Me who fears women travels with beautiful girls

Chapter 172 27, Is Broadband Safe (Thank you, the sea breeze is really gone)
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A dozen strong local Indonesians stood together, laughing and watching their own family tearing the clothes of these foreign photographers.At this time, dynamic and dynamic music came from the chicken farm behind them.

The sound of music is familiar to them.

It was so familiar that they all turned their heads away.

Accompanied by the sound of music, a man wearing a plaid shirt and a strange turban on his head came out of the chicken coop, holding a wildly writhing rooster in his hand, jumping under his feet in an extremely embarrassing and awkward movement. Dance steps, like convulsions.

Looking at the guy who came out inexplicably, the expressions on the faces of a dozen Indonesians gradually disappeared, becoming confused and incomprehensible.

Why is anyone dancing?

Why play this music?
Why put a chicken on top of your head?
Is this some kind of weird cult ritual going on?
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The screams stopped, and the panic on the director's face disappeared.It is said that when people see things they cannot understand, they will instinctively fall into sluggishness and silence.

He looked at the guy who put a chicken on his head and twisted his ass blankly. Indeed, although this guy put on makeup and blackened his face, he still knew this colleague even if he turned into ashes.

As a mature and professional director, Pauli can understand the behavior of these Indonesians taking off their trousers for filming. After all, this is a country that is very photogenic both openly and secretly.He can also understand that his colleague may want to save him out of good intentions, but he feels that he cannot understand the mental state of his young colleague.

The other members of the film crew were no better than the director. They were about the same age as Song Wenbin, and they could somewhat understand why the host of his own show danced. They had also heard this famous divine comedy.It's just that Song Wenbin was still singing and dancing when the director's pants were taken off and tied to a post. Is it really okay?

Among the crowd, only Wei Ning, who had barely escaped death, curled up on the ground with his pants in his hands and cried: "I'm disgusted!"

Disgust is dancing to the music.

who owns the garbage restaurant

i want to sleep with garbage

Di kalangan anak muda maupun orangtua
i want gaia and gourd

Why don't you give me a gift

The music became more and more dynamic, and Song Wenbin became more and more energetic, and even hummed.Those Indonesians were like Ronan who saw the star-lord dance, with a trace of sympathy and mentally retarded disgust on their faces.

Because the scene was too abstract, even the goats grazing nearby were stunned. They watched the human man twisting his body with the rooster on his head, and the grass gradually fell from his mouth.

Even a ram that was lying on the ewe's back and shaking its body stopped, staring blankly at the rare scene in its short life.

My man can't stop him from adding three pieces of fermented bean curd

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"Where the fuck did the mental illness come from?"

An unbearable Indonesian finally recovered from the mental attack. He strode towards Song Wenbin and cursed, "Hey! You, put my chicken down!!"

Song Wenbin didn't understand what he said, so he took three steps back to distance himself.Continue kicking and twisting the neck.

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"My chicken!!"

The Indonesian reached out to grab Song Wenbin's forehead.

"Is the broadband secure?"

Song Wenbin asked while holding his arm.

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Ding!
Accompanied by that magical ding.

A thick mop stick danced in the night like lightning.

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The three Indonesians who were standing outside watching the awkward dance fell to the ground in an instant before they even came to react, unconscious.

A black shadow flickered continuously in the night, and every time it flickered, an Indonesian fell down.At this time, they finally reacted from the magical local music, and turned around with loud shouts.Just before turning around, two more people fell down.

"Director Huo!!"

SEAL employees wept with joy when they saw that figure.

Shouted as if seeing the real savior.

The shouting and the fainted companion made the Indonesian who was grabbing the chicken with Song Wenbin furious, and he shouted: "Sneak attack!"

There was a language barrier, and Song Wenbin didn't know what he was yelling, so he stuffed the rooster that co-starred in his face and said, "Why are you so serious, I'm just kidding you."

That man was also a brave guy, as soon as he tore the chicken away, he reached out and grabbed Song Wenbin's face, and raised his knees, trying to imprint it on his face.Song Wenbin was startled, and quickly took a step back, avoiding the opponent's knee.

As soon as he avoided his knees, another Indonesian rushed over. He shouted: "He is not from our village, he is an outsider, and he is with those Chinese!"

As he spoke, he punched Song Wenbin in the head.

Feeling the howling wind of the fist, Song Wenbin shrank his head and flickered.

The man smashed his fist on the concrete pillar of the chicken farm, and instead screamed in pain.

Looking sideways at the man hammering his hand against the wall, Song Wenbin was amazed, just like a person who is proficient in rhythm listening to a babbling novice singing, the movements of these Indonesians seemed to him to be out of order It was messy and completely inferior to Huo Yu's professionalism and cleanliness when he frantically beat himself up in the past two months.

Good guy, has your fighting ability improved?
Song Wenbin thought to himself.

Amidst the screams, the Indonesian who was holding the chicken threw it away and kicked it over again.

Song Wenbin took a step to the left, and avoided the kick again without much effort.

"Hey, you're so angry. Can't you talk well if you have something to say?"

He persuaded while hiding.

Obviously these Indonesians didn't intend to have a good talk with him. Seeing Song Wenbin hiding several times, the two of them couldn't help feeling irritable, and one of them picked up the stick that was used to stir the feed in the feed channel and beat Song Wenbin.

Song Wenbin tilted his head, grabbed the stick with his hands, and then hit the opponent's nose with the back of his backhand.

Indonesia, who had been snatched from the stick, suddenly had blood in his nose, and he staggered back while wailing and clutching his nose.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't do it lightly or hard."

Song Wenbin saw that he had beaten someone with a nosebleed, so he quickly threw the stick and went to comfort him.

However, this action undoubtedly enraged the other party even more, they picked up the feed bucket on the ground and smashed it at Song Wenbin in grief and despair.However, before they could smash the bucket over, a stick flew over from behind and hit the back of the man's head with precision. The man rolled his eyes from being hit on the spot, covered the back of his head and rolled over, and the chicken feed was scattered all over his body .

The other Indonesian was also too frightened to move. He stared at his companion who was lying on the ground and twitched with wide eyes, and then looked back. At some point, there was a girl with a dark complexion standing next to him. The girl looked down at him, There was three points of contempt, three points of indifference, and three points of regret in the eyes.

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Song Wenbin's mobile phone music hadn't been turned off yet. Amidst the dynamic singing, Huo Yu reached out and pressed the Indonesian man's head, but the man didn't dare to move.

"do not"

Song Wenbin didn't yell out yet.

The Indonesian was pulled by his hair, and hit Huo Yu's raised knee with his head covered.The crackling sound of the impact made Song Wenbin's heart twitch uncontrollably.

He still remembered that Qin Moqing told him that Huo Yu was judo when he was in the national team. Although Song Wenbin didn't know much about judo, this movement was obviously not gentle at all. It was like a Muay Thai move, very fierce.

After dealing with the last Indonesian, Huo Yu clapped his hands and said relaxedly, "What am I talking about, as long as we knock them all down, we won't be in danger."

Song Wenbin looked back past her, and sure enough, the dozen or so Indonesians who had tied the director here all fell to the ground, and none of them stood still.Although half of them were sneak attacked because his mind was taken away by his awkward dance, Song Wenbin couldn't understand even if he knocked down seven or eight people head-on.He looked at Huo Yu with a relaxed expression in his heart. Is this person really a human from Earth?

"Hahahahahaha~"

Looking at the Indonesians being put around, Baoli, who was tied to the pillar, laughed and said, "Quick, Wei Ning, go check the camera and see if the wonderful scene just now has been captured."

As soon as the words fell, the stick that beat up a dozen Indonesians flew past the director's ear, Huo Yu turned his back to him and reprimanded him in disgust: "Old pervert, can you put on your pants first?"

Pauli didn't take it seriously. After being untied from the rope, he laughed and rushed to the camera with his pants in his hands, holding the camera to check like a baby.

"That's great, that's great!"

After checking the camera, Bao Li looked at Song Wenbin admiringly, and said appreciatively: "Comrades, we did a good job in this wave, and the program effect is great! It's a blessing in disguise."

"I can go to your show effect."

Song Wenbin looked at the director with distaste and said, if he hadn't put on his pants properly, he would almost have thought that these people were extra performers invited by Bao Li.

"What did you do, why did these people tie you here!?" He stared at Pauli dissatisfied and asked.

He didn't believe that these Indonesians would kidnap the director for no reason. If it wasn't for some purpose, the director must have done something excessive.

"What else can I do?" The director was surprised: "I didn't shoot much this time. I was buying meat, and suddenly a group of people rushed out to grab our camera."

"That's right, I'm tired, this time it's really not bad for the director, let's do a good job of purchasing, and we didn't do anything." Wei Ning defended in a low voice beside the director.

"Huh?" Song Wenbin frowned.

(End of this chapter)