(Ask for support!) Ask for a ticket! ）

In the face of dozens of people forcing the palace, Sarah's nervous face turned pale, for fear that she would accidentally cause a group accident, and she, a delicate little woman, could not afford it.

On the contrary, Li Yaoyang, who was surrounded by the storm in the center, did not change his face and heartbeat, his butt did not move, and he sat there with a big grin, holding his shoulders for a long time, with a posture of watching a play.

"You want to play a new show?" Li Yaoyang raised his eyebrows and asked.

"It's not just me, all of us are going to play, we're going to get started! To eat! ”

If it is more than ten years later, they still have unions to rely on, but now, all kinds of unions on Broadway have not yet been formed, even if they want to find a backer, they can't find a backer.

There was no way, they could only go into battle in person to ask for an explanation.

Yes, this is their legitimate legal interest, Li Yaoyang said he understands.

But he won't give in!

"Let's go! Dine! ”

"Let's go! Dine! ”

"Let's go! Dine! ”

…

Dozens of people shouted in unison, and the momentum was infiltrating, and even the actors in line outside heard it, looking at each other one by one, not knowing what was going on inside.

The behind-the-scenes staff who were sent outside to maintain order also saw helplessness in each other's eyes.

To be honest, the actors' demands can be understood, but they will not be in the same boat.

Because it's none of their business, after all, the new play also needs the cooperation of props, makeup, and lighting, so the work they should do and the money they should earn will not be less.

In that case, how can you make small moves with the actors?

If you accidentally smash your job, then you will lose your wife and lose your soldiers.

However, this does not prevent them from watching the play, a young Chinese boy, if he wants to gain a foothold on Broadway, he can't do it without showing some real skills.

The protest lasted for a few minutes, and Li Yaoyang watched and listened quietly, not in a hurry at all.

Sarah called him several times but didn't get a response, she didn't want to care about it anymore, but as a theater owner, she couldn't pat her ass and leave, which made her feel aggrieved.

In fact, Li Yaoyang's strategy is very simple, the more times like this, the more you can't do it, no matter how loud your voice is, it can't be more than dozens of people, so just stay honest, let them shout, shout hard, there will always be times when they are tired.

Sure enough, after a few minutes, the noise slowly decreased, and some people shouted that they were tired and wanted to be lazy.

Coincidentally, the others thought the same way, one by two, three, and gradually, the voices became quieter and quieter, and finally only Pete Hughes was left shouting at the top of his voice.

It was embarrassing, and by the time he realized it was too late, an awkward atmosphere had already formed.

Pete is very angry, Lao Tzu is about to shout and smoke, don't you know how to help me?

Li Yaoyang picked his ears, reached out and took out an 'iron lump' from his back waist and put it on the table.

'Bang', like a hammer smashed into everyone's hearts.

Except for Pete, the few people who were crowded at the front instinctively sprinted backwards, and brought them to a row of people behind them, and they fell to the ground one after another like dominoes, and the screams of pain filled the backstage.

But no one dared to scold, the M1911 on the table was exuding an icy aura.

The matte silver body with a dark brown handle is as delicate as a work of art under the yellow light overhead.

The muzzle of the point four or five caliber is like a black hole devouring life.

This is Ron's gun, Li Yaoyang looked good and took it to defend himself.

Pete Hughes actually wanted to move, too, but his damn feet felt like they were glued to the ground, and he couldn't move.

Isn't he afraid? Of course, being scared and swallowing saliva unconsciously is the best manifestation of mental activity.

"Come on, let's have a good talk~" Li Yaoyang made a listening gesture.

"You~ what are you going to do? This is a theater, do you still want to kill people? "Pete Hughes seemed to grab Li Yaoyang's handle, frantically 'shouting'.

But the more crazy he is, the more he proves that he is weak in his heart, and he can only hold on in this way.

"Don't do anything, this iron pimple is uncomfortable to put on your body, it's much more comfortable to take it out, don't pay attention to it, come on, let's continue to talk and say all your demands."

Sarah opened her mouth to persuade him to put away his gun, but she couldn't say anything, because the situation was visibly under control.

No wonder he was so calm in the face of dozens of people forcing the palace, he had already thought about what to do.

"I~We just want a fair chance, nothing else~" An old man behind Pete finally got up from the ground and said weakly.

"I know, I also respect your rights, so let's talk openly and honestly~"

Li Yaoyang seems to be very talkative, but the Browning on the table, who exudes a cold aura all the time, tells everyone to talk according to my rules, otherwise...

After waiting for a long time for no one to speak, Li Yaoyang finally stood up, picked up Browning and stood in front of Pete Hughes:

"Tell me, does your contract say that you must participate in every play?"

Li Yaoyang's voice sounded calm, but the more it was like this, the more frightened everyone became.

The devil knows what kind of murderous intent is hidden under the calm exterior of this guy who suddenly pulled out his gun.

I knew that this guy was not easy to mess with, so they wouldn't follow Pete to coax, and if they couldn't get on the play, they wouldn't be able to play it, which was better than losing their lives.

It seems that there are already a lot of people who are retreating, which is good.

Pete Hughes subconsciously shook his head and was about to speak, but Li Yaoyang held the muzzle of the gun to his head.

You never know which will come first, tomorrow or the unexpected.

Wow~

Before the people who had just gotten up could stand firmly, they were so frightened that they retreated a few meters, and the last few people had already returned to the corridor and wanted to slip away.

"lee~" Sarah couldn't help but exclaim.

"Since I didn't, I decided to use a new person, is there a problem?"

"No~No problem~"

The cold muzzle of the gun made unhindered contact with the skin, and the coolness spread throughout the body, making it difficult to swallow saliva.

It was winter, and beads of sweat the size of beans covered his forehead.

His eyes were full of panic, his body trembled involuntarily, and if there was a regret pill, he was willing to buy it with all his assets.

Li Yaoyang put the gun away:

"Looks like we've agreed?"

"Yes~Yes~Yes~I agreed~"

Without the threat of a gun, Pete collapsed to the ground as if he had been cramped, and his blood was so cold that it almost stopped flowing.

"Very well, then, is it time for the interviewing actors to come in?"

Li Yaoyang sat back in his chair and continued to flip through the paper documents as if nothing had happened.

'Hurum~' The actors crawled out of the backstage, they just wanted to stay away from this killing god.

Sarah hesitated, then sat back down next to him.

"Say whatever you want~"

"Uh~ It's nothing, you should have just scared them just now, right?"

"Hehe~ Who can say this kind of thing well? If the situation is not right, I will definitely save my life first~"

Li Yaoyang said it easily, but this answer made Sarah's heart sink, and a sense of alienation gradually formed between the two.