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Chapter 232, Poaching

On the set of "Black and White Detective", directors Qin Chuan and Meng Haiou were busy working nervously.

The filming location was chosen in a neighborhood in the south of Kowloon. All the crew members were fully focused on their work, without any idea that a crisis was approaching.

A group of gangsters came to the street. They were armed with machetes and iron bars. They had ferocious faces and a knife-shaped tattoo on their left arm.

The Golden Knife Gang, a famous underworld gang in Hong Kong.

Ming Ruifeng from Tomorrow Film and Television was a gangster of the Golden Knife Gang before he made his fortune. He relied on the Golden Knife Gang if he wanted to give Fang Ming some blood.

This operation was approved by Lei Hentian, who was the second most powerful person in the Golden Knife Gang. Ming Ruifeng was full of confidence, and he was looking forward to the bloody scene with joy.

The leader of the gangster is called Pepper. He is tall and thick. He is a rough man in the true sense. From the day he joined the gang, he would not frown even if the boss asked people to kill him. The reason why he joined the gang was direct and simple: to eat.

As long as there is food to eat, the pepper will be strong, and it will be particularly fierce when cutting people.

He led these more than a hundred boys through the street corner, with such murderous intent that the passers-by were in panic. Pepper was proud of himself, holding the machete in his hand, looking forward to a bloody battle.

A woman walked over from the street corner. She was wearing camouflage clothing and had long hair.

Women? Pepper frowned. He was never interested in women. Didn’t this woman see so many knives? How dare she come alone?

"Go away, don't you see the uncle is here?" Pepper raised the knife in his hand.

"Bang!" The strong wind blew in the face, and the woman had already rushed over and punched Pepper on the bridge of the nose.

The bridge of Pepper's nose suddenly collapsed. Before he could react, the woman's violent fist kept hitting his face.

Red blood, white snot and transparent tears rolled out, and Pepper's face was as lively as a miscellaneous shop.

"Pah!" The woman stepped down. Pepper's chest felt tight and she couldn't breathe.

More than a hundred younger brothers just watched helplessly as their boss was beaten. They forgot to take action, and even their breathing seemed to have stopped.

This woman is none other than Zhu Lan, the captain of the Suzaku Squadron.

On the second day of the Black Panther Four Gang, Zhu Xiaoyao called and scolded her to death.

Zhu Xiaoyao was most concerned about Fang Ming's safety. Black Panther actually asked Fang Ming to go into battle and fight the opponent's snipers. This was too risky.

From that day on, Black Panther and Zhu Lan expanded their security alert to include not only Fang Ming, but also the entire Maosheng Film and Television Company.

The moment Pepper came forward, she was targeted by Zhu Lan, and she immediately attacked.

Without saying a word, he directly knocked Pepper down and trampled it under his feet.

After the more than 100 gangsters from the Golden Knife Gang were shocked for five minutes, they remembered that the boss was still at their feet, and they rushed forward with strange screams.

The swords were flashing, and more than a hundred men showed off their power in unison, the momentum was overwhelming.

"Whoosh!" More than a dozen figures shot out, and the members of the small team all took action.

Once a tiger enters a flock of sheep, no matter how ferocious the sheep are, they can only be slaughtered.

Blood rain filled the sky, and the cold light of the three-sided military thorns was extremely bright in the blood rain.

With uniform piercing movements, the Suzaku squad formed a unique battle formation. The advantage of this formation is that no matter which direction the enemy attacks from, more than three triangular thorns will pierce it fiercely.

In a one to ten battle, the Suzaku squad won without any doubt.

The gangsters in the underworld are all a mob, and how can they compare with the well-trained members of the Saber. The key to determining victory or defeat on the battlefield is killing skills and mental quality. Whenever one person retreats, it will inevitably cause panic in the entire group. Being able to face the bloody and cruel situation

Those who waver are the real warriors.

For fifteen minutes, more than a hundred gangsters, including Pepper, lay on the street wailing.

Zhu Lan clapped her hands, a strand of hair covering her forehead, and her voice was colder than raindrops: "Get out of here!"

As he said this, Zhu Lan kicked Pepper twice, and Pepper struggled to get up and fled in embarrassment with a group of his younger brothers.

The Golden Sword Gang was completely defeated. Many of the more than 100 people had their meridians stabbed and were unable to use force for at least a year. Zhu Lan waved his hand and continued to hide in the dark with a group of sisters.

On the other side of the street corner, Mingrui Feng is looking forward to good news from the Golden Knife Gang.

"Hoo!" The breeze blew gently, and Zhulan suddenly appeared in front of him.

"You ---" Before Mingrui Feng finished speaking, Zhu Lan reached out and strangled his neck, and lifted him up with one hand.

Octavia struggled hard, his face turned red from holding back, and he looked like a duck waiting to be slaughtered.

"Bang!" Zhu Lan gave him a fierce slap, and Octavia fell to the ground. The violent impact broke at least two of his ribs.

"Our President Fang said, we don't want to see you show up, otherwise-" Zhu Lan suddenly raised his hand and made a chopping motion, with a fierce look in his eyes that scared Mingrui Feng's guts.

After teaching Ming Ruifeng a lesson, Zhu Lan went back to report to Fang Ming.

The Golden Knife Gang has taken action, and it seems that it is bound to cause another bloody storm.

Fang Ming thought about it and realized that he was not fully prepared yet. He called Black Panther and said, "Let's get in touch with Xiong Kaishan from the Golden Knife Gang and tell him to calm down."

The Black Panther took the order and left. The only solution now was to stabilize the other party first. After all, the two gangs were only in a small-scale conflict and could not rush into a life-and-death showdown.

"Squeak", the sound of the door opening interrupted Fang Ming's thoughts. Tao Ziqian walked in with a smile, in a good mood: "Fang Ming, more than a dozen theater managers have signed cooperation agreements with us, "Black and White Detective"

The schedule is arranged in the Lunar New Year period."

The Lunar New Year period is a time when blockbusters gather, which means that "Black and White Detective" will have to compete fiercely with other blockbusters for the box office. Fang Ming firmly believes that this film from Maosheng Film and Television can definitely hit the market again.

Tao Ziqian put down the folder and did not leave in a hurry.

"Is there anything else?" Fang Ming asked.

"Can't you have a cup of tea if you have nothing to do?" Tao Ziqian asked playfully.

Fang Ming also smiled. He made a cup for Tao Ziqian and handed it to her.

"Fang Ming, there is a cocktail party in the afternoon, do you want to go?"

His schedule has been arranged, and Tao Ziqian will not mess it up for no reason. Fang Ming asked: "What kind of reception is so important?"

"The reception is not important. What is important is that we need to get to know two outstanding agents."

"Who?" Fang Ming raised his eyebrows.

"An Zhiwen and Minghao!"

"I'll go!" Fang Ming said decisively.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the reception was held.

Well-dressed ladies and gentlemen were holding red wine, chatting and laughing. The reception held by the Film Association was the best opportunity to expand their contacts. The moment Fang Ming and Tao Ziqian entered the venue, they immediately attracted the attention of many people.

Fang Ming took a glance and found that there were not many bosses from the entertainment industry, but mostly agents and directors.

"Mr. Fang!"

"Hello, Mr. Fang!" People who knew or didn't know each other rushed to say hello to Fang Ming.

The boss of Maosheng Film and Television, a rising star in the entertainment industry, and a top actor in the eyes of female artists. These identities combined together made the reception suddenly heated up.

Fang Ming returned the favor with a smile. Under Tao Ziqian's guidance, he quickly arrived at a corner of the hall, where two young men in suits were waiting.

An Zhiwen and Minghao are both gold medal agents of Donghuang Film and Television. After a few words of greeting, Fang Ming extended an olive branch: "Our Maosheng Film and Television Company is a vibrant company. I don't know if you two----"

Minghao glanced at An Zhiwen and motioned for the other person to speak first.

An Zhiwen said noncommittally: "Maosheng Film and Television has indeed achieved good box office results on several films, but the follow-up is weak!"

Frankly speaking, it seems that An Zhiwen is an outspoken person.

Fang Ming glanced at him approvingly and motioned for the other party to continue. Encouraged, An Zhiwen opened up his chat box. He directly pointed out the current shortcomings of Maosheng Film and Television, which was the lack of stars to join.

Fang Ming listened quietly to the other party's statement. He agreed with An Zhiwen's view, but he did not agree easily.

To put it bluntly, the competition in film and television is also the competition of talents. There is no doubt that big-name stars have unparalleled box office appeal. What An Zhiwen said has another meaning, that is, to raise his own worth.

In addition to being agents, An Zhiwen and Minghao are also involved in the top management of Donghuang Film and Television. Both of them have unique insights into the development of the company.

The conversation lasted for twenty minutes, with Fang Ming listening patiently and praising from time to time.

An Zhiwen's face was full of disappointment, but Minghao was calm about it. This attitude caught Fang Ming's attention.

An Zhiwen was too eager to express himself, but it was Minghao's open-mindedness and calmness that attracted Fang Ming.

When selecting people, you should not only look at talent but also quality.

Fang Ming had secretly made up his mind. Before leaving, he shook hands with An Zhiwen politely, but extended a proactive invitation to Minghao: "Mr. Ming, our Maosheng Film and Television Company welcomes talents like you!"

After leaving the reception, the cold wind outside was refreshing.

When the car starts, the lights on the roadside draw out colorful arcs on the car windows, blending with the gloomy night, which makes people addicted.

Tao Ziqian held her chin as she recalled the scene just now: "Fang Ming, An Zhiwen was more active than Minghao, why didn't you invite An Zhiwen?"

"This person talks too much, is eager to show off, and is too impetuous."

"But what he said does make sense!"

Fang Ming sighed and said: "Everyone who can make a name for himself in this circle has his own merits. Before I left, I said those words to Minghao just to see An Zhiwen's reaction. He was very excited at the time.

Disappointment, and even a look of resentment in his eyes, can I stay with such a person?"

The first priority in employing people is their moral character. Fang Ming can always look at the details and discover something unique.

"Gah!" The roar of a motor suddenly came from the street ahead, and a silver-gray car rushed over crazily.

The long street was narrow and there were vehicles on both sides, making it impossible to turn around. Fang Ming, in a critical moment, suddenly stepped on the accelerator and hit the other person.

Fang Ming's car looks ordinary, but it is equipped with steel plates. Ordinary cars are no match.

Seeing the black Ferrari pounce on like a mad tiger, the opponent's silver Volkswagen was slightly stunned. There are still too few people in this world who dare to risk their lives.

"Bang!" Fang Ming's car directly hit the side of the Volkswagen, pushing it out of the lane.

"Ziqian, sit tight!" Fang Ming warned, stepped on the accelerator again, and the black Ferrari turned into a bolt of lightning, speeding crazily towards the long street.


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