The slap that resounded throughout the street not only made Jiro Ono and the talent director petrified on the spot, but even the people who were holding the show were stunned.

What is arrogant and what is awesome? Look, look, this is the best interpretation. No matter how much nonsense is, it can't stand the credit for a slap.

For some reason, Lin Feng found that he was becoming more and more enthusiastic about slapping in the face. He raised his hand and waved his hand and slapped it, which was simple and shocking.

Perhaps, the only explanation for Lin Feng’s unique preference is the sequelae left by self-abuse in the abandoned warehouse last time!

"Well, it's good, good, director, you see, both sides are as big as the same size now, it's not a proof, after all, they have a lot of flesh on their faces." Lin Feng looked at Jiro Ono's left face, like a balloon filled with air, and said with a smile.

"You, you, you, okay, come, take it away, take it away!" The angry talent director, pointed at Lin Feng and shouted loudly.

However, the younger brother behind him seemed to stand still and remained motionless at the scolding of the talented director.

"Do you do it, don't do it for me!" The angry talent director waited for a long time and found that everyone was birding him. He turned to roar at the people behind him.

Unfortunately, there were still no birds behind him, and he stood foolishly in his original place.

Now, even a fool can see that it is abnormal. The talented director looked at Lin Feng's eyes, not only was he angry, but he also added an inexplicable fear and fear that was inexplicable.

"You, what magic did you use? Quick, fast——" The talent director couldn't explain it clearly, even if he was trembling on his mouth.

"Haha, sir, please be careful that I will sue you for slander! But since you have asked, come on, I'll show you something."

Seeing that the desired effect had been achieved, Lin Feng didn't want to bother and wasted this great time in vain. So, he smiled and put his hand on the shoulders of the talented director. The two of them came to the side, and then Lin Feng took out a red book the size of a palm.

Yes, Lin Feng wants to bully others again. Since the red book with the identity of the security bureau sent to him by the Dragon Group last time, he not only successfully escaped, but also scared the other party like a good grandson, Lin Feng found that this thing is really useful.

Now, since there are shortcuts, only a fool will cause trouble for himself. As for the consequences of revealing this book, Lin Feng can't control so much, as long as he achieves what he wants.

If Bingfeng knew that he had kind-hearted intentions and sent him a small notebook from a member of the Dragon Group that was not a member, he would actually ask Lin Feng to use the chicken feathers as a command arrow. Maybe, I would come first to clean up the portal.

So, the next thing was expected. The word "Safety Bureau" was seen by the talented director, and it suddenly felt like a bolt from the blue, so speechless that it was so stupid that it could not be said.

To be honest, apart from knowing those three words, the talented director cannot tell whether the book is true or false.

However, even if it is only one percent possible, he, a small director, cannot afford to bet! If you just want to accuse you of having an affair with other countries, lose your official position or lose your job, it may be light. This great life may have to be in the account of a sect for the rest of your life.

It is because everyone knows that this is a bet that cannot be made. Therefore, the talent director would rather believe in it than believe in it. Once his mind changes, his attitude will immediately change by 360 degrees.

"I, I, I don't have any eyes on Mount Tai. Sir, you can hold a boat in your stomach. If you don't remember the villain's mistakes, just--"

"Okay, this game also knows your difficulties, and those who don't know are innocent. Forget it, this matter is over. There are still important things in this game, so you can't waste time. By the way, the identity of this game--" Lin Feng said pretentiously, looking at the talented director who was sweating coldly on his forehead.

"Yes, yes, don't worry, adults, the younger ones must be as tight as a bottle and will never dare to reveal any of them." The talented person who wiped his forehead and sweated coldly, still knows this knowledge.

"Well, it's good to know. I'm going to tell you that this mission is not only dangerous, but also very heavy. This game may require you to cooperate well. If the matter is completed successfully, then the game will remember your achievements. At that time, even if you are not the first achievement, you will never let you stay in this small position again. Do you understand this?"

Lin Feng, who can win the Oscar for the Best Actor Award when playing role-playing, isn't it easy to fool such a two-fiddle director.

If you hit a stick and give a sweet date, this is called the way to rule the emperor.

No matter what, Lin Feng succeeded. Looking at the talented director who was blazing green light and full of joy on his face, Lin Feng didn't say more. He would make mistakes if he said too much. Therefore, after patting the talented director on the shoulder, he turned around and went back.

"Let's go, go, stop the team, stop the team, stop the team, and scatter, and let me go!" The talented director who received Lin Feng's empty check immediately showed positive performance.

As he shouted, he was about to take the people around and leave. As for why the situation changed drastically, Jiro Ono, who had not turned around, was ruthlessly ignored by the talented director.

"No, no, yours, yet, I haven't given him yet, catch him--" Jiro Ono, who finally came to his senses, grabbed the talent director with one hand. At first, he could say a few words that people could understand, but later he spoke faster and faster. He said a big push, but no one could understand it anyway.

Fortunately, there seems to be a translator next to it, which roughly means: "If you stupid Chinese people don't send that kid to court and serve the three flower girls for one night, they will give up this investment."

It’s okay if the translator doesn’t translate, but after all, if you don’t understand, you won’t take you seriously. But now, when you translate, you will undoubtedly be angry.

Although Chinese people like to keep things high and not care about themselves, they still have the national honor they deserve.

The onlookers' eyes were glanced at Jiro Ono who was still proud. I believe that as long as there is a leader, this guy will definitely be torn apart by the angry people on the spot.

To be honest, this talented director is not a shameless person. After all, there is a saying that people are in the world and cannot help themselves. The invisible rules of officialdom that kills people is not something that his little director can challenge or change.

But now it’s different. To put it nicely, even if I have a back mountain.

"Get out, I care whether you invest or not. I have gained any benefit anyway. It's all my fault. If you like to invest, don't you invest. You're so bad, go back to your little Japanese!"

Finally, the talented director who was angry, turned around and left with great pride after roaring.
Chapter completed!