China Entertainment: I am a big boss in the industry

Chapter 470 Bai Daozi enters
Xingzi lowered his voice and added.

"You really deserve to die!"

The pile of black wire cages in front of him seemed to contain something.

But because of hiding in the dark.

Shadows fall.

It doesn't look very real.

At this time, a camera behind Lin Gao turned around and captured the backs of two people.

And in front of the two people's sight.

The charterer, who was wearing a white floral pajamas, was still holding her fluttering handkerchief, stretching out her hands and pointing up, down, left and right one by one.

"Tell you—"

Just now, it was inserted directly into Xingzai's left shoulder.

This fat boy, he really has no choice.

"Uh...ho!"

Xingzai breathed out, then immediately aimed at the charterer, flicked his left hand back, and used his inertia to fly forward.

He slowly raised his left hand, and a knife about 20 centimeters long, with the blade taking up half of the length, appeared in his hand.

It has a sense of age.

"Learn more!"

Then, the camera moved from a close-up of the knife to a close-up of the charterer who was angrily scolding the crowd around her.

The honest figure blocked 1/4 of the lens.

This knife looks quite old.

I don’t know when I will be able to teach people clearly and become teachers!

There are still specks of black rust on the back of the knife.

Submerged, about three to four centimeters of the blade.

It must have taken quite a while.

The blade flew directly forward.

Xingzi blinked and gritted his teeth.

Step by step, click, click, click.

The charterer was still cursing.

His steps staggered backward.

The words came out like a barrage of words and they never stopped.

Without pausing, he gave the order directly.

He tilted his neck and was a little shocked.

The direction of the aim was really bad.

Insert it vertically.

He had a look of disbelief on his face and let out a breath.

In the end, his legs went weak, he covered his shoulders with his right hand, and slowly sat on the stone steps.

Xingzai maintained his expression and asked back.

Xingzi immediately stared, turning his head and staring at his shoulder in disbelief.

Looking at this scene, Xing Zai hated Brick for not being made of steel. He looked at it, followed by Fat Zai who looked confused.

But changes occurred suddenly.

It collided with the stone wall above the corridor and made a "bang" sound!
The blade folds back.

His tone was fierce, but he was extremely worried in his heart.

"Hey! Why?"

"And you, what's your name?"

His eyes widened and his eyebrows rose.

Fatty came over.

"How can there be so many reasons?"

It changed from its original position to leaning against the wall.

The camera zooms in to give the knife a close-up.

How did you go and how did you come back?

Feeling helpless, Xingzai simply stopped looking at him and turned to look at the back of the charterer.

"You come!"

Fatty immediately felt uneasy.

He raised his arm and pointed at himself.

"I?"

The hand was also holding an identical knife.

Xingzi urged, "Hurry up!"

"Oh……"

Fatty nodded, then took the knife, raised his left hand, followed Xingzi's previous action, swayed back twice, and used inertia to throw it lightly. This knife made a sharp sound of cutting through the air.

"Puff"!
He inserted it into Xingzai's right shoulder very accurately.

In an instant, Xingzai received a blow on his left shoulder and a symmetrical blow on his right shoulder.

Xingzai was so unbelievable that his eyes almost popped out!
"Hoo...!"

Fatty: "..."

Fatty had a silly expression on his face. When he saw this situation, he hurriedly stepped forward with a squeaking sound, got close to Xingzi and squatted down.

He raised his hands as if he wanted to touch Xingzai.

"Excuse me, what do you think?"

When he was talking, Fatty had a knife in his right hand.

To be honest, their skills in flying knives are not very good, but the number of prepared knives is quite sufficient.

Looking at the blade dangling in front of his eyes.

Xingzai was afraid that Fatty would stab the third knife directly into his arm without paying attention.

His eyes moved up and down, a little stiff.

Taking a deep breath, he spoke expressionlessly.

"Can you be more accurate, stand forward, aim, and then throw?"

At the end of his words, he spoke with sincerity.

"is it good?!"

Fatty raised his chin and said, "Okay!"

This time Fatty was particularly obedient. He squatted down, took a few steps forward, and came to the back of the iron cage. He looked at the tenant in front of him and put the knife in his left hand.

Then, he aimed his gaze and threw his hand back.

I want to continue to use inertia, increase my strength, and throw the knife out.

But unexpectedly, the force he threw back was a bit strong, and he made another "pop" sound.

It stood straight and stabbed into the shoulder of Xingzi who was resting behind him.

Now, Xingzai had two vertical knives stuck directly down on both shoulders.

And on the right side of his shoulder, there was also a knife that Fatty had stabbed at an angle.

Xingzi: "..."

His eyes widened, and his body couldn't help shaking from being stabbed so suddenly.

The pain is transmitted to the nerves and then to the cerebral cortex.

Xingzai bit his lip, his back hurt and he tilted his neck back, breathing heavily.

But Fatty didn't realize that he had stabbed his big brother again.

He pulled it forward, then pulled out the knife and pulled it out for three points.
It is true that the white knife goes in and the red knife comes out.

But the problem is coming.

It's quite deep.

When I pulled it out, I just heard a "pop" sound.

The knife moved upward by about a centimeter.

Only the handle of the knife was pulled out. The handle was held in Fatty's hand, and he used it as a knife and threw it towards the charterer who was speaking.

This time the aim was quite correct.

The strength used is enough.

Straight up.

There was a "pop" sound.

The handle of the knife was thrown directly on the right side of the tenant's face while she was still talking.

Landlady:"……"

He frowned, his eyes widened, and the cigarette in his mouth shook twice.

"Who the hell threw the knife handle?!"

Fatty: "..."

His expression was blank and confused.

Because the distance was not too far, I could hear the charterer's voice clearly.

He tilted his head, a look of confusion appeared on his honest face.

His lips moved, "Knife handle?"

He didn't quite understand what the charterer said.

He clearly threw a knife, so how could it turn into a knife handle?
Something's not right, something's not right...

Fatty couldn't figure it out and decided to ask his elder brother.

He immediately took two steps back, crouched and turned around, looking at Xing Zai, who was still sitting on the steps in the corner with a painful and ferocious expression.

"Big……"

I want to ask a question.

But Fatty looked at him for a moment and saw a knife suddenly appearing on his shoulder.

(End of this chapter)