Next.

Di Luo stroked the tips of Zhang Min's hair and smiled: "I performed well in the audition last night, and now I only have one request, I don't know if you can complete it according to the requirements?"

"What are the requirements, Brother Luo? What do you say~"

……

The role of "The Saint of Gambling" was finalized, the male No. 1 Zhou Xingxing, the female No. 1 Zhang Min, and the rest of the supporting roles were selected by Yuan Gui, and the script Di Luo and Yuan Gui polished it together, and both of them were very satisfied.

Shooting is scheduled to start in three days!

Wongui swore that as long as there was no big difference, the film would be filmed in half a month at most.

Di Luo doesn't care about this, anyway, in the future, the casting of actresses in the company must be auditioned by me!

"Jingle bell!"

The phone rings.

Silly strong call.

"Brother Luo, something has happened to the community! Scar and Flower Face died last night! It should be Uncle Yao's hand, and now that Uncle Yao and Big D are deliberating, it is estimated that they will do something to us! "Silly and hasty report.

Dilo pulled his gun out of the drawer and asked, "Address!" ”

"Liansheng's incense!"

Hanging up the phone, Di Luo hurriedly called out to Wu Shihao and the others: "What an old thing!" Decades to live to a dog! ”

Now that you have a scar and a flower face, you can use it as a faucet! There is no one under the hand! Expect a big D to fight with Hong Xing?

Grass!

Di Luo led the people to Liansheng in a hurry, and Silly Qiang and the two horses were still squatting in the car.

Seeing that Luo Ge and his party hurriedly copied the guy and got out of the car!

In the corridor in front of the council hall, dozens of horses squatted idly on both sides.

The swords, guns and clubs leaning on the walls look quite imposing!

"Hey, my big guy is in there! Get out! At the entrance of the corridor, a tattooed young man with hanging hair lightly stopped Di Luo and the others.

As soon as he spoke, the dwarf mules, who were still chatting, suddenly stood up and clenched the dicks in their hands.

"Huh! Playing cold weapons with labor and management? Dilo sneered as he bit his cigarette.

Wu Shihao pulled out the standing black spray from his leather coat and pointed it at the young man's head: "Fuck you! Keep your dog's eyes open and take a good look! Dare to stop me Brother Luo! You don't want to live anymore? ”

At this time, a fat boy who looked like a bodyguard in front of the council hall trotted over, panting and breathless: "Wow, Brother Luo! I'm sorry, the new posterity, I don't know you! Don't take it personally. ”

He explained with a smile, and then tugged at the collar of the hairy young man and scolded angrily: "Grass and mud horses! You dare to stop Brother Luo? Don't die! Apologize! ”

The young man was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, bowed his head and admitted his mistake, without the arrogant appearance just now.

Damn it! Ruthless Luo!

Who doesn't know the whole Xiangjiang?

"Forget it, forget it! It's just a street fight! By the way, I see that you are a little familiar, are you Uncle Yao's person? Dilo interrupted the haired young man and pointed at the fat boy.

"Yes, Brother Luo, I'm messing with Uncle Yao! That day at the Jinguang Restaurant, I met you, my name is Fat Bo! Fat Bo said with a smile.

"Hmm! Uncle Yao is discussing inside! And Big D? Don't you notify me? What the? I'm also a member of the club, don't you take me seriously? Dilo pretended to be displeased and sneered: "Moreover, Scar and Flower Face are dead!" For such a big thing, do you have to give someone an explanation? ”

Grass mud horse's! Two people to discuss things? Let's talk about it!

The old thing doesn't want to die well!

Thinking of this, Dilo's eyes looked at Fat Bo, he handed over a cigarette, and walked out of the corridor with Fat Bo's shoulders to find a remote corner.

Wu Shihao's gun was still held in the air, and the frightened fat Bo was trembling all over his body: "Brother Luo! If you have something to say, I haven't offended you! ”

"Put the gun down, Ah Hao!" Di Luo commanded, he turned his head and smiled, "Fat Bo, how many years have you been with Uncle Yao?" ”

Fat Bo was a little surprised, he didn't understand what it meant, he thought about it and said sincerely: "Three years, three years, three years, three years, nine years!" Brother Luo, who treats me well with Uncle Yao, I won't switch to your disciples! ”

The stupid Qiang on the side scolded angrily: "You are also worthy of Brother Luo's door, you?" ! ”

"Oh! Nine years! You don't have much oil and water to look at! Di Luo rubbed the big gold chain that had faded and sighed, "Nine years! Mixed society, you can't get into the position for nine years, have you ever thought about what the reason? ”

"Is it true that when you are forty or fifty years old, you will still light cigarettes for others and pull the car door?"

Fatty Bo stuffed the big gold chain back into his collar, and his face was embarrassed: "Uncle Yao didn't retreat!" We must listen to the big brother when we are small! Big brother can still do it, and he can still bring us to make money, and I'm happy for him! ”

…… The devil believes it......

"Uncle Yao doesn't believe you, Fat Bo! I'm sure you know that, too. Scar, flower face, big D, your debut year is not more than a few years, why are people sitting in the incense hall to discuss matters, and you are still guarding in front of the door? Uncle Yao will not return! Labor is more greedy than evil spirits! With that, Dilo drew his pistol from his waist lightly.

He slipped the pistol into Fat Bo's left hand, unloaded the magazine and filled it with another bullet:

"You regret it sometimes, don't you? Worship under Uncle Yao's door? I'll give you a chance, you choose how to go! ”

"A. I'll give you a bullet."

"B. You ask Uncle Yao to eat a bullet."

"Multiple choice! I'll tell you the answer! A: Nothing to say! Go meet the Buddha! B, you are in the position of Uncle Yao! I'm talking! ”

Di Luo chuckled and patted him on the shoulder: "People die for money, birds die for food, people!" It's better to be selfish! Look at it, Uncle Yao's old guy is a living example! If you don't retire when you're old, learn what to do in the underworld! Damn it! What is it! Don't pee on yourself either! ”

Wu Shihao was not polite to Fatty Bo, and the muzzle of the troll was pressed hard against his temple: "Damn! Hurry up and choose! ”

"yes, Fat Wave! I admire you, but I'm not a very patient person, and the bullets are even less patient! Dilo puffed out his cigarette butt and glanced at the time on his watch.

It is estimated that Uncle Yao and Big D will also come out soon!

"I'll pick B!" Fat Bo swallowed saliva! tremblingly clenched his pistol, "Brother Luo, but if you kill the eldest brother, the five thunders will be destroyed by the heavens and the earth!" ”

"Don't worry! It's okay! Damn it! Hasn't Han Chen's old thing been chic for so many years? It also shows that killing the eldest brother and playing with the sister-in-law can live a moist life! Delo comforted him with deep relief.

In the end, Fat Bo nodded firmly, and threw the big gold chain that ripped off his neck and threw it on the ground to strengthen his courage.

Delo glanced at him in surprise.

Fat Bo Lehe explained: "Hehe, wear it really in the future!" ”