“Temporary worker?!”

After hearing what Jing Xing said and carefully looking at the power of attorney, Asama Santafu almost got angry and vomited blood.

What is Konoha going to do? He actually sent a temporary worker and a child who didn't even have a mattress to deal with them?

How could these two people escort the Snow Country realize his ideas? How could these two people beat Fenghua Nutao?

"I said, don't look down on temporary workers, okay?"

Looking at the face of the third lady Asama, which was so dark that it was about to drip out of ink, Jing Xing frowned impatiently, and the chakra in his body burst out instantly.

"The reason I am a temporary worker is not because I am not strong, but because I am too lazy to join the formal ninja organization, do you understand?"

"Gudong..."

Seeing the cracks centered on where Jing Xing stood and diffuse like a spider web, Asama Santafu and others swallowed involuntarily.

This temporary worker doesn't seem to be what they thought, and his strength is very poor!

"Okay, you guys hurry up and make some preparations and go to the Snow Country as soon as possible to finish the work. I'll go back early to open my restaurant!"

He took back the chakra and waved his hands at the Santafu Asama and others. Kei Xing leaned against the big tree next to him and closed his eyes to rest.

"Uh, OK, OK, let's prepare now!"

With the moment of force intimidation just now, the third uncle of Asama did not dare to underestimate Jing Xing anymore. While responding respectfully, the third uncle of Asama looked at Fenghua Xiaoxue, who was still tied there.

"That, can you please let Miss Fengxuehui go first?"

"Oh, I almost forgot!"

Jing Xing slapped his head suddenly, and then he remembered that Feng Hua Xiaoxue was still tied up. He immediately thought about it and untie the power of the wood escape.

"Miss Fengxuehui, let's pack up and prepare to set out for the Snow Country!"

While talking, Asama Santafu was about to come forward and pull Fenghua Xiaoxue back to pack up.

However……

"I won't go..."

Feng Hua Xiaoxue turned her head to the side with a cold face, and her attitude was very firm.

"San Taifu, just give up. I will never go to the Snow Country with you!"

For Fenghua Xiaoxue, the current Snow Country is undoubtedly an indelible nightmare in her heart. She wants her to go to the Snow Country? Even if Fenghua Xiaoxue dies today, she will never agree.

"Miss Fengxuehui..."

The third lady Asama was about to persuade him a few more words, but before he could express his persuasion, he saw a black-clad strange man suddenly emerge from the shadow under Fenghua Xiaoxue's feet, and then a knife hit Fenghua Xiaoxue's neck.

“???”

"If you continue to procrastinate, it will be dark. My time in Jingxing is very valuable!"

Facing the confused expressions of the Santafu Asama and others, Jing Xing raised his hand and pointed to the sun in the sky with a calm look on his face.

As a certain writer, Lu, once said, if we find that there is a problem that cannot be solved in a short while, then we might as well change our thinking and directly solve the person who raised the problem!

The same is true. Since everyone’s opinions are contrary to each other, then the people with different opinions will be directly solved. In this way, the opinions will naturally be unified!

Therefore, since Fenghua Xiaoxue is unwilling to board the boat to go to the Snow Country, she might as well knock her out and take her on the boat. When she wakes up, the fleet has set out on the vast sea. Could it be that she can still jump from the boat and drown herself?

The Santafu Asama and others silently helped Fenghua Xiaoxue to pack their luggage and made preparations before departure. A middle-aged man wearing sunglasses and a little short rushed from the crowd to Jing Xing.

"Mr. Jingxing, right? I am the director of the Fengyun Princess crew. I want to ask you something!"

The director looked at the place where the ghost soldier disappeared and asked excitedly: "Is that dark monster just now your special ninjutsu? Do you only summon one? Or can you summon many?"

"What are you asking about this?"

Jing Xing glanced at the director and didn't understand why the other party asked about this.

"It's like this. I think the image of that weird guy just now is very suitable for being a villain. If possible, I want you to call it out or say they are the villain in the movie!"

Even though he was wearing sunglasses on his face, he still couldn't block the director's radiant eyes.

"If the number is small, we will set it to the final big. The important characters under the boss's devil's command. If the number is large enough, set them to the devil's most loyal troops..."

The director excitedly told Jing Xing that he had thought of the idea of ​​a flash of inspiration, and did not notice the desperate eyes of the Mediterranean hairstyle screenwriter behind him.

What should the screenwriter do to protect his few hair while thinking about revising the script?

"Ha, you don't have to think about it anymore. My ghost soldier is not used to make movies for you!"

Jing Xing's expression on his face was very cold, but his right hand reached in front of the director, rubbing his thumb, index finger and middle finger together.

Although the main function of the Ghost Soldier is not to make movies, if the director is sincere enough, he doesn't mind allowing the Ghost Soldier to broaden his work channels and take two more different jobs to support his family!

"Mr. Jingxing, please rest assured, the pay is definitely not a problem!"

Seeing Jing Xing's gesture, the director understood. He laughed tacitly while using his gesture to gesture to Jing Xing to make a number.

As a very well-known director in the ninja world, he still has no shortage of money, and the Fengyun Princess crew has invested a lot.

"That's good. If the director needs ghost soldiers, just tell me directly. There is no problem with how many ghost soldiers you want!"

Seeing this, Jing Xing also laughed, and made a promise to the director while laughing.

In the slightly dim room, Feng Hua Xiaoxue, who was lying on the bed, frowned and her eyes slowly opened.

"Hiss, it hurts so much, where am I?"

He raised his hand and rubbed his neck that was painful, and a ominous premonition suddenly appeared in Fenghua Xiaoxue's heart.

Could it be that the slight swaying feeling and the smell of the sea that reached the tip of the nose...

"Miss Fengxuehui, you are awake!"

A female staff member walked in and saw Feng Hua Xiaoxue awakened. She hurried forward and helped her to sit up.

“Where are we now?”
Chapter completed!