"Boy, you are just a troublemaker. Do you know how worried I am that you will cause trouble? And you are indeed causing trouble again!"

"I watched the TV broadcast and when I heard you recite the poem 'The wind and rain in Zhongshan became yellow', I was almost laughing. Hahaha..., and when you finished reading the poem, I was so excited! The pride filled my chest, so satisfied!"

"You later challenged Hong Kong film critics and even peeled off the fake Tai Chi master. It's so refreshing, but the impact is a bit bad. But your personality is not afraid of this day, forget it... it's useless to say it."

In a roadside shop in the Magic City, Zhou Qingfeng and Xiao Jinlang had midnight snacks together. He was "driven away" after only one day in Hong Kong. He was so fussy that the organizers of the Return Commemorative Event were afraid, although he did trigger a craze for the love of flower-growing culture.

Xiao Jinlang kept saying it, and finally asked, "Boy, how did you do one-finger Zen? It's a pity that I didn't come to the scene to see it with my own eyes. Why don't you come again to see me?"

Zhou Qingfeng was dealing with a pork elbow, but when he heard this, his mouth kept erecting his index finger. The finger was almost swollen like a pig's trotter, and was wrapped in a layer of swelling-relieving gauze.

Xiao Jinlang glanced at the finger for a while, and finally shook his head and sighed: "I really don't know you. I have known you for more than two years, but I still don't understand what your origin is?"

After gnawing the last pork hand, Zhou Qingfeng grabbed a few and wiped his hands and mouth. At this moment, there were more than a dozen plates in front of him, and there were a lot of bones left. "Why do you have to know my origin? Aren't we working together now?

After Zhou Qingfeng had enough food and drink, Xiao Jinlang took out a document from his pocket and handed it over, "You have made a lot of noise in Hong Kong, and you will immediately become a thorn in others' eyes and a thorn in the flesh."

"I have always been more enemies than friends, which is not uncommon." Zhou Qingfeng took the document and was a series of screenshots of the website page and some interrogation drafts. He has the ability to be 'very language' and directly scan and read the various texts on it.

First of all, the global hunting order was released on the internal website of the Middle East terrorists. Because of its excellent performance in the movie "Blood and Fire" that reflects the Syrian issue, Zhou Qingfeng not only won the best actor nomination for Cannes, but was also hated by extreme terrorists.

"Say I blasphemed Allah? Hahaha... If those guys with problems know that I have killed a large number of members of the Isis and Nusra Front in Syria, I would be so angry that they exploded on the spot." Zhou Qingfeng put down the document indifferently.

Xiao Jinlang reminded seriously: "You have to be careful. I advise you not to go to Cannes. France is not safe now, and there are so many green believers in France, and the public security situation has become extremely poor. We have received information that it is not just extremists, but someone really pays a lot of money to kill you."

"Who wants to kill me?" Zhou Qingfeng was a little alert. If an ordinary person wants to kill him, Guoan naturally stopped him. The person who can even make Xiao Jinlang unable to deal with is definitely not an ordinary person.

Xiao Jinlang pondered for a while and said, "Do you still remember the little girl you rescued in Syria?"

"Of course I remember." Zhou Qingfeng nodded.

"The girls trade in the Middle East is particularly rampant. The girl you rescued is probably not what the unlucky prince wants, but it may be given to others.

You should know that those rich oil tyrants have reached the point of being arbitrary to satisfy their selfish desires. If you are hated by these people, they will try their best to kill you. Those guys have money in their hands and will never give up to achieve their goals.

The character you play in 'Blood and Fire' has a plot to save the girl in the war, which in some people thinks you did what you shouldn't do."

Xiao Jinlang opened the document again and found a secret language on the international killer website and said: "A man called the 'Prince' posted this message. He wants your life and the reward is 100 million US dollars, or any condition of the same value."

Zhou Qingfeng finally became a little interested and looked through the documents provided by Xiao Jinlang again. Xiao Jinlang continued: "When you were in Hong Kong, we caught two people who came to kill you. It was only a few hours from your appearance to the killer coming, you really aroused the greed of many people."

"One hundred million US dollars!" Zhou Qingfeng didn't expect that someone would spend such a large sum of money to kill him. "If I were to do this, I would like to make this vote. So who is this guy called 'Prince'?"

"No one knows who he is? But he often posts some huge rewards, such as collecting a treasure, killing someone, or other things that show his identity. According to our analysis, we only know that he should be a very powerful and rich figure in the Middle East."

According to the document Zhou Qingfeng saw, this "prince" is quite powerful. The other party must be a nobleman and has a wide range of connections. His power is not only in the Middle East, but also in Europe, many people obey his orders.

"We are really rich these days," Xiao Jinlang continued: "Some secret organizations in Europe that specialize in serving the powerful and powerful have special abilities and should not be underestimated. For example, two years ago, you brought a batch of oil paintings for us to sell them, and the help of an underground auction house is an underground auction house.

This kind of organization often has a history of hundreds of years, like a variety of vines that penetrate into all levels of society, with complex and complexity. They sell not only oil paintings of unknown origin, but also beautiful women or outstanding craftsmen. Crowding their lives is also their job."

Obviously, the National Announcement of Flower Planting is beyond the reach of those organizations in Europe. And there is no way to deal with the mysterious "prince".

Seeing that Zhou Qingfeng was still not afraid at all, Xiao Jinlang sighed again: "I said so much, you still have to go to Cannes, right?"

Zhou Qingfeng also sighed, "I came with four friends just to pull them around. I have promised them to have a good time at the Cannes Film Festival. If they say they don't let them go now, they will be very unhappy."

As soon as she finished speaking, the tall Katerina walked in from outside with a big bag. She heard the words at the end of Zhou Qingfeng and asked, "Who is going to make us unhappy?"

Miss Fox also walked in with more than a dozen shopping bags. Hearing this, he frowned and asked, "What happened?"

The butcher and Minsk laughed haha, followed behind. Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, they asked blankly: "What's wrong? I see that your expressions seem to meet an enemy."

Caterina had already snatched the documents from Zhou Qingfeng's hand, glanced a few times and asked a few more questions, and finally cursed angrily: "Just because of the threat of a few shit, can't I go to France? I want to punish them on behalf of God."

Lina also snatched the documents and looked at them, shouting with a gloomy face: "This is my only holiday in more than two years, no one is allowed to destroy it. I have to go to France, I want to wear beautiful clothes and walk the red carpet to Cannes."

The butcher stopped looking at the documents and said directly: "Actually, I don't mind killing a few garbage while traveling. This is an effective way to ensure my combat status at all times. Minsk, what do you think?"

Minsk nodded, agreeing very much.
Chapter completed!