Chapter 291 The ants who are struggling to survive
Everyone else turned a blind eye, and the models filming the advertisement showed a hint of ridicule.
"What are you doing? Let me go..."
'Snapped!'
Shen Hao slapped her face, and said ferociously: "You stinky Sanba, you are so shameless. Believe it or not, I have ruined your face?"
"you dare?"
Xiao Qian cried: "If my brother knew, he wouldn't let you go."
"Your brother? Xiao Feng?"
Shen Hao grabbed her hair and glared: "Even if he knows, it's too late. If he dares to step on my face, I will make it difficult for you brothers and sisters."
Xiao Qian was dragged into the studio. There was only one bed inside, and there was a shirtless, wretched man sitting on the bed. From the looks of it, he was the male protagonist.
"Little girl, you haven't tasted a man yet, have you?"
Shen Hao stroked her face and licked his lips: "You are lucky today, I am going to fight in person."
"You have to behave well in a moment. If you don't behave well, a dozen of my men will have fun with you."
"Pooh!"
Xiao Qian spit on his face and cursed: "You are worse than a beast, my brother will definitely kill you."
"Smelly bitch!"
Shen Hao threw her to the ground and stepped on her several times.
"Dare you spit on me? Take off her clothes and entertain her well."
"It's Mr. Shen!"
Several bodyguards immediately stepped forward and tore Xiao Qian's clothes in three strokes.
She curled up on the ground to protect herself tightly, and several bodyguards surrounded her and beat her violently.
"Don't slap me in the face, it won't be worth it anymore."
Shen Hao lit a cigarette and smiled coldly.
He planned to have a good time first, and then force her to make two pornographic movies.
When it is completely useless, she will eventually change hands and sell it to the south, leaving her to never see the light of day in her life.
"What are you doing? Ouch..."
Suddenly, there were quarreling and smashing sounds outside the studio.
"what happened?"
Shen Hao's face darkened and he led his bodyguards out.
Several staff members were knocked to the ground, and the female models hid in the corner.
Two familiar faces appeared in front of him, it was Xiao Feng and Jiang Mengting.
"Shen Hao, where is my sister?" Xiao Feng asked.
"It's you bastard again."
Shen Hao narrowed his eyes: "Xiao Qian is now a model in my company and is preparing to film a movie."
"Filming?"
Jiang Mengting asked: "Shen Hao, what are you doing? Where is Sissi?"
"Mengting, I have to thank you this time,"
"If it weren't for your guarantee, Xiao Qian wouldn't be able to agree happily, so wouldn't the Lamborghini be good to drive?"
Shen Hao smiled and sold her directly.
"You bastard, you dare to trick me?"
Only then did Jiang Mengting realize that she had been used by him.
"Jiang Mengting, from now on... you stay away from my sister."
Xiao Feng looked at her coldly.
"Xiao Feng, you misunderstood..."
"Mengting!"
Shen Hao interrupted her: "Our two families are family friends. You and I grew up together, and we can be considered childhood sweethearts..."
"shut up!"
Jiang Mengting screamed and almost went crazy with anger.
Shen Hao put his hands in his pockets with an arrogant look on his face: "Boy, if you dare to come to me alone to trouble me, don't even think about leaving alive today."
"That's right, a little brat dares to be so presumptuous."
"If you don't want to die, get out of here and don't disturb our work."
Several female models ridiculed one after another, daring to challenge Mr. Shen. You guys really think you have a long life.
"Brother, save me..."
Suddenly, the studio door was pulled open, and Xiao Qian, with disheveled clothes and disheveled hair, was caught by Director Gong just as she was about to run out.
"Xiaoqian!"
When Xiao Feng saw this, his eyes turned red, and he was filled with murderous intent.
"Shen Hao, I want you to die."
He jumped up and killed him. Shen Hao quickly retreated and let the bodyguards rush forward.
A dozen bodyguards held daggers in their hands and went straight to Xiao Feng's vital parts.
‘Crack!’
Xiao Feng stepped on one person's leg, turned around and overturned two people with two punches.
He was like a bloodthirsty beast, charging into the crowd and killing everyone.
"ah…"
Screams rang out one after another, and Shen Hao's bodyguards fell down one after another.
The lighter ones had their hands and legs cut off, and the more serious ones were directly paralyzed. In just half a minute, people were lying on the ground, and only one bodyguard was left standing there shivering.
"What?"
Shen Hao was dumbfounded, everyone in the audience was stunned, and Jiang Mengting also widened her eyes and covered her mouth.
Isn't this kid so capable? He's simply a killing machine.
The female models who had laughed at Xiao Feng just now were so frightened that their faces turned pale and they didn't even dare to breathe.
Xiao Feng turned around fiercely and stared at Shen Hao: "How do you want to die?"
"Xiao Feng, don't mess around."
Shen Hao's face was ashen and he stepped back tremblingly.
"If you dare to touch a hair of my head, my Shen family will never..."
'boom!'
Before he could finish speaking, he was kicked away by Xiao Feng.
The tables and chairs were all smashed to pieces, and several female models were frightened and screamed.
"Shut up!"
Xiao Feng glanced at them coldly: "If anyone dares to scream again, I will break their legs."
Several female models trembled all over and huddled in corners, daring not to make a sound.
"You bastard, you dare to hit me? You're dead."
As soon as Shen Hao struggled to stand up, he was kicked in the chin by Xiao Feng.
His body flipped backwards in the air and fell face down to the ground, his teeth and blood spurting out all over the floor.
"Xiao Feng, stop fighting."
Jiang Mengting was afraid that he would kill someone, so she quickly stepped forward to hold him back.
"Go away!"
Xiao Feng shook off her hand, grabbed Shen Hao's hair, and then slammed it to the ground.
Shen Hao's face was covered with blood after being hit, and he was completely unconscious.
Everyone in the audience watched eagerly, and no one dared to step forward to stop him. Even Jiang Mengting did not dare to speak.
"Don't... don't hit me. If you hit me again, I will die."
Shen Hao was lying on the ground, unable to speak clearly.
Xiao Feng stepped on his neck. Shen Hao's face turned red and he kicked his legs back and forth.
"Do you really think I don't dare to kill you? Huh?"
"In the eyes of others, you are the arrogant Young Master of the Shen family, but in the eyes of me, Xiao Feng, you are just an ant living an ignoble existence."
"stop!"
Suddenly there was a loud shout, and two old men in civilian clothes broke into the company.
"Two masters, please save me quickly."
As soon as he saw these two people, Shen Hao became energetic again.
"Who are you? Are you from the Shen Family Martial Arts School?"
When Xiao Feng saw how the two of them were dressed, he knew they must be warriors.
"Bold maniac, why don't you let the Third Young Master go quickly?"
An old man with white eyebrows glared and shouted angrily, his voice echoing for a long time, which showed that he was very powerful.
Shen Hao smiled ferociously: "Xiao Feng, you'd better kneel down and beg for mercy immediately."
"These two are the top masters of our Shen Family Martial Arts School. They are known as the Iron-blooded Demons in the world."
"What? Iron-blooded demons?"
Jiang Mengting's face changed drastically. She had naturally heard of the names of these two masters. They were both ruthless characters who killed people without blinking an eye.
"Hey Xiao Feng, just accept it when you're ready."
She whispered: "Except for the master of the Shen family, these two are the most powerful people in terms of martial arts. They are well-known masters in the world."
"oh?"
Xiao Feng smiled sarcastically: "So what? I even killed Shen Longjiu and Shen Maoyi without fail. It doesn't matter if I kill two more."
"What?"
"You...you killed Shen Longjiu?"
Jiang Mengting was stunned and dumbfounded.
No wonder he said he had a grudge against the Shen family and was determined to fight to the death.
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