Several martial artists who were covering their wounds and wailing were instantly so frightened that they covered their mouths and did not dare to speak.

"Snapped"

Not far away, a reporter who was filming secretly stared at his smashed camera with wide eyes.

It was Huang Jiacheng who smashed it with a wine bottle!

"Clap again, believe it or not, I'll tear your fucking head off!"

immediately……

The reporter saw Huang Jiacheng giving him a ferocious look.

He was so frightened that his face turned pale and he huddled in a corner subconsciously.

"Xiao Zhou, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Although director Huang Jiacheng was very weird when making movies, Zhou Yang had never seen him get so angry.

However, when facing Zhou Yang, Huang Jiacheng's angry voice subdued and became as gentle as before.

He looked at Zhou Yang and saw that Zhou Yang's face was also stained with blood, but it seemed that there was nothing wrong with him.

"These bastards would be ruined without me. You fought well..." Huang Jiacheng glanced at the people next to Zhou Yang.

Good guy...

These people were all knocked unconscious, and one even had his nose broken.

The siren sounded outside, and then the ambulance crews rushed in immediately...

After Huang Jiacheng saw that the celebration banquet that was supposed to be extremely festive was smashed into a mess, he glared at Donnie Yen and Huo Yuanjie again.

"I can't hide this matter anymore. Please think about how to explain it to the public media. If the movie box office suffers a loss because of this matter..."

Huang Jiacheng's expression was gloomy.

He did not continue.

But the murderous expression told everyone that he was very angry now!
Chapter completed!