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Wang Zheng sat on the stage without moving, he was only quietly waiting for the Director Zhang to settle this issue, there was no need for him to find trouble with him.

Director Zhang walked to the door from the stage with a frown.

"My friends, today is the launch day of our new movie. I hope everyone will give me some face. This is a bit of a toil fee, please accept it!" Director Zhang passed a stack of hundred yuan bills to the leading thug, telling him that the press conference for today would definitely be ruined.

The leader of the hoodlums sneered, and threw Director Zhang's money into the air. A stack of hundred-dollar bills filled the sky, and the flashing lights in the reporters' hands lit up the entire movie.

"Director Zhang, don't say that I'm not giving you face, we brothers have come here today to find Wang Zheng and Murong Yuyan. If you stand by the side, we brothers wouldn't want to make things difficult for you, but if you want to interfere, don't blame us for being sorry." While the leader of the hoodlums was talking, the brothers behind him had already started waving at the props on the set.

"Peng, peng, peng!" It only took a few minutes for the props on the set to shatter into pieces. The reporters were also scared to the point of screaming and running in all directions.

Murong Yuyan who was seated on the stage involuntarily grabbed onto Wang Zheng's hand, the other stars were all hiding behind the stage with the protection of the bodyguards, this matter had nothing to do with them, they did not want to stick their heads out.

Wang Zheng patted Murong Yuyan's hands as he looked at the hoodlums below. He had pretty much guessed the origins of these hoodlums. It seemed like he had been too gentle with them last night.

The security guards on the set were unable to stop the hoodlums at all, and were forced into a corner while pushing them. Director Zhang's face was gloomy, as he had been messed up by these hoodlums with just a single good press conference, would he still have the face to do such a thing in the future?

A few lackeys rushed to the stage and reached their hands out to tear off Wang Zheng's clothes. Behind Wang Zheng, Zhang Er'mao and Li Ergou's eyes were filled with anger, they did not care if they were opponents or not, and rushed forward to fight with their lives on the line.

Zhang Er'mao, who was fighting with the lackeys, hugged one of them tightly and laid down on the ground, pressing down the other one as he shouted, "Boss, run!"

"Boss, we'll deal with these hooligans. You go back first!" Lee Goudan followed up and shouted, but before he could finish, he was slapped in the face by a hoodlum using an iron rod. Lee Goudan's nose was immediately twisted to the side, and blood flowed out from his teeth along with his chin.

Looking at this scene, Murong Yuyan covered her eyes. Although she was afraid of urging her to escape, when she thought about how Wang Zheng beside her did not even move, she forced herself to sit on the chair, but her legs were still trembling.

"Hmph hmph, I've solved the problem that Xiao Hei did not solve, going back to the Qing Jiang hall is definitely something I have my hands on!" As for Director Zhang, who stood at the side, although he knew a few people in the city, they were on a completely different level compared to him. If he wanted to stop him, he would just beat him up.

The head delinquent took a step forward and walked straight towards Wang Zheng. In the end, the Director Zhang could only clench his fists and didn't stop him.

"Brat, do you know what it means to be able to escape the first fifteen years of life? Today, your Master Shu will give you a long memory. " As he spoke, he reached out to grab Wang Zheng's collar.

In a split second, Wang Zheng's expression changed from indifferent to angry. The moment he stood up, his hand had already tightly grabbed onto the metal chair.

"Crash!" The metal chair smashed onto Master Shu's body, causing golden stars to appear before his eyes. The pain on his back caused him to involuntarily fall and roll on the ground.

"Master Shu? I'll turn you into a mouse today! " Wang Zheng sneered, turned and shot a glance at Murong Yuyan, who then hurriedly got up from her seat and hid to the backstage.

"Crunch." The hardness of the metal was not something a bones could compare with. When Wang Zheng stepped down the stool, Master Shu's arm immediately twisted into a strange shape, making people's hearts shiver.

"Usually when Mr Wang is quiet, I never thought that fighting would be so fierce!"

"It's too scary. Do you guys think that the Mr Wang is the son of some big boss of a gangster race? Otherwise, how could he be so rich and even provoke so many gangsters?"

"I think so, but let's not have any ideas about Murong Yuyan in the future, otherwise the one screaming on the ground will be us!"

"..."

A few of the first-rate actors who were scheming against Murong Yuyan began to tremble in fear, and their lower bodies involuntarily twitched. If they really touched Murong Yuyan, then with Wang Zheng's level of shamelessness, they would definitely be crippled.

At the front desk, after Wang Zheng used the iron chair to smack Master Shu unconscious, he immediately rushed down the stage. The iron stool in his hands violently jerked, and the lackey who was beating up Zhang Er'mao and Lee Goudan immediately fell to the ground, with his hands behind his back. The lackeys who were hit by Wang Zheng started to moan, and the iron stool in Wang Zheng's hands had a dent.

He had always thought that Wang Zheng was just a second generation rich man, but now, it seems that Wang Zheng's background was not that clean anymore.

Just as Wang Zheng was looking coldly at the hoodlums, a group of men in black suddenly charged in from outside the stage. They wielded heavy firepower, which scared the Director Zhang to the point that he started to break out in cold sweat.

"Everyone stop!" The people who rushed in roared angrily. Just as those crazy hoodlums were about to curse, they turned into kittens and threw away the metal sticks in their hands the moment they saw the heavy firepower.

"F * ck, has the world gone crazy? How did the kidnapping of the underworld become a gunfight!"

Those celebrities who saw the appearance of the heavy firepower from backstage began to tremble. Hiding backstage could guarantee that the hoodlums would not affect the innocent, but if the heavy firepower were to fire, it would truly be difficult for them not to be affected.

"Everyone, we are all under the Elder Jiang. If you want to rob us, get out of the way." Master Shu wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead. If he really used so much firepower to block the bullets with his own flesh, he might not even finish firing them all even if he turned them into a sieve.

The leading black-clothed man laughed coldly as he walked in front of Wang Zheng with large strides, staring at him.

Master Shu's heart shivered: "Could it be that these people are here for Wang Zheng as well? Looking at their faces, it seems Wang Zheng did not provoke them, right? "

Master Shu had already started to admire Wang Zheng, no matter who it was, Wang Zheng dared to offend, and now, he had really kicked a steel plate.

The black clothed man stared at Wang Zheng for a long time, then bowed and said: "I wonder if we would welcome the famous Hei Feng coming."

Looking at the actions of the black clothed man, Master Shu felt as if countless mosquitoes were flying in his mind.