Be a Superstar With the System

Wang Wangjiao does not understand Spanish, but he understands the north and the south of the palace!

It was obvious that the person said something just now, and then Gong Nan Bei got angry! Now that he saw the other party's crazy appearance, Wang Wangjiao was also startled, but he still walked in front of Gong Nan Bei and looked at the man and said in English: "What? Is this your way of hospitality?"

"Shit hospitality! You have to pay the price today!"

Gong Nan Bei seemed to touch the other side's Ni Lin, the man overturned the table in front of him, and rushed towards Gong Nan Bei.

The white man was tall and magnificent, and at least 1.9 meters, with obvious muscles.

Wang Wangjiao's legs were a little weak when he saw it, but Gong Nan Bei didn't talk nonsense. He stretched out his hand and pulled Wang Wangjiao behind him, and rushed towards the man.

Special! I'm already angry, come on! See who beat who!

Gong Nan Bei has his self-confidence. Before surviving on the desert island, he spent sky-high points to improve his martial arts and physical fitness. Don't look at this person, but Gong Nan Bei is really worthy of him.

The surrounding judges and directors also saw that it was not good, and shouted to stop, wanting to stop them.

Michael in the distance is also running here, Gong Nan Bei is brought by him, and he is also responsible for fighting.

But how could the two who were so dizzy with anger would listen? After two seconds, the two had already ran to each other.

The white man hit Gong Nan Bei's head with a punch. It may be very fast in the eyes of outsiders, but in Gong Nan Bei's eyes it is a slow-motion playback.

Gong Nanbei didn't even think about it. He squatted down and avoided the punch. Before that person changed his move, Shuanglong Tanhai with his right hand snapped his eyes directly at the opponent.

The man closed his eyes subconsciously, but he was still hit by Gong Nan Bei. Gong Nan Bei didn't kill him, but his eyes were human weakness. Even though he didn't kill him, this person still died in pain.

The other party closed his eyes and subconsciously covered his eyes with both hands and wailed.

At this time, Gong Nanbei had already got up, grabbed the other's head with both hands, and pushed his knees up!

The other party didn't have time to struggle, Gong Nanbei's knees made close contact with his face, and the other party's screams became more intense, as if they were killing a pig.

The nose was hit by Gong Nan Bei and spurted blood like a fountain, but Gong Nan Bei had no plans to stop. Since he can still call, it proves that he can hold it!

He kicked the opponent's crotch fiercely, this kick was extremely fierce! The white man who was still wailing before was like a chicken whose throat was instantly strangled. He only breathed in and did not exhale, fell to the ground and twitched in pain, but there was no sound.

Gong Nanbei spit on him, what a! Being a Huaxia is a good temper?

All of this is a bit long, but it doesn't take a minute to add it up!

First, the white man punched, and then Gong Nanbei counterattacked, slammed his eyes, knocked his knees, and the last flirtation of his yin leg was as fast as lightning.

Michael just ran over at this time, seeing that there was a sluggish white man on the ground and asked anxiously: "Mr. Fidel, how are you doing, how are you?"

The judges were speechless for a while, are they okay? Do you think he looks good in that way?

Gong Nanbei took out a tissue and wiped his knees, with Fidel's nosebleed on it.

After throwing the tissue on Fidel, Gong Nanbei turned his head and said to the already dumbfounded Wang Wangjiao: "This grandson said we are yellow-skinned monkeys, but I didn't expect that I knew Spanish."

These words are spoken in the national language, so I don’t worry about being understood by the other party. What can I do? What I said is the truth.

Wang Wangjiao, who was still a little worried about the end of the game, instantly came to his spirits, and immediately changed his expression to roar at Michael: "Mr. Michael! You have failed my trust! What did you say before? You said Li Jian Guo It's a friendly and tolerant country! There will be no discrimination here, but what about him? He actually called us yellow-skinned monkeys! Is it bullying us that we don't understand Spanish?"

Wang Wangjiao said angrily: "This matter! I will report it to the embassy! Let the embassy come to talk to you! North and South! Let's go!"

After talking about pulling the palace north and south, Michael hurriedly shouted: "Mr. Gong! Mr. Gong!"

But no matter what he called, Gong Nan Bei and the others did not stop thinking.

No one in the crew dared to stop, joking, can you beat anyone if you stop it? The one who started with others just now is still lying on the ground like a dead dog!

A few people walked out of the crew, and Bai Jingjing and Wei Shu, who were waiting outside, looked at the current image of Gong Nan Bei, and their expressions suddenly changed.

There was still Fidel's blood on Gong Nan Bei's knees. Wei Shu came to Gong Nan Bei in two steps, and said anxiously, "How?"

Gong Nanbei smiled and rubbed his hands and said: "I'm fine, that grandson will be fine for a while, and my last kick will be confiscated. Whether I can hold it is up to his luck."

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Wang Wangjiao and said, "It's recorded?"

Gong Nanbei knew about the button camera. Wang Wangjiao nodded and said: "It's always on, it's pretty clear."

Gong Nanbei wiped his hands again and said, "That's fine. I specially waited for him to fight first before fighting back. It should be considered as a legitimate defense. I should find a lawyer right away! Call Brother Han! If you can shoot this scene, you can shoot it. Waiting!"

"Understand, let's go back to the hotel first"

Gong Nanbei and his party got on the car, and Wei Shu's eyes looked dangerous at the crew.

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Not long after they left, the ambulance came and the nurses put Fidel on the stretcher bed.

Fidel kept howling, tears and curses along the way.

After waiting to send Fidel to the ambulance, Michael breathed a sigh of relief.

Lanska Martin walked behind Michael and smiled: "You still have such a vicious look at choosing actors. Gong's skill is really great! God, you didn't see it just now, but I can see clearly, no In ten seconds, Fidel was brought to the ground by him! Hahahahaha"

Lanska Martin smiled happily, because he had seen Fidel upset for a long time, but because of the identity of the other party, he couldn't say anything.

Thinking of this, Director Martin sighed: "You go and inform Mr. Gong, let him go back to the country or go to the embassy as soon as possible. If you beat Fidel, the people of the Adolf Group will not give up."

Michael's expression was also a little complicated, and he nodded slightly.

This white man named Fidel is the eyeliner of the Adolf Group in the crew! Although he is not a producer, his power is still not small.

Now Gong Nan Bei hit him as soon as he arrived, and with his yellow-skinned Asians, the Adolf Group would definitely not give up!

The fact that the crew fights is not big or small, but Gong Nanbei wants to continue filming in the crew for fear that it is impossible.

Michael's expression was complicated, and all the future he had dreamed of before collapsed under the fists of the two.

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