After Wang Han and a few people had sex for a while, they went to find McGee to discuss the script.
I was busy until after ten o'clock in the evening.
Wang Han drove home.
The next day.
Wang Han and his friends took advantage of the day to pass the remaining places one by one.
These blood clans are either resting or pulling curtains to suck blood at home.
When Wang Han and his group entered, these blood clans had no power to resist.
One morning.
Wang Han and his men destroyed dozens of blood clans.
Afterwards, several people gathered together to smoke, and Lyle held the crystal ball, "The marquis has not been found yet, so he must be given away together! Then there will be endless troubles.
The Marquis has the ability to turn a normal person into a blood clan. If we don’t speed up, he may have even come out a group of blood clans early.
In addition to him, what is more important is to find that blood clan prince! He is the most terrifying!"
The search was too time-consuming, so Wang Hao called Zhang Qinghu and Wenlong and asked the two to send someone to help Lair search together.
Wang Han focused on the movie he wanted to shoot with McGee.
After the two of them discussed fiercely, they began to polish the script again.
The other side.
Inside the apartment.
A blood clan corpse lying on the ground.
There is a bloody hole in the middle of the eyebrows.
Tag!
Flames emerged.
The man squatted down and lit a cigarette.
Thick white smoke spewed on the face of the blood clan's corpse.
The sound of footsteps came from behind, and the cold and beautiful woman came slowly.
"Have you found it?"
The cold and beautiful woman always frowned, "I didn't find any clues about these people, but we found something else."
"Tell me, look."
"We went to an alley with blood clan corpses yesterday. Surveillance cameras captured a female policeman entering, but when he came out, she and a girl were the only ones."
The man held a cigarette in his mouth and observed the bloody hole in the middle of the corpse's eyebrows. "What do you mean is this made by that female policeman?"
"No, we've investigated. The female policeman was working in the police station this morning and didn't have time to leave, but she must know something."
The man stood up.
He took out the umbrella that was sandwiched under his armpit, and the tip of the umbrella was facing the eyebrows of the blood clan's corpse.
He poked it with all his strength.
The head of the blood clan's corpse cracked, as if it had pierced a big watermelon.
The man shook his umbrella.
A trace of blood was left on the floor.
"I'm getting more and more curious about who did this."
"Can it be the master of the transformation realm take action?" asked the cold and beautiful woman.
The man had a smile on his lips, "You can't say it's right, go and find the female policeman and the girl."
"By the way, I found a few fish that missed the net, at Hongtu Hotel."
...
He Ya lay on the bed and snuggled up to the man.
"Husband..." He Ya shouted sweetly, "Husband, just help me. You know so many big bosses, just help me build a bridge for me to participate in Director McGee's new role
Is the show good?"
The man grabbed He Ya's hair, "I just want to shoot this movie so much?"
"Husband, I am also ambitious. I also want to go to the international stage. I don't want to be limited to the country. If I can win an international award through this movie, then I will become an international movie star?
?Husband, just help me..."
He Ya acted spoiled for a while.
The man took a breath and grabbed He Ya's hair, "Come on!"
He Ya looked happy, "Husband, do you agree to say so?"
"I have friends from abroad who know him, so I can form a bureau at night."
...
Wang Han and McGee discussed fiercely for an afternoon.
The script also discussed one-third.
Both of them have the kind of thinking that is unrestrained. The script will only create a rough skeleton, and how to read it when you take a photo.
It's entirely a dish of dumplings for a dish of vinegar.
McGee answered a phone call, "I'm going to have a meal tonight, let's talk tomorrow."
"become!"
"What's going on with the actor?" McGee asked again.
Wang Han thought for a while, "I'll handle these things, you don't need to worry about them."
"Where is the Hongtu Hotel? Send me a car." McGee said again.
"no problem."
In the evening.
Lyle sent a message and found another fish that was missing from the Count's rank.
Wang Han raised his head and looked up with a cigarette in his mouth.
Hongtu Hotel.
"How many of them?" Wang Han looked up with a cigarette in his mouth.
"Seven or eight, the most powerful earl."
Wang Han put out the cigarette butts and bounced into the trash can in the distance.
"The old rules, give me the most powerful ones. You guys will share the remaining ones equally. Take action in the surveillance corners and don't let others see it."
"action!"
Wang Han took the lead and walked inside.
Lei Xiaohua and a few others walked inside in batches.
As several people came in, the hotel surveillance completely failed.
When taking the elevator.
An umbrella suddenly inserted into it, blocking the closed elevator door.
A man came in from outside.
She looks like the oil-free version of Huang Xiaoming.
Wearing a windbreaker, with a erect neckline, and a top hat with a low brim.
Behind him was a beautiful and cool woman.
It is also a windbreaker. The tights outline the two D-cup peaks more perfectly, and the leg rings worn on the long legs add a bit of temptation.
Wang Han glanced at the other party's back waist. Although the windbreaker was loose, he could still vaguely see that the back waist was tied with a weapon.
"Feel sorry!"
The man nodded at Wang Han.
Wang Han said casually, "It's okay, what floor?" Wang Han wanted to press the elevator for the other party with kindness.
The man didn't say anything, and pressed a 7 on the elevator button with an umbrella.
Wang Han complained inwardly.
Pretending dealer.
Seventh floor.
The man put the umbrella under his armpit and slowly walked out of the elevator.
The woman followed closely behind.
When the elevator door was about to close, the man turned around and looked at Wang Han through the crack of the door.
“There is a smell on him.”
"What does it taste?" asked the cold and beautiful woman.
The man thought for a while, "The smell of rolling out of the pile of dead people. After my former old squad leader came back from going south to beat monkeys, he had this smell on his body. Only when he had blood on his hands would he smell it."
When entering the room, the man added another sentence.
"He smells even heavier, he is more than ten of my old squad leader."
"Maybe he has been a soldier, too."
"Are you doing this now?"
The cold and beautiful woman was stunned for a moment, "Will you check him?"
"No, he has another smell."
“What does it taste like?”
"The flavor of the rivers and lakes."
Ninth floor.
Wang Han walked out of the elevator.
At the end of the corridor is a large private room.
VIPs often come here to have guests.
Wang Han took the waiter's clothes and changed into them, put on his mask, pushed open the door and walked in.
With a glance, a pale-faced man sat inside.
Wang Han smiled at the man, picked up the air conditioner remote control and pretended to debug, and walked towards the man.
Just when I was about to start.
The door was pushed open.
Two people came in from outside.
Wang Han glanced at the slightest light and found that both of them knew each other.
He Ya.
And He Ya is holding a man's arm.
He said he was his husband all the time, and he could tell that he was He Ya's financial backer's father.
Pang Yunping.
Wang Han happened to meet him.
The eldest son of the Pang family, a big family in the capital.
The family behind him was also one of the several families where Wang Han, who was killed, went abroad, his fifth brother wandered around the world, and his third brother was imprisoned.
After coming in, Pang Qingyun shook hands with the blood Count and introduced He Ya.
When Wang Han put down the remote control and was about to go out to make other plans, he didn't expect He Ya to recognize him.