I'm in Horror World, Taoism Exorcism

Chen Feng started to turn around in the room.

He had just taken a look at the bedroom.

The bedroom is normal, and there is no yin.

Now, he took a look at the outside reception room and the bathroom where yin was most likely to accumulate, but they were all clean.

"Strange, this room is very normal, it doesn't look like there is no spirit of death, how can your crew die three people in a row?

Anne Hathaway: "I don't know, but it's definitely - not normal."

Chen Feng nodded and was about to ask if he could take him to see the place where the three died.

But on second thought, the portrait didn't invite him, so why should he contribute in vain.

His task now is to protect Anne Hathaway.

As long as Anne Hathaway is not diligent, he can do little and not much.

After the three of Chen Feng had eaten, it was almost 7 o'clock.

So, the three of them joined Jimen and came to a medium-sized conference room on the third floor.

There were quite a few people in the room, more than 20 people.

Philip, who had just met once, and the priest Liman were there.

After seeing Chen Feng and three people coming in, Liman snorted lightly, turned his knees, and seemed to be disdainful of looking at it.

Chen Feng's eyes narrowed, his brows wrinkled, and he sat down with Anne-Heather.

Others are continuing to enter.

Until about 7:05, the conference door was closed.

At this point, there were already more than 40 people inside.

Many, like Anne-Hathaway and Philip, asked the poor to protect themselves.

However, as Anne-Hathaway said, many people hired burly bodyguards.

Chen Feng shook his head secretly.

Bodyguards may be good, but they are useless against ghosts.

Anne-Heather secretly introduced to Chen Feng that the few people sitting in front were producers, directors and the person in charge of the insurance company.

At this time, although these three people tried their best to behave normally, the anxiety in their eyes could not be concealed.

Producer, on behalf of the capital.

If a film cannot be produced as scheduled, the producer has to bear a great responsibility.

Director, naturally needless to say.

Insurance companies are the most anxious.

Because in Hollywood, a movie is bought with insurance.

If the film cannot be completed, the insurance company will have to pay.

Therefore, the insurance company hopes more than anyone that the crew can shoot normally and the film can be completed as scheduled.

While Chen Feng was looking at these people, these people were also looking at Chen Feng.

No way, here are all Western faces, he is Asian, it is too eye-catching.

A strong white man with a big shoulder and a round waist suddenly said, "Miss Hathaway, is this the bodyguard you hired? Does he know how to do Nessie Kung Fu?

"Hahaha……"

There was a burst of laughter, but it was unfriendly laughter.

Anne-Hathaway's face changed and she was about to speak.

Chen Feng pressed her shoulder and motioned her not to speak.

Chen Feng narrowed his eyes and looked at the strong white man: "I don't know how to kung fu, but it's enough to blow your pig head off. 99

Dignity comes from a tick, not a forbearance.

When the enemy provokes you, you can only let him know how hard your fists are, he will be afraid, and he will respect you.

,

"Are you scolding me?

The hundred strong men stood up at once.

Suddenly, everyone felt as if an iron tower was standing there.

This strong man is at least nearly 2 meters tall.

Chen Feng's height of 1.85 meters, compared with him, suddenly looked a little petite.

The strong man in the tower looked angry: "If you have the kind, come and compete, let me see your poor demolition skills."

Chen Feng: "Yes, but we have to agree first that the crying person who was beaten can't go to his mother crying.

"Aah..."

Some actresses couldn't help but laugh.

But more people looked at Chen Feng from different places.

Did he really dare to fight?

He also released such cruel words.

"That's exactly what I'm going to say to you. Hehe... I can't help it. The 99 tower strong man came to rhyme.

This conference room is quite big, the special police are in front of the seats, and there is enough space for a fight.

Seeing that the two of them really wanted to fight, Anne-Heather quickly got up and looked at a half-show middle-aged man in front of her: "Mr. Robbins, shouldn't you stop it?"

The man Anne Hathaway called Robbins was the producer of the film.

He shrugged: "It's about dignity between two men, and we shouldn't stop it.

・Seeking flowers・・

And, I believe that Mr. Ralph will be measured.

Don't worry, Annie. "

Robbins was talking about the dignity of men, but in fact, he believed that the towering man named Ralph would teach Chen Feng a lesson.

And he is happy to see this situation.

Exactly, to ease the depressing atmosphere between the crew.

Anne-Hathaway wanted to say something else, but a palm stretched out and pressed it on her shoulder.

That palm was warm and strong, and pressed her to the seat: "Don't worry about Annie, I will take measures in a proper manner.

Annie turned her head and saw that Chen Feng was smiling at herself.

She was a little stunned, and didn't know why Chen Feng had such a big heart.

Yes, you are an exorcist, and you are very good at dealing with ghosts.

But this is human.

"The police are worried about Annie, we should trust Master Chen Feng." Roman also spoke beside him.

Seeing Chen Feng's calm expression, she felt a little more confident in Chen Feng.

Although, she felt that Chen Feng's losing situation was still very big.

Chen Feng took his hand off Anne Hathaway's shoulder, walked in front of the seat, and stood in front of Ralph.

Immediately, the comparison of the size of the two people made this contest seem extremely unfair.

Chen Feng looked at the strong man in front of him: "Can we start?"

"Of course." Ralph said, relying on his strong body, grabbed a fist the size of a sandbag, and slammed it towards Chen Feng quickly and ruthlessly.

Bang!

Bang!

Two voices rang out in the conference room.

Before that, Chen Feng punched Ralph in the face.

With the last sound, Ralph's huge body fell to the ground.

At this time, blood flowed on Ralph's face, mixed with snot and tears, his face was like opening a soy sauce shop.

The bridge of his nose was broken, and the heart-piercing pain made him unable to control his tears at all.

I once watched TV and wrapped the face, the protagonists broke their noses, and then they continued to fight.

In fact, there are almost no such fierce people in reality.

When subjected to severe pain, the body will reflexively cry, unless very professional pain training.