Before Xu Yifeng could finish his words, he was scolded by him.

This is not a joke. Sir Xu is a ruthless person who dares to catch a nuclear warhead with his bare hands. A mere seal of Yu Xiu is not enough for him to abuse food with one hand, let alone affect Sir Xu's life safety.

"Did your head be pinched by the door? What kind of martial arts master? Why do you care whether he has high martial arts skills? Use a gun, use a gun, point the gun, and the muzzle at his forehead and pull the trigger hard. You can see if the head is hard or the bullet is hard."

Xu Yifeng quickly hung up the phone, and the angry roar of Xu Sir echoed in his ear canal.

"How is it? Director said so?" Gu Guoqiang asked nervously.

Xu Yifeng gave Gu Guoqiang a blank look, turned his head to ask the assistant beside him, "Do you know where Hong Ye is?"

"I found out, I asked his agent. Hong Ye is now filming in the film and television area of ​​Asia TV station." Xu Yifeng's assistant replied.

"Okay, let's rush over now." Xu Yifeng decided.

"Wait a minute, isn't the Director's safety more important?" Gu Guoqiang asked unremittingly.

Xu Yifeng glared at Gu Guoqiang fiercely.

“Let’s go all!”

....

"Dad, hurry up and let go, it must be my stupid brother who made you angry." Xu Lele smiled and brought a cup of Longjing to Laodou.

Xu Sir took the tea brewed by his baby daughter with satisfaction. Although Xu Lele's skills in making tea could not catch up with Li Xin'er, Xu Sir was still very happy to drink.

"If you don't talk about this, where did we just talk about it?" Xu Sir asked lowered his teacup.

"Just said just now, after you shot a terrorist, continue to move up." A four-eyed girl with freckles on her face pushed her glasses and said.

"Oh, yes, I continued to go to the highest floor of Coindeau Hotel. At that time, the elevator was already controlled by the other party, so I had to climb the stairs. I met many terrorists in the middle, almost one shot and went to the highest floor." Xu Sir shrugged his shoulders and said in a slight sense.

"No, my godmother said that you met her when you were in the middle and rushed to the top together." Xu Lele immediately retorted.

"Is that true?" Xu Sir frowned. It was happening more than ten years ago, and he couldn't remember it very clearly, but it seemed that the first time he met Le Huizhen was at the Cointreau Hotel.

"Also, Xu Sir, we checked the news and newspapers of that year. The kidnappers who took hostages from Coindeaux Hotel were a group of well-trained terrorists. It's unlikely that you could shoot each other so easily! At that time, you were the policeman in the entire Coindeaux Hotel, so were you not afraid at all?" asked the four-eyed girl again.

"Do you doubt my shooting skills?" Xu Sir snorted coldly.

The four-eyed girl was so scared that she turned around and asked Xu Lele for help.

In fact, Sir Xu's shooting skills were not yet perfect, so this guy usually fired two shots to buy insurance.

"Although we can write a screenwriter, we also need to be in line with common sense logic." The four-eyed girl saw Xu Lele right beside her and said to Xu Sir with courage.

Several other female screenwriters nodded in agreement.

“…”

Xu Sir regretted that he promised his baby daughter to help her fiddle with any movie script.

"Dad, try to be more detailed! You promised me that you would adapt your story into a documentary movie for me." Xu Lele saw that he was unhappy and hurried over and hugged Xu Sir's arm and said coquettishly.

Xu Yifan is also very idle. It’s not good to check in and sleep in the office every day. He insists on agreeing to Xu Lele, a troublemaker, to help her fulfill her dream of fulfilling her director.

...

"The kung fu master I know will be hidden from the depth of his cultivation. Your generation's weapon king hides in the martial arts craftsmanship and is an actor. Who would have thought that the actor's martial arts were not performed?" Feng Yuxiu raised the sword in his hand and said, "Feng Yuxiu is asking for advice. Today we will determine the winner and the loss, and life and death!"

Hong Ye looked at the guy with a slight look in front of him, and instantly realized that the other party was the murderer who wanted in the newspaper and killed two martial arts masters.

Hong Ye suddenly drew out his long sword without saying a word, attacked first, and stabbed Feng Yuxiu in the throat with a sword.

"What a fast sword!" Feng Yuxiu shook for a moment, his feet quickly retreated, and Hong Ye chased him quickly, and the sharpness of the sword tip was always on Feng Yuxiu's throat.

Feng Yuxiu raised his sword to block it. Hong Ye turned his wrist holding the sword and almost cut off Feng Yuxiu's palm.

"snort!"

It was too late to withdraw, Feng Yuxiu snorted coldly, and simply ignored his wrists and stabbed Hong Ye in the eyes.

Hong Ye naturally didn't want to be a one-eyed dragon, so he immediately changed his tricks to make Feng Yuxiu's sword and abandoned Feng Yuxiu's palm.

The two continued to fight.

Hong Ye's sword technique is a coincidence, and his moves are always in line with the opponent's vital points. It is very vicious. Feng Yuxiu's sword technique also uses attack instead of defense. Almost all of them are strong attack moves. Once they are held, they either die or I die.

"ah!"

"Die!"

Hong Ye and Feng Yuxiu were about to open.

Feng Yuxiu looked down at his stomach. The clothes on his stomach cracked and a stream of blood oozed out.

"Okay, okay, okay, I'll say that martial arts are killing skills, killing skills, and it's so refreshing to fight." Feng Yuxiu's laughter was like a night owl, very harsh.

Hong Ye looked at his body, left arm, lower abdomen, and shoulders with one sword. The wound on his lower abdomen was much deeper than Feng Yu Xiu, but he lost.

Hong Ye made a gesture of refusing to accept the disadvantage.

Feng Yu Xiu laughed.

"I have just said that martial arts is a killing skill, which determines both the winner and the loss, and the life and death."

Feng Yuxiu Dan held the sword in his hand and turned into a tight clenched hand, rushing towards Hong Ye.

Hong Ye's face changed, and suddenly abandoned the sword and shot Feng Yuxiu with one sword. Feng Yuxiu barely avoided it. Hong Ye had already stretched out his foot to lift an iron stick on the ground and held it in his hand.

Every inch long and one inch stronger, the long stick in Hong Ye’s hand can really control the sword sealed in Xiu’s hand.

However, the weapons depend on who uses them.

Feng Yuxiu continued to draw his sword.

...

Xu Yifan was bragging about his history of Weishui to a group of young girls, and suddenly saw Xu Yifeng downstairs walking into the TV station with a group of policemen.

"It's Xiaofeng." Xu Lele's big eyes were also pointed enough. Seeing Xu Yifeng walking downstairs with a serious face, he couldn't help but scream in fear: "Dad, you won't really want someone to be unfavorable to you!"

"Hmph!" Xu Sir threw away the door. Xu Lele stuck out his tongue, knowing that he was angry and that his brother was in trouble. Although Xu Lele likes to bully Xu Yifeng, if someone really wants to harm Xu Yifeng, Miss Xu refused to agree, and immediately followed him and prepared to be a firefighter.

The remaining few screenwriters were unclear, so they followed them quickly.

"Lying down, try to relax." Xu Yifeng asked Hong Ye to lie down: "All the car is white, come and help him hold the wound."

Hong Ye nodded pale. When he saw the police arrive, he knew that he had escaped by chance today. Feng Yuxiu's martial arts was really powerful, especially when he started fighting for his life, he was even more murderous. Hong Ye almost lost all his courage behind him.

Although the people brought by Xu Yifeng had surrounded Feng Yuxiu, Feng Yuxiu and Xiahou Wu fought together. Both of them had extremely high kung fu, and their movements were so fast that the police present could only see the shadows and hear the sound of fists intersecting, and they could not aim at them at all.

"Yeah! Xiahou Wu, you are worthy of being my destined opponent. He said that you are the real number one master in the world." Feng Yuxiu was surrounded by the police and was not worried at all. While fighting Xiahou Wu, he laughed: "I will defeat you today and achieve the true unity of martial arts."

Xu Yifeng also drew his pistol, but Feng Yuxiu kept changing positions quickly during the fight with Xiahou Wu. Xu Yifeng was not sure that he would hurt Xiahou Wu without any hesitation.

Xu Yifeng didn't shoot, so the other police officers were even more afraid to shoot.

"Bang!"

But at this moment a gunshot sounded.

Sir Xu held a pistol, and the muzzle was still emitting smoke toward the ceiling.

"You two are very good at fighting, right?" Xu Sir cursed and walked quickly.

"Chief, please be careful. This person is a very dangerous murder suspect and can kill people with bare hands." Gu Guoqiang shouted quickly.

“Which one?”

"That one!" Gu Guoqiang pointed to Feng Yuxiu and Xiahou Wu and said.

"Stop!" Xu Sir shouted.

"Xu Yifan?" Xiahou Wu's eyes slashed when he saw Xu Sir and quickly disappeared.

"Gun God?" Feng Yuxiu saw Xu Sir's eyes shining.

"If you can block my punch, I will let you go." Xu Sir said angrily.

"I want to see your marksmanship." Feng Yuxiu said loudly.

This is the best time to shoot, but Sir Xu was speaking at the scene, and the police officers at the police department forgot to attack.

"Are you worthy?" Xu Sir pulled Xu Lele behind him.
Chapter completed!