My system, you can't mess with it

Chapter 226 Chasing and killing (six more)
Yang Weiwei said: "I have a friend who is the host of a children's program on a TV station, and now they need a theme song for their program revision."

"The theme song for a children's show?" Xia Xing was taken aback for a moment.

"Yeah, that friend of mine is very picky. Although he has collected a lot of songs, he is not satisfied." Yang Weiwei said.

"What's the name of their show?" Xia Xing asked.

"That children's program seems to be called "The Windmill"!" Yang Weiwei said after thinking about it.

"Big Windmill", Xia Xing was immediately happy when he heard the name.

This children's program turned out to have the same name as a children's program in the previous life.

"It's fine for me to write songs, but she is the host of a children's program, does she have such great ability to let me enter the TV station?" Xia Xing asked doubtfully.

Yang Weiwei smiled: "She can't, but her father is the director of Shanghai TV Station, so you can say it."

"Of course, it must be done." Xia Xing's eyes lit up when he heard it.

Director of Shanghai TV Station, this weight is enough.

Now Xia Xing's qualifications and abilities are all right.

After all, Xia Xing is a well-known songwriter in China, and his performance in the radio station is also super impressive, and he is also a well-known writer. Such an identity should make various TV stations compete for it.

However, the problem Xia Xing encountered now was that he scolded director Gao Fei at the awards ceremony last time, and the influence was too bad.

Although Gao Fei has fallen, after all, his friends are very powerful in the circle, so it is very difficult for Xia Xing to work in the TV station.

If it can be done, this is a good opportunity.

"Okay, do you have a recording studio?" Xia Xing asked.

"Yes? You won't tell me that your song has been written." Yang Weiwei was stunned.

"Of course, this kind of song to coax children is too simple." Xia Xing laughed.

"Really? My friend is very picky." Yang Weiwei said.

"Don't worry, she's satisfied." Xia Xing was full of confidence.

After the two of them finished their meal, Yang Weiwei drove to the recording studio.

Not long after the departure, Xia Xing frowned.

"It seems like someone is staring at us." Xia Xing said in a deep voice.

Yang Weiwei was startled when she heard this, and then narrowed her eyes slightly.

"Could it be the paparazzi?" Xia Xing asked.

Yang Weiwei nodded: "It's possible, it's okay, I'll get rid of them."

Speaking of which, Yang Weiwei stepped on the accelerator fiercely and galloped towards the expressway.

As Yang Weiwei accelerated, the car behind also accelerated rapidly.

And Xia Xing found that there seemed to be more than one car following them.

With the help of clairvoyance, Xia Xing discovered that the people in the car were all holding iron bars and knives.

"Not the paparazzi!" Xia Xing stared.

You know, the paparazzi usually carry cameras and other video recording equipment, but the people in the van behind them all carry murder weapons.

"Sister Weiwei, did you offend someone? Those people behind are not paparazzi, they all have murder weapons in their hands." Xia Xing said.

"What? Xia Xing is sorry to trouble you. It seems that these people are looking for me." Yang Weiwei's face suddenly turned a little ugly.

There were four vans chasing Yang Weiwei's Ferrari crazily behind. Although the Ferrari was fast, due to the heavy traffic flow, it couldn't exert its speed advantage at all.

At this time, an auxiliary road appeared in front of her. Yang Weiwei was overjoyed and hit the accelerator, and the red Ferrari rushed down the auxiliary road like lightning.

There were basically no cars on this side road, so the Ferrari took advantage of its speed and roared away the vans behind it.

But Xia Xing did frowned. He had a feeling that Yang Weiwei had been fooled.

Sure enough, the Ferrari didn't go far, and the road ahead was blocked by a truck.

Yang Weiwei stepped on the brakes in a hurry and wanted to turn around, but the four vans behind had blocked the way back.

"Damn it." Yang Weiwei's face turned gloomy in an instant, and when she reached out, she took out a small pistol from her pocket.

"Xia Xing, I'll cover you for a while. After you open the door, run towards the road. They caught me..."

Seeing Yang Weiwei's resolute look, Xia Xing couldn't help feeling warm in his heart, this girl is quite interesting.

"Do you think I'm the kind of person who throws you here?" Xia Xing laughed.

Yang Weiwei glanced at Xia Xing and said, "Don't you look like that?"

Let me go, look at my violent temper, today I really want to prove it to myself.

Xia Xing looked out of the car and said, "Lock the car door, no matter what you see later, don't be too surprised."

At this time, more than a dozen killers got out of the four vans. These people had killing intent in their eyes, and some were carrying iron bars and some were carrying machetes.

At this moment, a killer who suddenly walked to the front felt a pain in his wrist, and then the iron rod in his hand disappeared.

Click!

The next second, with the sound of bones breaking, the killer fell to the ground with a thump.

"Third, what's wrong with you?" Seeing this scene, the others were stunned for a moment.

At this moment, click!
There was another sound of broken bones, and another killer's leg was knocked off.

"What's going on here?" Everyone was stunned when they saw this supernatural scene.

But that's just the beginning.

Soon another killer was hit, his leg was smashed and he fell to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, five killers miraculously fell to the ground.

At this time, the expression of a former mercenary killer suddenly changed.

"There are snipers."

It was the most plausible explanation he could think of.

When the other dozen killers heard this, their faces became ugly.

No one thought that there would be such a terrifying existence of snipers in a place like Huaxia, where guns are strictly controlled.

These killers didn't dare to move forward anymore, and they all fell to the ground with a plop.

Yang Weiwei was almost stunned when she saw this scene.

How is this going?

I saw four or five of the killers holding knives and sticks suddenly fell to the ground, and then all the others also fell to the ground.

However, the corners of Xia Xing's mouth raised slightly.

"You think it's over if you lie on the ground, it's more convenient for me to clean up you."

Xia Xing's transparent shadow clone waved the iron rod in his hand, like chopping melons and vegetables, and broke the legs of the assassins lying on the ground one by one.

Sadly, these killers discovered that the fucking sniper's marksmanship was too accurate, and he could hit them lying on the ground.

Seeing the legs of five more killers were knocked off, the other killers could no longer bear the feeling of fear.

Stand up and run.

Bang bang bang!
Xia Xing's transparent avatar wielded an iron rod and cut down two more killers, while the others fled into the van, turned around and fled.

Yang Weiwei was completely dumbfounded.

What kind of illness did this group of people have? They obviously had nothing, so why did they suddenly fall to the ground as if their legs were broken.

Could it be that these people are acting, but the acting skills are too good.

At this time, Yang Weiwei saw Xia Xing beside her, but found that he seemed a little tired, his face was pale, and even sweat was streaming down his cheeks.

(End of this chapter)