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Give me some Paris.

I have a lot of AK

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By the way, I receive a wave gift

More than a dozen local Indonesian men stood together, giggling as their families tore the clothes of this group of foreign photographers. At this time, there was a dynamic sound of music in the chicken field behind them.

The sound of music is familiar to them.

It was so familiar that they turned their heads away.

To the sound of music, a man in a plaid shirt with a strange turban on his head stepped out of the chicken coop, holding a wildly writhing in his hand, and dancing in an extremely embarrassing and awkward dance step, as if he were convulsed.

Looking at the guy who came out inexplicably, the expressions on the faces of a dozen Indonesians gradually disappeared, becoming confused and incomprehensible.

Why is someone dancing?

Why is this music playing?

Why do you put chickens on top of your head?

Is this some kind of weird cult ritual going on?

.....

okay

Plucked a turnip, a turnip, a turnip

Plucked a turnip, a turnip, a turnip

Plucked a turnip, a turnip, a turnip

Plucked a turnip, a turnip, a turnip

......

The screams stopped, and the horror on the director's face disappeared. It is said that when people see things they cannot understand, they instinctively fall into a dull and silent state.

He looked at the guy who put the chicken on his head and twisted his ass with a blank expression, indeed, although this person wore makeup and blackened his face, he knew this colleague even if he turned to ashes.

As a mature and professional director, Bowy can understand the behavior of these Indonesians who take off their pants to shoot, after all, this is a country that shoots flowers both openly and secretly. He could understand that his colleague might have good intentions to save him, but he felt that he could not understand the mental state of his young colleague.

The other members of the film crew are no better than the director, they are the same age as Song Wenbin, and they can somewhat understand why the host of their own show dances, and they have also heard this famous divine comedy. Just, this occasion .... The director's pants were taken off and tied to the pillar, and Song Wenbin was still singing and dancing, is it really good?

In the crowd, only Wei Ning, who was almost alive, curled up on the ground with his pants and cried: "Disgusted...."

Disgusted is dancing with the music.

......

Who opened the garbage restaurant

I'm going to sleep with the garbage

di kalangan anak muda maupun tua

I want Gaia and the gourd

It's not as good as a gift from you

......

The music became more and more dynamic, and Song Wenbin became more and more energetic, and even hummed. Those Indonesians were like Ronan who saw Star-Lord's awkward dance, with a hint of sympathy and retardation on their faces.

Because the scene was so abstract, even the nearby goats were stunned, and they watched the human man with the rooster on his head writhing his body, and the grass in his mouth gradually fell off.

Even a ram that was lying on the back of the ewe and swaying his body stopped moving, staring blankly at the rare sight in the short life of the sheep.

......

My man couldn't stop him, so he had to add three pieces of tofu

Ah, three pieces of tofu

Three pieces of tofu

Three pieces of tofu

Three pieces of tofu

.....

“tmd.... Where did the psychosis come from....."

An intolerable Indonesian finally reacted from the mental attack, and he strode towards Song Wenbin, scolding, "Hey! You, put my down!! ”

Song Wenbin didn't understand what he said, he took three steps back in a row and pulled away. Keep kicking and twisting your neck.

......

Plucked a turnip, a turnip, a turnip

Plucked a turnip, a turnip, a turnip

Plucked a turnip, a turnip, a turnip

Radish radish radish

Radish radish radish

Radish radish radish

.......

"My chicken!!"

The Indonesian reached out and snatched it from Song Wenbin's head.

"Secure broadband?"

Song Wenbin asked, holding his arm.

Radish radish radish

Radish radish radish

Radish radish radish

Bite!

With that demonic ding.

A thick mop stick danced like lightning in the night.

Winter.

Winter.

Winter.

The three Indonesians who were standing on the periphery and watching the awkward dance even reacted before they could react and instantly fell to the ground unconscious.

A black shadow flickered continuously in the night, and with each flicker, an Indonesian fell. At this time, they finally reacted to the magical local music, and they all turned around with a loud shout. Just turned around at the stall, and two more people fell.

"Director Huo!!"

The employees of Seal wept with joy when they saw the figure.

He cried out as if he had seen a true savior.

The shouts and the fainting companion made the Indonesian who was robbing Song Wenbin with him angry, and he shouted, "Sneak attack!" ”

The language was incomprehensible, and Song Wenbin didn't know what he was shouting, so he shoved the co-starring rooster into his face and said, "What are you doing so seriously, teasing you." ”

The man was also a brave guy, as soon as he tore the chicken away, he reached out and grabbed Song Wenbin's face, and raised his knees, trying to give him a hard face. Song Wenbin was startled, and quickly took a step back, dodging the other party's knees.

As soon as he dodged his knees, another Indonesian rushed in, shouting: "He is not from our village, he is an outsider, with those Chinese!" ”

As he spoke, he punched Song Wenbin in the head.

Feeling the howling of the fist, Song Wenbin's head shrank and flashed.

The man slammed his fist on the concrete pillar of the chicken farm, and instead screamed in pain.

Looking sideways at the man who hammered his hand against the wall, Song Wenbin was surprised, like a person who is proficient in music and rhythm listening to a novice in Yiya learning to sing, these Indonesian movements seem to him to be disorderly and messy, and they are not at all as professional and crisp as Huo Yu when he beat him up frantically for two months.

Good guy, has your fighting ability improved?

Song Wenbin thought to himself.

In the midst of the screams, the Indonesian with the chicken threw away the chicken and kicked it again.

Song Wenbin jumped to the left, and dodged the kick again without much effort.

"Hey, that's weird. Is there something you can't say well? ”

He said as he hid back.

Obviously, these Indonesians didn't intend to talk to him well, and when the two of them saw Song Wenbin dodging several times, they couldn't help but feel irritable, and one of them picked up the stick in the feed tong and hit Song Wenbin.

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Song Wenbin turned his head sideways, snatched the stick with his crackling hand, and then smashed the back of his hand on the bridge of the opponent's nose with his backhand.

Indonesia, who had been robbed of the stick, suddenly had blood in his nose, and he wailed and covered his nose and stumbled back.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't do it lightly."

Song Wenbin saw that he had beaten someone else with a nosebleed, so he hurriedly threw the stick and was about to comfort him.

However, this action undoubtedly angered the other party even more, and they picked up the feed bucket on the ground in sadness and despair and smashed it at Song Wenbin's head. However, before they could smash the bucket, a stick flew from behind and smashed precisely on the back of the man's head, and the man rolled over the back of his head on the spot, and the chicken feed fell apart.

The other Indonesian was also too frightened to move, he stared at his companion who fell to the ground and twitched beside him, and then looked back, and at some point stood next to him a dark-faced girl, the girl looked down at him, with three points of contempt, three points of carelessness, three points of regret.

......

Plucked a turnip, a turnip, a turnip

Plucked a turnip, a turnip, a turnip

Plucked a turnip, a turnip, a turnip

Hit five CSGOs

......

Song Wenbin's mobile phone music has not yet been related, and in the dynamic singing, Huo Yu reached out and pressed the top of the Indonesian's head, but the person didn't dare to move.

"Don't...."

Song Wenbin didn't shout out yet.

The Indonesian was pulled by the hair and slammed into Huo Yu's raised knee. The crackling sound from the impact made Song Wenbin's heart twitch for a moment.

He still remembered that Qin Moqing told him that Huo Yu belonged to judo when he was in the national team, although Song Wenbin didn't know much about judo, but this action was obviously not soft at all, and the reverse way was like a move in Muay Thai, very ruthless.

After dealing with the last Indonesian, Huo Yu clapped his hands and said easily: "What do I say, as long as we put them all down, we will be in no danger." ”

Song Wenbin looked behind her, and sure enough, the dozen or so Indonesians who had tied up the director here all fell to the ground, and none of them were standing. Although half of them were attacked because they were robbed of their minds by his awkward dance, even if seven or eight people were put down head-on, Song Wenbin couldn't understand it. He looked at Huo Yu with a relaxed face, is this person's genes really earthling?

"Hahahahahaha~"

Looking at the Indonesians who were put around him, Baoli, who was tied to the pillar, laughed and said, "Quick, Wei Ning, go check the camera and see if the wonderful picture just now has been captured." ”

As soon as the words fell, the stick that had knocked over more than a dozen Indonesians flew past the director's ear, Huo Yu turned his back to him and reprimanded in disgust: "Old pervert, can you put on your pants first?" ”

Bowley didn't think it was offended, and after being untied, he laughed and rushed to the camera with his pants, and checked it with the camera like a baby.

"That's good, that's good!"

After checking the camera, Bao Li looked at Song Wenbin with appreciation, and said excitedly: "Comrades, we have done a good job in this wave, and the show is very good!" It's a blessing in disguise. ”

"I'll your show."

Song Wenbin looked at the director with disgust and said, if he hadn't put on his pants properly, he would almost have thought that these people were group actors invited by Baoli.

"What the hell did you do, and why did these people tie you up here!?" He asked, glaring at Bowley dissatisfied.

He didn't believe that these Indonesians would kidnap the director for no reason, if it wasn't for some purpose, the director must have done something excessive.

"What else can I do?" The director was surprised: "I didn't shoot much this time, I was buying meat, and suddenly a group of people rushed out and grabbed our camera." ”

"Yes, disgusted, this time it's really not a bad director, let's make good purchases, and we didn't do anything." Wei Ning whispered his defense beside the director.

"Huh?" Song Wenbin's brows furrowed.