The ace broker of superstar development

Chapter 92 Video Fraud?pebble hit rock (5)
"Ordinary people may not get anything, but not necessarily me." Dong Meng raised her eyebrows and looked out the window.

It has always been the specialty of female generals to torture people to extract confessions.

I don't know how long these little brats can last, so don't let yourself be too bored.

The few people in the night seemed to have a premonition of their tragic fate, and their bodies twitched slightly under Dong Meng's nostalgic gaze.

The female general's method is not only effective, but also very subtle.

At least when the people sent by Feng Ling accepted them, except for the first man who entered the house, there were almost no obvious wounds on the rest of them.

But when they looked at Dong Meng, they seemed to see a ghost.

Terrified, fearful, more panicked than a mouse seeing a cat.

It was also difficult for Han Yunxi to maintain her usual calm expression, so she took a deep breath.

"Being friends with someone like you is really happier than being enemies."

Only today did I know what real cruelty is, and I didn't see what kind of torture tools Dong Meng used, but just touched the opponent's body, and the few people showed painful expressions like being eaten by thousands of insects and ants.

"So don't be my enemy." Dong Meng smiled and looked at Han Yunxi. The cruelty of the cold weapon era is far beyond what modern people can imagine.

Han Yunxi's eyes flickered, and then she nodded.

"I'll pay attention."

For a person like Little Boss, being a friend is indeed more enjoyable than being an enemy.

The two looked at each other, and a faint smile appeared on their faces at the same time.

"What, those people failed!" Han Feng gritted his teeth angrily, and his usual solemnity turned into forbearable rage.

"Father, that person is really my sister?" Han Xi who was eavesdropping on the phone blinked, wondering what he was thinking.

After seeing the face similar to his own in the clip, Han Xi's initial suspicion mixed with jealousy and hatred turned into another kind of thinking.

Especially when she finally learned from Han Feng that this woman was her half-sister.

"Father, isn't it?" Seeing that Han Feng didn't answer, Han Xi's voice was a little coquettish.

Looking at Han Xi's face, Han Feng snorted coldly: "She is just an enemy of the Han family now."

If possible, I really want to trade Han Yunxi for this idiot Han Xi.

How could he discover that she had such a good talent when he was a child? When he finally realized it, Han Xi had already learned to look at him with a pair of unemotional eyes.

Although he still called him father, the hatred that flashed from time to time made him tremble with fear.

"That is to say...she saved Uncle Feng and Aunt Feng?" Han Xi selectively ignored Han Feng's words, sinking into his own fantasy: "She can act because she looks similar to me." Somewhat similar, hmph, I'm much prettier than her, if I'm allowed to act, I'm sure I can act better than her!"

Han Feng glared at Han Xi indiscriminately, but his tone was deliberately gentle like a father: "What's so good about being a star, it's nothing more than a low-level actor."

"What's wrong with that... How many people worship it."

Han Xi imagined that no matter where he went in the future, there would be countless cheers and applause.

At that time, even Feng Ling will bow down under her skirt...

"Xiaoxi, why do you have such an idea, don't you know how many dirty things there are in the circle?"

Han Feng wanted to persuade with gentle words, but couldn't help getting more and more angry.

This kind of idiot is nothing compared to Han Yunxi.

She entered the entertainment industry to discredit the Han family.

Seeing what Han Feng wanted to say, Han Xi suddenly interrupted him.

"The celebrity is so famous, and the endorsement of an advertisement is several million, which is much more than the pocket money you gave me."

Thinking of the cards that Han Xi had maxed out, Han Feng sneered silently, and Han Yunxi blinked innocently: "Besides, I really look like that person. If you are so capable, replace her with me."

Calling up the video from the pad, Han Xi put it in front of Han Feng's eyes as proof: "Look, does it look like it?"

Han Feng narrowed his eyes and watched a few clips.

The workmanship is excellent, the picture quality is beautiful, and the plot is moving enough. The female ghost played by Han Yunxi is also very distinctive.

Han Feng was originally impatient, but his eyes gradually focused on Han Yunxi's face.

The two daughters look so similar... If you don't make good use of it, it would be a waste.

In the past, Han Yunxi was most likely to play the role of Han Xi. Perhaps, one of them could completely replace the other?

When Han Feng was thinking about it and was about to make a plan with all his energy.

The football video was also released. If these two reporters had enough time and energy to follow the whistle, there would naturally be a powerful media behind them.

A single spark is enough to start a prairie fire, let alone such a raging fire.

When the video appeared on major websites, with a headline and the name of the national football team, it was immediately watched and downloaded.

People are more delicate than flowers, and desires are higher than those of God.

A slender girl can catch so many penalties.

It's not a miracle, it's a miracle.

The men who watched the video widened their eyes and opened their mouths, which was more frightening than seeing a UFO from an alien.

"Fuck me, there is hope for the rise of football in the kingdom of heaven. Although I have despised men's football for so many years, I really want to say after watching the video that I don't blame you this time."

"Although God once said that if football in heaven can rise, I will believe in Buddha, but this time, whether you believe it or not, I really believe it."

"In the past, the national football team basically relied on walking, passing the ball by watching, stopping the ball by hands, passing by roaring, defending by cuddling, shooting almost none, the goalkeeper trembled when he was scared, and losing the ball basically didn't worry about it. Seeing this girl, I have no pain in my waist and legs, and I can go up to the fifth floor in one breath. This is the real hope. The video is a bit blurry. I beg for the name of the girl. You are my Venus and my goddess. "

"I laughed so hard upstairs. Venus is a goddess with a broken arm, okay? Our goddess has so flexible hands, comparable to me who has been single for 29 years. Although this video gave us a shot in the arm, I have to remind Everyone, this is most likely fake."

"I also think that this is a rehearsed edit."

"It's kind of true to look at the strength, but you can't fool my sharp eyes. As an old fan for decades, I can say responsibly that even the world's top goalkeepers can't miss a goal in such a wheel battle. After all, we can see in the video that some of the balls have good strength and angles."

Men love football, and the World Cup is held every four years, which is enough to make men restless, angry, have headaches, and ask for leave to recuperate.

This sentence is the truth, the undeniable truth.

(End of this chapter)