When he saw Gu Qi, Frank couldn't help but see Hughes behind Gu Qi.
How could this brown-haired young man, who was very stunning at first sight, be so humble to such a fragile and incompetent Chinese girl?
"This time the program contacted local agency companies in China, and the two should also be Chinese artists..." the assistant reminded.
Frank raised his eyebrows and let out a arrogant laugh.
"Not surprising, after all, Chinese people have a strong sense of inferiority complex for their own appearance and figure. They like foreigners with tall horses, big blond hair and blue eyes. They are the kind of people who have very little national confidence, ah...
I remember they had an adjective for this behavior…”
Frank said in bad Chinese: "Welcome to foreign countries?"
"Hahaha."
"A good appearance like them should be very popular in China, right?"
"That's certain. Their status must be very high. I'm afraid that other artists in China must be very careful with them, otherwise they will easily be criticized by their fans!"
Just as Frank was pissing off his word and engraved racial discrimination in his bones, Michelle and Anderson were already approaching Gu Qi.
As professional killers, Michelle and others have their own code of conduct, cruel and ruthless towards their targets, but they are unconditional obedience to their superiors. Just like when Ji Tianyu asked them to kill, they never ask anything about the target.
information.
Who the target is and what it has done has no meaning to them, they just need to end the other person's life.
A qualified killer does not need curiosity.
And now, their superior is Gu Qi.
As soon as the two came over, Hughes mentioned the matter just now in a vague way. Michelle and Anderson immediately understood and prepared to attack the director.
Gu Qi: "..."
"You guys come back!"
Michelle thought Gu Qi was worried that the actions would be noticed by others and affected her career. She deliberately lowered her voice and whispered in Gu Qi's ear:
"In three minutes, we can solve everyone here. No one can survive until the fourth minute, nor will anyone tell what happened today."
Anderson: "If you are afraid of getting your clothes dirty, you can ask Hughes to take you there to rest first. Although these people are more than 20, they are all targets with very low military power. We can easily
Twist your neck, of course, if you didn't remove my pistol and dagger from me in the morning, I think it could be faster."
Hughes: "I won't let a drop of blood splatter on your clothes."
Gu Qi's mouth twitched slightly, and at this moment she realized how cute Qin Sheng was.
Not only is he good-looking, but his brain is also normal.
These three are obviously not very good at brains!
There is no common sense of normal people at all.
"Why do you want to kill him?"
Three of them took it for granted.
"He insulted you."
Gu Qi: "I am an artist. If it is for this reason, tens of thousands of people lined up to scold me every day on the Internet, how can you even kill me?"
Michelle and the other two looked at me, I looked at you.
"If there is their address, you can!"
Gu Qi felt that these three brains might have been away from normal people for too long. It would take some time to make them adapt to normal people's thinking.