"To be a director, to make this kind of film?"

Wang Zhuo pointed to the three actors who didn't dare to move, and almost didn't say to Duobao, you look so beautiful, it's a pity not to act like that. The words circled around his tongue twice and then swallowed back. Wang Zhuo was afraid that Duobao would not be able to stand this kind of joke, and in Wang Zhuo's heart, Duobao had become his private treasure and was not allowed to be touched by outsiders.

Duobao nodded vigorously and said, "How about my brother, my brother will be the starring role, and I will find hundreds of beautiful women to serve my brother." ”

Wang Zhuo had a smile on his face, "I might as well say it." ”

Duobao said seriously: "What do you say? A few hundred is not enough, how about a thousand?"

"Forget it! If you are presumptuous, you will be punished for kneeling and licking at night. ”

Duobao covered his mouth, and said with a frightened face: "Kneeling and licking, is it okay to lie down and lick? Kneeling will make people's knees grind red marks." ”

Wang Zhuo covered Duobao's mouth, grabbed her hand and was about to leave.

They took a step forward, and a group of people took a step back in panic.

Wang Zhuo found out that he and Duobao were probably in a small square meter apartment, and when he turned around, he saw a black plastic bag next to the ladyboy, Wang Zhuo stepped forward, and the ladyboy hurriedly covered his chest.

Holding back the thought of complaining, Wang Zhuo threw out Durex Okamoto in the plastic bag at will, opened the plastic bag and said to everyone present: "Take out your mobile phone and camera and put them inside." ”

Bald and observed for a while, seeing that Wang Zhuo and Duobao didn't seem to have any attack power, although he wondered why there would be two strangers on the set, he couldn't help but roar angrily when he heard Wang Zhuo's words: "Bastard! Do you know that we are making a ** movie?"

Wang Zhuo was stunned, "This, what's the matter?"

The bald middle-aged man turned around and shouted to the field behind him, "Don't let them in yet!"

The field reporter was a young man in his twenties, and he ran out of the house in a hurry.

In less than five minutes, three shirtless men with dragon and tiger tattoos walked in. Among them, the leader was as thin as a donkey whip, with a deep scar on his face, and he didn't say a word after seeing Wang Zhuo, and directly raised the pistol to pull the trigger.

"I,, the Japanese underworld is so fierce?" Before Wang Zhuo finished speaking, he appeared behind the thin man like a ghost, and slashed directly at his neck with a hand knife.

But before Wang Zhuo returned, he either fought with zombies or with monks, and he couldn't control his strength for a while.

The knife fell, and the thin man's head was happily separated from the body with a small cervical vertebrae, and flew in front of the actress with her legs open, with a hideous look on her face!

The room was silent for a moment, and as the actress and the shemale fainted, the bald let out a scream that was even sharper than that of a woman, opening up the fear component in everyone's minds, and they all screamed to run.

But Duobao was already smiling, leaning against the only door where he could get out.

"Don't make any noise!"

Wang Zhuo shouted, opened the plastic bag and said, "Everything that can be filmed is handed over." With that, he looked up to see if there was any surveillance in the room.

After getting all the mobile phones and cameras in his hands, and by the way, putting the pistol dropped by the thin man who was cut off on the scene into the storage bag, Wang Zhuo walked to the bald man who was trembling and spitting all kinds of filth, squatted down and asked, "What does it mean to shoot **?"

Bald wanted to stay away from Wang Zhuo, but he didn't have any strength up and down, covered his neck, and said in a trembling voice: "No...... It's not interesting, please don't kill me. ”

Duobao said: "He may mean that they are breaking the law, Brother Zhuo, let's go." ”

Wang Zhuo looked at Duobao, then raised the plastic bag and slapped his bald head and said: "How dare you be so rampant in breaking the law?"

......

On the streets of Shinjuku, it's already night.

Neon lights and street lamps decorate the modern city into daylight, and Wang Zhuo and Duobao wander the streets at will.

"Brother, play in Japan for two days or go back to China?" Duobao held a marshmallow in his hand, and his face was about to be stuffed into it, with cute movements and delicate faces, the return rate was quite high.

Of course, there is also a reason why the two are dressed.

Before going to the festival country, it was still around the fifteenth day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar, but I didn't expect to return to the earth after staying in the festival country for ten days, and tomorrow would be New Year's Day, and the new year was coming.

At this time, the sky was slightly fluttering with snowflakes, and Wang Zhuo was wearing a fat and ill-fitting suit, barefoot. There was still a little blood on his body that had just spurted out of the thin man's neck. Duobao is stronger than Wang Zhuo, compared to other fashionable girls on the street, Duobao is like suddenly descending from the poorest mountainous area to the Paris fashion show in France, there is no bright spot, and the harvest can only be ridicule.

Wang Zhuo messed up the short hair on Duobao's head and said, "Find a way and go back directly." I don't really like this country, the people of this country. ”

Duobao smiled brightly: "Okay." ”

As they spoke, the two of them had reached a slightly remote street, and seven young men with dyed hair of various colors and punk styles walked up to them.

Between the shoulders, one of the green hairs suddenly glanced at Duobao, who had been burying his face in the marshmallow for a long time before he came out to catch his breath.

"Hey, she's a beauty!"

Wang Zhuo looked back at a few non-mainstreams, frowned, and said, "It's not like Japanese." ”

When several non-mainstream people saw Wang Zhuo looking at them, they whistled and surrounded the two, and the green hair smiled arrogantly and said to Duobao: "Sister, raise your head and let me take a closer look." ”

Wang Zhuo listened carefully, and felt that the green hair spoke as if he was Chinese, but he was not very sure, and asked Duobao: "Still don't understand? They speak the Japanese dialect?"

"Northeast people?" Green Hair glanced Wang Zhuo up and down, and when he saw Wang Zhuo stepping on the snow barefoot, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "It turned out to be a rag picker, Qingyang, it's your fellow countryman." ”

The young man named Qingyang is very handsome, with short hair dyed blonde, and obsidian stud earrings, which has the style of a Korean star.

Hearing the green hair shouting, Qingyang said with a proud face: "What JB fellow will disgrace the Chinese and the northeasterners." ”

"This can also lie down the gun?"

Wang Zhuo touched his chin helplessly, and without waiting for a few non-mainstream reactions, he walked in front of Qingyan in two steps, and slapped Qingyang out of the pang.

The other six non-mainstream watched as Qingyang strung out two or three meters away, and the small white teeth in their mouths flew to the ground mixed with fresh blood.

Wang Zhuo rubbed his wrist and smiled: "Is there anyone who can speak human words?"

"Grass mud horse!" Green Fur shouted, took out a tactical folding saber from the waistband of his trousers, and stabbed Wang Zhuo.

Several other people finally reacted, shouting and scolding.

Wang Zhuo still had the leisure to turn around and smile at Duobao: "It seems that there is no one who can speak human words." ”

Although he was smiling, Duobao clearly saw endless tyranny and blood in Wang Zhuo's eyes. Or, and hunger?

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