ghost on paper

Chapter 195 The Male Protagonist (Earth)

A black limousine.

Truman was squeezed in the back seat by two strong men.

Opposite him sat a bald man wearing clogs, with a Japanese short knife stuck in his waist. Although it looked nondescript, it was the standard attire of the underworld in Wanwan Province.

The bald man was on the phone, and said to the phone, "Master Wen, what should I do if I caught it? Reclaim it from the sea or send it to Shoushan for burial?"

While talking, the bald man glanced at Truman with his eyes. His eyes were small, and the gaps between his eyes were full of fierce light and coldness. He looked like he had indeed been murdered with blood on his hands. Scared to pee my pants.

But the bald man noticed that this beautiful little fresh meat called 'Truman' still had that smiling expression, was he scared stupid?

"This kid seems to be scared out of his wits." The bald man said to the phone, "I'll show you the video."

The bald man pointed the front camera of his phone at Truman.

Truman saw an old man with gray hair neatly brushed back from the screen, a black casual suit, a dark red shirt with three buttons loose on the top of the shirt, a thin body and a thin face, the bridge of his nose was like a blade, and his eyes were extremely sharp. With spirit, the two thick eyebrows are like thick ink splashing, and the aura of the big boss can be felt even through the screen.

Master Wen looked at Truman, and laughed after a long while, "You're still a baby, why don't you kill people, we're a serious entertainment company, invite him to make a movie!"

"Haha~" the bald man laughed, and when he smiled, the ferocity on his face turned into a lecherous one, and the bald man glanced at Truman, "This little doll is so pretty, it must be very photogenic."

The bald man hung up the video, and then saw that Truman had been calm but didn't react, so he patted his face, "Little baby, you are lucky, I will introduce some Japanese teachers to you later. For a while, you have to act well later."

"Acting? Is it acting?" Truman's eyes lit up, "Are you going to invite me to act? I thought you were going to kidnap me."

"Yes, please be the leading actor." The bald man smiled maliciously.

"You guys are so nice, you even went to the airport to pick me up." Truman also laughed.

"Haha~ Yes." Everyone in the car laughed, and the atmosphere was filled with joy.

……

Truman is lost.

When receiving this news, Lu Linlang's head was about to explode.

The little assistant she sent to follow Truman is now standing in front of her despondently, waiting for the storm that she may suffer, but Lu Linlang did not get angry with her, but sat there for a while, then took out the phone Call Zhang Xingyun.

Zhang Xingyun arrived at the hotel one step earlier, and was resting late at night. After receiving the call, she woke up instantly and asked Lu Linlang to go to her hotel room. The three women began to study where Truman had gone.

It is impossible to lose.

It is impossible for a living person to disappear.

It can only be picked up by someone...or kidnapped.

"Call the police!" Lu Linlang said.

"No!" Zhang Xingyun immediately shook her head, "Wanzhou Province is no better than the mainland, the underworld forces here are very rampant, once this matter becomes serious, they may be forced to hand over the Truman under pressure, or they may silence the Truman, it's too risky. "

"Then what should I do?" Lu Linlang had no choice. In mainland China, she still had some connections in the Tao, but in Wan Province, her eyes were completely darkened.

"I'm asking someone." Zhang Xingyun took out her mobile phone and dialed a number she thought she would never make again.

The call was quickly connected, and it was already two o'clock in the morning, and it was obvious that the other party was not asleep.

Zhang Xingyun said: "Fan Xuanxuan, if Truman was taken away by you, you'd better hand him over right away. The problems between us should not involve children."

After waiting for a while, there was no sound from the other end of the phone.

Zhang Xingyun was also in a hurry, and laughed at the other end: "Fan Xuanxuan, do you dare to act or not? I remember you are not such a seedless person?"

"Ah!" There was a drake-like voice from the other end, and the phone was hung up.

Zhang Xingyun listened to the busy tone and looked at the mobile phone in his hand, feeling baffled.

"She lost her voice." Lu Linlang reminded Zhang Xingyun.

Ah... Zhang Xingyun just woke up.

……

At the same time, Fan Xuanxuan also woke up. She already knew that Xing Shuwen had tied up Truman, and she was going to send Truman to make a third-grade movie, which made her very excited.

Indeed, Xing Shuwen is a bigwig in the Gulf Province, but he still has activities in the mainland, so he doesn't dare to do anything to Truman, breaking his arms and legs, or even sinking people into the sea, Xing Shuwen is absolutely unacceptable I can do it, but it's not a big problem to 'invite' Truman to make some tertiary films.

Even Xing Shuwen will pay Truman's film salary. As long as this film spreads, Truman's stardom will be completely over. If you don't fight or kill, Fan Xuanxuan's bad breath is so happy.

Xing Shuwen has a lot of "so-and-so media" under his command, shooting bases and communication channels are all available. This is really a wonderful plan. Fan Xuanxuan is so excited when he thinks about it, so when she saw Zhang Xingyun calling, she actually answered I completely forgot that I was recovering from my aphonia, so I could barely make some sounds.

After staring at the phone for a while, Fan Xuanxuan became happy again. She typed on the phone and asked the manager who stayed up late at night and stayed up with her: "How is the progress of the filming over there?"

"It's said... is it okay?" The agent can only guess, he doesn't want to get involved in such dirty things, and he doesn't want to know anything about Xing Shuwen's properties.

"Show me the film as soon as you get it!" Fan Xuanxuan continued to type, "It is said that this time, Japanese artists were invited, and I want to be the first audience of the Truman film!"

Although this request is weird, but the agent didn't know how to refuse after thinking about it, "Well... okay."

……

This is a sleepless night for all Chunfeng Media staff in Bay Area.

Until nine o'clock in the morning of the next day, Lu Linlang's cell phone, who had been lying on the sofa with her clothes on all night, suddenly rang. Seeing the number displayed on the phone screen, Lu Linlang's eyes widened suddenly, and she took a deep breath. Just picked up the phone.

The number belonged to Truman, but Lu Linlang wasn't sure if it was a call from the robbers, so when Truman's voice rang in her ears, she felt a lump in her throat.

"Truman, are you okay? Is there anyone around you?"

……

Truman looked around and replied to Lu Linlang, "There are quite a lot of people."

"Then they didn't do anything to you, did they?" Lu Linlang asked.

"It's okay, but someone asked me for money." Truman said on the phone.

"How much?" Lu Linlang asked nervously. If it's a few million, then it's okay. If it's tens of millions, Chunfeng Media can't pay, so they have to call the police.

"Taiwan dollars 560 and six." Truman said, he looked at the taxi driver behind him, he had no money, and he couldn't pay for the taxi.

"Ah... where are you?" Lu Linlang asked very strangely.

"The door of the hotel where you live."

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