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220. Chapter 220 You make up stories so nice

The man was silent.

The group of little brothers were also silent.

Only Lin Zifeng smiled harmlessly.

Seeing what was happening in front of him, the little girl was a little confused. It only took more than ten minutes, but the change was so big that even Meng Youjing was a little stunned.

What did this guy do to them just now?

After signing the contract, the three of them left, especially Lin Zifeng, who was swaggering like nothing happened.

He hummed an incomprehensible little song in his mouth and held a cigarette in his mouth. No one could tell his true identity.

"Hey, I said beast, what did you do to them just now?"

On the road, the two women were wearing shoulder bags, sunglasses, and looked incredible on their faces. They were still kept in the dark.

What the little girl asked was exactly the question that Meng Youjing also wanted to know.

Then he glanced at Lin Zifeng, who looked leisurely.

"What can I do? At most I just pull them out and influence them."

Lin Zifeng took a deep breath of cigarette and spit it out slowly.

"Influence? What is the influence?"

The two women looked at each other and couldn't understand what this guy meant.

"Hehe." Lin Zifeng smiled deeply, deliberately put on a mysterious posture, and said stinky: "In simple terms, just use reason to reason to them, so that they can know that they will return to the wrong path. It's that simple." In fact, Lin Zifeng sneered in his heart. It's purely a fist principle. For these people, they can only use brute force to solve them.

After saying that, Lin Zifeng spit out another smoke ring, grinned and said deeply, "Isn't it awesome?"

"It's awesome."

The little girl gave him a look with contempt, and then said in confusion: "Uncle Beast, you are so powerful in fighting? Have you learned martial arts before? Or have you been in Shaolin Temple when you were a child?"

On the noisy streets, the little girl didn't think she was naive about asking this question. She still didn't believe what Lin Zifeng said just now. It was almost the same to deceive a three-year-old child, so how could she have such a bullshit word?

"Uh, Shaolin Temple? Ahem, Huahua, I have to seriously evaluate you."

Lin Zifeng walked with the two girls, suddenly stopped and said with a serious look on his face: "Your imagination is indeed very rich."

"What? Am I wrong? Sister Meng clearly saw it just now. You fight so many people alone. Is it because I was blurred in my eyes? It's impossible, beast. Just be honest, what did you do before? Why do I think your identity is becoming more and more mysterious now? Tell me, are you a spy sent by someone else? If you don't explain it to me clearly today, I will definitely report you to my cousin when I go back to China Sea. Don't cry and come to me at that time."

Hua Buqi narrowed half of his eyes and slammed his fingers at Lin Zifeng's nose.

This girl is really not stupid. Seeing that she could not deceive her, Lin Zifeng stopped, coughed twice, and said seriously: "Huahua, since you already know, then I will announce the facts to the public today, but please keep the secret, otherwise I will encounter big trouble, uncle."

As he spoke, this guy became serious and he looked hipster the last second, but now he was actually posing a serious face, making it seem like he had some ulterior secret.

The two women looked at each other again and saw Lin Zifeng's serious attitude, and now the two women were really scared by him.

"Big, uncle, don't worry. If you have any difficulties, you can tell me. Sister Meng and I will definitely keep a secret for you. Is it Sister Meng?"

The little girl leaned over her little head and asked at Meng Youjing.

“Yes, yes!”

Meng Youjing's heart is so complicated that she doesn't know what she is thinking. Along the way, she basically didn't take the initiative to ask Lin Zifeng. Through everything that happened in the production company, Meng Youjing's emotions have not stabilized yet.

"Oh, okay, since you really want to know my past, I will talk to you today." Lin Zifeng suddenly looked lonely, and his whole temperament suddenly became deeper, especially his melancholy eyes, which gave people a feeling of an old man who had experienced vicissitudes.

"Five years ago, I left my hometown and went abroad. By chance, my friend's recommendation, I became one of the four top mercenary groups in the world. Later, when I was carrying out a mission, I was chased by the organization due to the failure of the mission and was forced to evade the deserted island..."

Lin Zifeng almost added fuel to the fire, half-true and half-false to tell them all the things he had experienced. At the end, he sighed deeply, as if the ordinary man in front of him was really like what he said.

"Good, uncle! The story you made is so nice. If you don't become a screenwriter, it would be a pity for you. It's like a real person. Uncle, you are so talented. Why don't you? When we return to China Overseas, I will apply for you to see if our company needs a screenwriter. Guy, it's like a big epic blockbuster. Sister Meng, what do you think?"

The little girl clapped her hands and her eyes shone brightly.

"Well……"

Lin Zifeng thought that after he talked about his experience, the little girl would be shocked, and even hugged his body and cried, feeling pitiful and regretful for Lin Zifeng, but who knew that Lin Zifeng's story had just been finished.

The little girl's face was as calm as water, and she seemed to have no excitement at all.

At most, I was surprised that the story made up by Lin Zifeng was so fascinating.

He also praised Lin Zifeng's level of making up stories.

Lin Zifeng almost staggered and fell to the ground.

"Uh, yes, yes! The story he made is really attractive and quite confusing, but it's just a little fake. If it can be a little more realistic, I guess I can get a production company to shoot a good TV series on TV."

Meng Youjing answered honestly.

I'll go! I've told them so much, but they listened to it as a story?

Lin Zifeng was speechless, but it was good. Since they listened to stories, then just use them as stories. Anyway, the reason why Lin Zifeng told them about his identity was nothing more than to make them less suspicious about themselves.

"Uncle, I really didn't realize that you still have the talent to be a screenwriter. If you want, why would I recommend it to you?"

The little girl jumped to Lin Zifeng, like a little rabbit, and was always idle. Looking at Lin Zifeng's dark old face, Hua Buqi showed a pure and innocent smile, blinking his watery eyes.

Her eyes were completely innocent, and Lin Zifeng couldn't figure out whether she was deliberately making fun with her.

The day after returning to the apartment, the boss of the production company quickly sent a copy of the contract back and demanded compensation for Hua Buqi's various losses, and even all compensation for the ZTE Entertainment Company where Hua Buqi is located is included.

They didn't know what happened that day, nor did they know what Lin Zifeng did to them, but since things have been perfect now, the little girl is too lazy to care about so much.

I spent a week in Macau, and I was just shopping every day. Poor Lin Zifeng, who ran errands, became their servants. Women are naturally shopping mad, and they don’t feel uncomfortable after a day.

In the end, I was really wandering around for a day, and the little girl finally got tired. The three of them ordered some things like chewing German chicken in a Western restaurant to fill their stomachs.

But as he was eating, Lin Zifeng's eyes accidentally glanced at the TV on the restaurant counter.

I saw a scene about Las Vegas Casino playing on the TV. I don’t know if it was an interlude, but it immediately evoked Lin Zifeng’s long-sealed memory.

That memory happened three years ago when Lin Zifeng was carrying out a mission...

"Death! Do you dare to accept my challenge?"

In the magnificent Las Vegas Crystal Casino, there are tens of thousands of visitors, all kinds of celebrities and people who can compete with the country and dominate the country, and even ministers from many countries and continents.
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