and the assistant director who beat him was in tears, he didn't expect that the person in front of him would be like a fool, and he would beat him when he said it, without any mercy from his subordinates.

"Do you know what's wrong?" The finchman asked again, his expression still as serious as before.

"Know your mother'......"

Before he finished speaking, the finch slave slapped out two more times, sharp and fierce, without the slightest mercy on his subordinates, he didn't care whether the person in front of him was beaten or not, and his mouth was full of blood, he only knew that the things ordered by the three masters must be done.

"Do you know what's wrong?" The bird slave asked as seriously as a repeater replay.

"I know it's wrong." This time, the assistant director learned to be obedient, and he knew that he had absolutely no way out with the fool in front of him, so he could only give in.

"It's not right to swear." The bird slave taught the assistant director a lesson, then walked behind Zhou Chong and replied respectfully: "Third master, he already knows that he is wrong." ”

At this moment, Zhou Chong felt that the slave was cool, and it was really cool, not deliberately pretending to be cool. He said that he would fight, he only had the master in his eyes, he acted simply and simply, and he was humble and obedient, and it was indeed a very face-saving thing to have such a follower. He couldn't help but admire Zhang Yizhen a little, he was able to create such an obedient minion.

"Let's go to the Bund." Zhou Chong turned around and ignored the assistant director who was running wild with bloody hair.

As he spoke, he walked outside, and as soon as he reached the door, the assistant director with a mouth full of blood actually came with a group of martial artists. As soon as he came, he shouted loudly with a leaky mouth: "It's the two of them, kill them!" ”

As soon as they rushed up, Zhou Chong did not dodge, but stopped, and was about to fight, when the bird slave naturally blocked in front of Zhou Chong and said, "Three masters, I will solve them." ”

The finch slave said that he wanted to solve them, and Zhou Chong was not strong, he believed in the finch slave's ability. Just because of the speed and force angle of the assistant director's slap, Zhou Chong could tell that the bird slave was a practitioner, and his kung fu was very good!

Sure enough, when Wu Xing rushed up, the finch slave rushed out like a tiger out of the gate. The fists and feet are wide open and closed, and the strength is extremely powerful. Almost one punch, Zhou Chong looked at it and was secretly frightened. Although Zhou Chong felt that his strength was amazing, he had to admit that he was not as strong as him. After a while, all the martial artists were knocked to the ground by the finch slaves, humming and chirping, their feet hurt, and they didn't have the strength to turn over and fight again.

The martial arts brothers he brought were solved and knocked to the ground in an instant, and the assistant director who was beaten with blood on his face couldn't help but be a little afraid, and at this moment the finch slave in his eyes was no different from the demon. How can there be a normal human being, and in less than two minutes with his bare hands, he can put down the martial arts brothers who eat with kung fu.

When the assistant director was trembling and frightened, the bird slave walked up to him and brought him to Zhou Chong's side like a chicken, and asked respectfully: "Three masters, how to deal with it?" ”

"Strip naked and throw it on the street, so that everyone can see what happens if you don't change your ways."

After getting Zhou Chong's order, the bird slave immediately took action, no matter how the assistant director begged for mercy and how to please, he was unmoved and firmly completed the task entrusted by the master. Under the brute force of the finch slave, the assistant director was stripped naked without holding out for three minutes, and even the small and delicate chicken-chicken was exposed to the air.

Originally, when there was a fight, there were many tourists watching from afar. Now that the fight is over, and some people have been stripped of their clothes, tourists immediately come over to take pictures and let out all kinds of laughter.

When the assistant director heard this, he collapsed directly, crying, and then ran away like the wind while covering his crotch. He felt that his dignity had been thrown on the ground and trampled on violently, which was the greatest shame he had ever suffered in his life.

Regarding the collapse of the assistant director, Zhou Chong just shrugged his shoulders and muttered disappreciatively: Don't scold people if your psychology is not good? I still want to ask people to use violence to retaliate, hmph, don't you know that those who insult people will be humiliated?

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Today is still at least five more, red ticket collection, thank you!