spokesperson for heaven

Lin Jing wanted to leave, but others didn't give him this chance.

As soon as he turned around, Jia Yuanxun said coldly, "Which company do you belong to?"

He kept walking, and said in a gentle voice, "Young Master Jia, I really have to leave."

Jia Yuanxun's assistant had already called to find out his details, "Jia Shao, this person's name is Lin Jing, he is a B-signed artist of Xingteng Entertainment, and his development is not bad. He just signed an idol drama a few days ago, and there is another Mango Channel's gold medal variety show, the endorsement is..."

Jia Yuanxun raised his eyebrows after listening, "The resource is good, it would be a pity if we lost it all at once."

Everyone looked at him, thinking that this ancestor had some bad idea to torture people.

Sure enough, Jia Yuanxun changed the subject and snorted coldly: "From now on, if you dare to take a step forward, I will send you a resource."

His assistant answered immediately: "Including endorsement, filming, announcement, etc., Mr. Lin, you have a total of 23 steps to go."

Lin Jing paused.

Seeing this, Jia Yuanxun showed a smug expression on his face, then retracted it reservedly, and coughed, "Look how frightened people are, it's okay to try a gun as a target, and I don't..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Jing moved again, and his pace became faster and faster, as if he was fleeing from some scourge.

It was impossible for him to go back and be a living target, but he was also afraid that this kid might go off if he was provoked, so after weighing up and down, he decided to leave here a few steps away.It is a short distance from the hall to the gate, so Jia Yuanxun must have no time to aim and shoot, as long as he goes out, no matter what kind of shooting game they are playing inside.

Seeing that he was still not threatened, Jia Yuanxun felt the embarrassment that his authority was being challenged. "You don't want the endorsement of the men's clothing brand? You don't want the variety show on Mango Channel?" Seeing that he still didn't stop, he said angrily, "Xiao Liu, check Check the investor of that idol drama and withdraw the role for him!"

Having said so much, Lin Jing still didn't stop, he was furious, "Lin Jing! 23 steps away, you can't even keep Xingteng's contract!"

Lin Jing didn't say a word, but said in his heart: Then hurry up.

When he had just sorted out the memory of the original owner, he was thinking about terminating the contract.

He walked to the door, but failed to leave, because there were still two waiters standing outside the door. Jia Yuanxun yelled, "Stop him for me", and the two of them clamped his arms, one on the left and one on the right.

Lin Jing didn't understand the service system of this club, so naturally he could only be taken back.

Looking at the person who was brought in front of him again, Jia Yuanxun was full of evil thoughts, grabbed his chin, and forced him to look up.

After examining it carefully, he suddenly smiled and said, "I've changed my mind. I won't let you be a target anymore. What a waste of such a beautiful face."

Wang Xu hurriedly said, "Young Master Jia..." Then Jia Yuanxun stared back.

Everyone knew that this little ancestor must have had some more insulting ideas.

He took the bottle of vodka just now from the side, unscrewed the cap lightly, pointed it at the top of Lin Jing's head, and tilted it down.

The transparent wine poured down his head and face, winding along his hair and cheeks into several cold streams, hitting his clothes like a thousand weights.

He closed his eyes calmly to prevent the wine from slipping into his eyes.

In the boundless darkness, the laughter around, Jia Yuanxun's humiliation, Wang Xu's applause, and a strong smell of wine, it is very strange that Lin Jing's heart that has been floating high since his rebirth fell to the ground. .

All positive emotions can be imagined, only the feeling of being humiliated can't lie, he really, really, came back to life.

Jia Yuanxun threw down the wine bottle and shouted exaggeratedly: "Oh, I accidentally slipped my hand and stained your clothes. What should I do? Why don't you take them off and get a new one?"

Lin Jing opened his eyes and smiled instead of anger. Jia Yuanxun was stunned staring at the smile. He actually saw relaxation and joy on this person's face?

Not afraid of losing resources and contracts, so happy to be humiliated?Where the hell is this fool? ?

Lin Jing licked his lips, and actually unbuttoned and took off his coat.

The more he cooperated, the angrier Jia Yuanxun became. He didn't feel the pleasure of achieving his goal. Instead, it was like punching cotton, "Keep taking off for me until you get naked!"

Lin Jing approached him with a smile on his face and a gentle attitude, but he completely ignored his order, "It's cold in spring, it's so cold without a coat, but I really can't wear this coat, Young Master Jia, you don't lack clothes, how about Lend me this piece to keep out the cold?"

Jia Yuanxun was short of breath, and just about to speak, Lin Jing took another step closer, and the heat in his breath hit his face, which made his mouth slapped with anger.

"You, you, what do you want," he said in panic, "I warn you, don't seduce me, I've read everything!"

Looking at the exquisite face so close, he suddenly began to involuntarily spit out sour words. For a while, he thought of the shameful flowers in the moon, and then thought of the beauties playing with the princes. , he hurriedly came back to his senses, a gentle touch came from his hand, and his heart jumped violently: he was so daring, so bold, to actually touch his hand! !

After hearing what he yelled, and seeing his appearance again, the onlookers couldn't help being speechless: You can pull it down, and read Qian Fan, Qian Fan is going to meow.

But I don't blame Jia Shao for his lack of concentration, it's really this little star named Lin Jing, who is too good-looking!

Lin Jing put his hand on Jia Yuanxun's hand, and pulled away the revolver with his thumb. He turned the wheel with his thumb, pointed the muzzle of the gun at Jia Yuanxun's forehead, and said with a smile, "Young Master Jia, what did you just do?" You said you wanted to use me as a target to test the gun, do you know what will happen if you try this gun?"

Jia Yuanxun regained consciousness from Qi Meng's dream, his face was worried, "What are you playing..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Jing raised his gun and pulled the trigger.

With a loud "bang", the lantern above his head exploded abruptly, and the colorful fragments smashed Jia Yuanxun's face, instantly leaving several bloodstains on his bare skin, directly smashing him there.

There was a sudden silence around.

Everyone was stunned by the sudden change.

Wang Xu was the first to react. Seeing that the situation was not good, he ran away.

He was thinking in his heart, if Jia Yuanxun, who didn't know, killed someone with a gun, the person behind him would definitely pick him out to keep him safe, but if the plan didn't work out, the person behind him wouldn't care whether he was dead or alive , he better get away quickly.

Unexpectedly, Lin Jing had been paying attention to his movements, and a shot crashed on the ground under his feet, and the broken tiles rushed up clamoring with broken shrapnel, and instantly pierced into his calf.

The injury wasn't serious, but the guilty person felt the pain and yelled "Awwhhhh".

Everyone looked at his bleeding calf, then at the shattered tiles and the bullets deeply embedded in the ground, and realized in astonishment: a real gun!

This is a real gun! ! !

Involuntarily, everyone's eyes fixed on Lin Jing's hand, and he flicked the barrel of the gun lightly, as if to shake off the burnt smoke from the muzzle, and then pointed the gun at Jia Yuanxun's assistant.

"Go and call the ambulance and the police," he said nicely.

No one was deceived by appearances anymore. He fired two shots without changing his expression, his feet never moved half a step, and the hand holding the gun was even more steady. This person looks familiar!The perverted bosses in the movie are all like this!

Moreover, quick-witted people immediately realized another thing—even Jia Yuanxun, a serious firearms fan, didn't realize that it was a real gun. How did he find out?

Thinking about it!

The assistant trembled and went to call the police. Lin Jing pointed his gun at Jia Yuanxun again, and he said with a smile, "Young Master Jia, I'm just a little artist who can't protect himself. I left the banquet and went home a long time ago. It has nothing to do with today's shooting. relation."

Jia Yuanxun still didn't turn the corner, and said in surprise: "You helped me solve a big problem. I haven't thanked you properly yet. How can you say it's okay? You..."

"Bang!" The shot passed through his crotch and hit the ground behind him.

"Bang!" "Bang!" The two shots passed by his left and right temples and hit the wall behind him.

After five shots were fired, there was only one bullet left in the revolver, and the barrel of the barrel was pointed at his face. The black hole in the gun and the dilated nostrils formed a pair of shadows.

He inhaled the strong black smoke into his nostrils, opened his mouth wide and "ha" twice, but was suddenly frightened back when he sneezed, tears streaming down his face.The cracked pieces of porcelain directly cut through the suit pants and got stuck in his two buttocks, causing pain to the chrysanthemum.

Shocked, he finally thought of the meaning behind Lin Jing's words.

Lin Jing: "Shao Jia must be a sensible person."

"Understood." Jia Yuanxun said in a repeated voice.

Lin Jing raised his head and looked around, a group of stern and introverted rich second generations were pecking at the rice in fancy cosplay, nodding their heads so that their shadows appeared, shouting "understand" unevenly, one by one competing with each other.

In their eyes, Lin Jing is no longer a cute little entertainer who is easy to bully, but a pervert who kills at the slightest disagreement!

It is not their fault that this illusion arises.

Lin Jing is naturally not a pervert, but he has a calm personality, superb acting skills, and has played many roles playing with guns.When he unreservedly developed his acting skills and intentionally intimidated others, in this very appropriate occasion, he achieved twice the result with half the effort.

He nodded in satisfaction and put the gun on the table.

Everyone's breath was relieved, but still no one dared to do anything to Lin Jing.There was a huge contrast between his calm movements and the vaguely revealing killing temperament, which shocked everyone severely.

Those who are close can even smell blood from his body - this is naturally only from Jia Yuanxun's scratched face and Wang Xu's bleeding calf, but under the influence of Lin Jing's superb acting skills, everyone has the illusion that the smell of blood comes from from him.Who would have believed that one person could act to such a degree?But Lin Jing can.

When Lin Jing walked to the door, everyone was slightly relieved. He suddenly turned back, and everyone was worried again.

Lin Jing knew the ups and downs of their moods well. He laughed and said, "Why are you so nervous? It's cold outside, so I'll borrow a coat to wear."

Jia Yuanxun's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said, "I'll give you mine!"

He was no longer angry with Lin Jing, and he was only grateful to him in his heart. No matter how stupid he was, it was impossible not to know how much he helped him today.If this shot was fired in his own hand, if blood was seen... the consequences would be disastrous!

Looking at Lin Jing now, he only thinks that this person is beautiful and capable, and his mind is full of thoughts of wanting to be friends with him.

Well, the first step in making friends is to borrow a coat!

"Emmm..." Lin Jing looked at the shiny silver windbreaker, hesitated for a moment and said, "Thank you, Young Master Jia."

"Thank you, thank you, how old am I, just call me Brother Xun."

"Brother Xun is polite. Then I'll be leaving. Goodbye everyone."

"Hey wait a minute," Jia Yuanxun strikes while the iron is hot, "I'm sorry for today's fact. You see, someday you still have time. Brother Xun treats guests to make amends. There is nothing wrong with delicacies from mountains and seas!"

Lin Jing smiled, Jia Yuanxun and the rich second generation are bullying by nature, and they can't be said to be bad in their bones, they are not good people after all.

"Then let's talk about it another day." He didn't refuse directly, put on his coat, and was about to leave.

It's a pity that God was determined to make things difficult for him, and this time, he failed again.

There was a loud bang, and the door of the banquet hall was knocked open, and seven or eight black-clothed men wearing plastic masks rushed in, each with a gun and full of evil spirits.

"Don't move!"

"All squat down for me!"

Some people didn't have time to think about the masks on their faces, thinking that the police had finally arrived, and immediately beamed with joy.

But the group of people said again: "Boss said, tie them up, hurry up!"

No matter how slow people are, they will realize that something is wrong. Will the police play bondage with you?

Lin Jing took a deep breath, thinking what kind of non-chief did the original owner commit today, and how did the unlucky things happen one after another?

He quietly touched the revolver on the table, tucked it into his waist, and then squatted down silently with his head in his arms, allowing the man in black to tie him up.

At this moment, he thought in his heart that today has reached this point, and nothing worse will happen.

Then, he was slapped mercilessly in the face by reality.

After several black-clothed men took full control of the field, two more black-clothed men came in outside the door. These two men were not that big, and they were similar in stature to Lin Jing. One was wearing a Monkey King mask, and the other was wearing a Zhu Bajie mask.

The Monkey King mask walked around all the "captives" and suddenly asked, "Which one is Jia Yuanxun?"

Everyone was shocked, realizing that this was a premeditated hijacking.

The "captives" had something stuffed in their mouths and couldn't answer this question. Jia Yuanxun himself couldn't be so stupid as to stand up. There was no movement in the field for a while.

"Don't tell me? Don't tell me, I know that Jia Yuanxun is wearing a piece today...Second, what are you wearing?"

Bajie Mask stepped forward and said, "Boss, it's the one wearing the silver windbreaker, the most conspicuous one."