Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

At this time, Nan Tianren was sitting in the study room of Nanfu, accompanied by four first-class beauties. From time to time, there are wine and lychees given by beautiful women in his mouth, and he looks completely delighted.

Nan Tianren, who had just learned that the assassination plan had failed, did not get angry because of it, and was not even disturbed in the slightest.

"Fang Lin, you are so brave!

Even people from my Nanfu dare to touch me. Don’t you want the lives of those two girls, Gao Meilan and Hu Keer? "

As soon as the call was connected, Nan Tianren immediately stopped all the beauties' movements and started questioning them in an extremely unkind tone.

"I definitely miss their lives! The question is, do you dare to take their lives?" Fang Lin said calmly. .??.

"Fang Lin, you have figured it out for me. Now the hostage is in my hands. I am threatening you, not you threatening me."

He was really not angry at first, but Fang Lin's words made Nan Tianren feel angry, and he really yelled angrily.

"Absolutely! It's just threatening each other."

"Okay, you have the guts. When the King of Kitchen Competition is over, if you fail to meet my requirements, I guarantee you will receive a lot of corpses." Nan Tianren said angrily and immediately hung up the phone.

The brief conversation had already made Nan Tianren, who almost never got angry in front of outsiders, turn pale with anger.

Nan Tianren knew very well that although he had hostages in his hands, they were definitely two uncles, and Fang Lin definitely had the capital to threaten him, at least until the end of the King of Kitchen Competition.

After briefly explaining what happened to the police and taking notes, Fang Lin casually ate something on the roadside and drove to Seoul Satellite TV.

Among all provincial satellite TVs in the country, Seoul Satellite TV has always been one of the best in ratings, and the Seoul Satellite TV Building is a landmark building in Seoul Province.

The nearly 300-story building looks as if it is reaching into the clouds at a glance. One can imagine its strength.

With Jin Junxiu as the channel director leading the way, Fang Lin had a smooth journey and met many A-list celebrities.

The Kitchen King Competition was held in the studio on the third floor of the annex building of Seoul Satellite TV, and it was always broadcast live.

After Jin Junxiu's introduction, Lin learned that the nearly 2,000-square-meter studio could accommodate tens of thousands of people, making it extremely grand.

Soon the two of them arrived outside the studio, and the smooth sailing ended there.

I saw eight burly men standing outside each of the six doors of the studio, each of them observing the four directions closely as if facing a formidable enemy. The two of them were immediately intercepted as soon as they appeared in sight.

"You don't seem to be from our TV station, right?" Jin Junxiu looked at the two burly men with a blank expression and asked curiously.

I have to say that Kim Junsu is really courageous when he goes all out. Any big man was a full head taller than him, and his figure was even wider and more muscular. At first glance, he was a Lianjiazi, but he didn't show any timidity.

"So what? If not, so what? This is no place for you, get out of here." The strong man with a big mole under his left eye snorted with disdain.

"I'm the director of the TV station. I have the final say in everything here. Is there any place I can't go? I think it's you who want to get out, right?

Can I warn you, I don't care who you are? If you don't go away, I will call the police and security. "

Jin Junxiu's face darkened and he said angrily.

"Director? The director is responsible.

What the hell? I don’t take you seriously. If you have the ability, call the police and security! If I blink my eyes, I will be your grandson. "

Facing the righteous Jin Junxiu, the big man with the mole still said with disdain.

"You... security guard..."

Being looked down upon and bullied by others in his own territory, how could Kim Junsu tolerate this?

And he knew very well that if he wanted to enter the studio, he had to deal with these tyrannical guys first, so he quickly shouted back.

But the only answer he received was the mocking laughter of the big men, and no security guard came to help at all.

Or strictly speaking, Fang Lin had already seen through his clairvoyance that the moment he and Jin Junxiu walked to the studio, the security guards around them had already fled.

"It's useless to call the police. We have a contract. This studio will belong to my Zhu family within a week. We have all rights."

Seeing Jin Junxiu take out his mobile phone to call the police, the big man sneered again with contempt.

"Fart, I am the director here. How could I not know? Who gave you this right?"

"Look, this copy of the contract has the official seal of your TV station, as well as the signatures of the deputy director and several directors and secretaries. Is it valid?" the big man said proudly.

When he saw the contract, Jin Junxiu was immediately confused.

Unlike other companies, although Kim Junsu is the station director, the station is not his property. It can even be said that he is not the real leader. For example, the secretary above has the right to supervise him, and there are many restrictions.

"Hey, you just blinked." Fang Lin slowly lit a cigarette and said casually.

"Who the hell are you? It's none of your business if I blink? Don't you blink all day long?"

"It's nothing, but you said that if you blink, you will be the grandson of Director Jin. When talking to your own grandfather, be polite." Fang Lin said with a slight smile.

"You're looking for fucking death, aren't you..." Unexpectedly, he was attacked by an inconspicuous boy. The big man was suddenly angry and raised his fist without hesitation and shouted angrily.

"Don't rush to do it. It won't do you any good. You'd better call your master and ask him if Fang Lin can go in." Fang Lin still said with a very polite smile.

"Are you Fang Lin?"

"Damn it, you really can't find anything even if you try hard to find it. It takes no effort at all!"

"Damn it, it turns out that you are the bastard who has caused a lot of trouble in our Zhu family recently! I bumped into your grandfather and I today. I can't even hope to leave here alive."

Originally, he wanted to use the method of dealing with those killers to enter the studio without losing any blood, but to Fang Lin's surprise, this trick suddenly became difficult to use.

As soon as they heard the word Fang Lin, all the big men immediately felt as if they had been given blood, and in the blink of an eye they were surrounded by them.

"Hey, I said you should ask at least! After all, I am also friends with you Miss Zhu San! If you offend Miss Zhu San, you will have to walk around without food.

Really, I'm doing this for your own good. "Fang Lin still said in a half-joking tone.

"Hmph...Miss Zhu San? Are you talking about the abandoned child? Haha...boy, you are really not a man, you even want to cling to the light of a girl."

"That's right, it's a pity that you met us and made the wrong calculation. Miss Zhu San, we really didn't take her seriously." At this time, Nan Tianren was sitting in the study room of Nanfu, with four people beside him. Waiting for a stunning beauty to accompany you. From time to time, there are wine and lychees given by beautiful women in his mouth, and he looks completely delighted.

Nan Tianren, who had just learned that the assassination plan had failed, did not get angry because of it, and was not even disturbed in the slightest.

"Fang Lin, you are so brave!

Even people from my Nanfu dare to touch me. Don’t you want the lives of those two girls, Gao Meilan and Hu Keer? "

As soon as the call was connected, Nan Tianren immediately stopped all the beauties' movements and started questioning them in an extremely unkind tone.

"I definitely miss their lives! The question is, do you dare to take their lives?" Fang Lin said calmly.

"Fang Lin, you have figured it out for me. Now the hostage is in my hands. I am threatening you, not you threatening me."

He was really not angry at first, but Fang Lin's words made Nan Tianren feel angry, and he really yelled angrily.

"Absolutely! It's just threatening each other."

"Okay, you have talent. When the King of Kitchen Competition is over, if you fail to meet my requirements, I guarantee you will receive a lot of corpses." Nan Tianren said angrily and immediately hung up the phone.

The brief conversation had already made Nan Tianren, who almost never got angry in front of outsiders, turn pale with anger.

Nan Tianren knew very well that although he had hostages in his hands, they were definitely two uncles, and Fang Lin definitely had the capital to threaten him, at least until the end of the King of Kitchen Competition.

After briefly explaining what happened to the police and taking notes, Fang Lin casually ate something on the roadside and drove to Seoul Satellite TV.

Among all provincial satellite TVs in the country, Seoul Satellite TV has always been one of the best in ratings, and the Seoul Satellite TV Building is a landmark building in Seoul Province.

The nearly 300-story building looks like it is reaching into the clouds at a glance. One can imagine its strength.

With Jin Junxiu as the channel director leading the way, Fang Lin had a smooth journey and met many A-list celebrities.

The Kitchen King Competition is held in the third-floor studio of the Seoul Satellite TV annex building, and it is still broadcast live in the usual way.

After Jin Junxiu's introduction, Lin learned that the nearly 2,000-square-meter studio could accommodate tens of thousands of people, making it extremely grand.

Soon the two of them arrived outside the studio, and the smooth sailing ended.

I saw eight burly men standing outside each of the six doors of the studio. They were all observing the surroundings as if they were faced with a formidable enemy. The two of them were immediately intercepted as soon as they appeared in sight.

"You don't seem to be from our TV station, right?" Jin Junxiu looked at the two burly men with a blank expression and asked curiously.

I have to say that Kim Junsu is really brave when he goes all out. Any big man was a full head taller than him, and his figure was several times wider and more muscular. He looked like a Lianjiazi, but he didn't have the slightest hint of timidity.

"So what? If not, so what? This is not a place for you, get out of here." The strong man with a big mole under his left eye snorted with disdain.

"I'm the director of the TV station. I have the final say in everything here. Is there any place I can't go to? I think it's you who want to get out, right?

Can I warn you, I don't care who you are? If you don't go away, I will call the police and security. "

Jin Junxiu's face darkened and he said angrily.

"Director? The director is responsible.

What the hell? I don’t take you seriously. If you have the ability, call the police and security! If I blink my eyes, I will be your grandson. "

Facing the righteous Jin Junxiu, the big man with the mole still said with disdain.

"You... security guard..."

How could Jin Junxiu tolerate being looked down upon and bullied by others in his own territory?

And he knew very well that if he wanted to enter the studio, he had to deal with these tyrannical guys first, so he quickly shouted back.

But the only answer he received was the mocking laughter of the group of big men, and no security guard came to help at all.

Or strictly speaking, Fang Lin had already seen through his clairvoyance that the moment he and Jin Junxiu walked to the studio, the security guards around them had already fled.

"It's useless to call the police. We have a contract. This studio will belong to my Zhu family within a week. We have all rights."

Seeing Jin Junxiu take out his mobile phone to call the police, the big man sneered again with contempt.

"Fart, I am the director here. How could I not know? Who gave you this right?"

"Look, this copy of the contract has the official seal of your TV station, as well as the signatures of the deputy director and several directors and secretaries. Is it valid?" the big man said proudly.

When he saw the contract, Jin Junxiu was immediately confused.

Unlike other companies, although Kim Junsu is the station director, the station is not his property. It can even be said that he is not the real leader. For example, the secretary above has the right to supervise him, and there are many restrictions.

"Hey, you just blinked." Fang Lin slowly lit a cigarette and said casually.

"Who the hell are you? It's none of your business if I blink? Don't you blink all day long?"

"It's nothing, but you said that if you blink, you will be the grandson of Director Jin. When talking to your own grandfather, be polite." Fang Lin said with a slight smile.

"You're looking for fucking death, aren't you..." Unexpectedly, he was attacked by an inconspicuous boy. The big man was suddenly angry and raised his fist without hesitation and shouted angrily.

"Don't rush to do it. It won't do you any good. You'd better call your master and ask him if Fang Lin can go in." Fang Lin still said with a very polite smile.

"Are you Fang Lin?"

"Damn it, you really can't find anything even if you try hard to find it. It takes no effort at all!"

"Damn it, it turns out that you are the bastard who has caused a lot of trouble in our Zhu family recently! I bumped into your grandfather and I today. I can't even hope to leave here alive."

Originally, he wanted to use the method of dealing with those killers to enter the studio without losing any blood, but to Fang Lin's surprise, this trick suddenly became difficult to use.

As soon as they heard the word "Fang Lin", all the big men immediately felt as if they had been given blood, and in the blink of an eye they were surrounded by them.

"Hey, I said you should ask at least! After all, I am also friends with you Miss Zhu San! If you offend Miss Zhu San, you will have to walk around without food.

Really, I'm doing this for your own good. "Fang Lin still said with a half-joking tone.

"Hmph...Miss Zhu San? Are you talking about the abandoned child? Haha...boy, you are really not a man, you even want to cling to the light of a girl."

"That's right, it's a pity that you met us and made the wrong calculation. Miss Zhu San, we really didn't take her seriously."