Super Crazy Son-in-Law

Lin Xiao's face was getting darker and darker, and he said in a deep voice, "say one more word, do you believe I'll kick you out?"

"Cough......" Huayang still has a lot to say. He was directly attacked by Lin Xiao. He almost didn't suffocate. His cough lungs were about to jump out.

"Wushu Association?" Lin Xiao really didn't expect this.

Although Fu Taiyang has left office, Lin Xiao has never had time to go to the martial arts association. He never knows what kind of place it is. Will it be different from what he imagined?

The Wushu Association is not famous, and even has no sense of existence among the people. We don't know its role and purpose, and we never take it to heart.

"Go! Go to the martial arts association."

Lin Xiao went out directly.

Huayang naturally wants to follow him to see the excitement. Lin Xiao is the president. He can also touch some light with him. Maybe he can be dignified.

"Wait for me..."

The martial arts association is located in Gulou Street, North and South Town.

The buildings of Gulou Street are inherited from ancient times. Both street shops and residential houses have a history of hundreds or even thousands of years.

The high door of the association's compound has just been painted red, and two strings of red lanterns are hung on both sides to welcome the new year.

There are only seven or eight formal staff in the association, most of whom are older Jianghu elders. To be clear, these people come here to provide for the elderly. The real workers are temporary workers with meager wages and do the most work.

At ordinary times, the association has nothing to do. It helps various sects and factions attract some backward people, contacts secular officials, and holds some relevant martial arts competitions or teaching activities.

When Fu Taiyang was in power, everyone was in awe of his name as the God of Chinese martial arts. He was respectful when looking for people, and the whole association was in good order.

In recent days, there has been chaos in the Wushu Association.

As soon as Lin Xiao got to the gate, he saw the yard full of garbage.

Mineral water bottles, plastic bags, and finished lunch boxes.

"Another one, this one doesn't work. The lines are too blunt. You must have feelings. Do you understand? He killed your father. His hatred for killing his father is unparalleled. Do you stare at a pair of dead fish eyes? Use body language to express your hatred and anger and express your inner anger, okay? OK! Come again!"

Lin Xiao was stunned and listened to the sound in the yard. Is this filming?

The association occupies a courtyard with three entrances and three exits. This courtyard was once the residence of a prince in ancient times. It is beautiful and magnificent. Needless to say, the workmanship of each environment is very exquisite.

In the past, I didn't know how many cast members liked this place and wanted to film, but Fu Taiyang didn't want the money at all, so he wouldn't let them come in and destroy the environment at will.

Unexpectedly, Fu Taiyang just stepped down and didn't hand over any procedures. It turned out to be a more chaotic place than the farmers' market, and even the crew began to settle in.

A sleepy old man sat at the gate. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he immediately opened his eyes, stared at Lin Xiao and Huayang, and said vaguely, "what are you doing? You wait for the next batch!"

"What, what's the next batch? What are you doing here, sir?" Huayang approached him with an unknown reason and asked with a smile.

The old man helped his glasses and asked suspiciously, "aren't you from the crew? There are so many crew appointments in recent days, there are more than a dozen. If you don't have an appointment, hurry to find vice president Fan Jian to make an appointment."

The old man was very kind and explained patiently.

Huayang looked at Lin Xiao with a strange face. "Fan Jian? It seems that you don't want to take over the association very well."

"Go in and have a look!" Lin Xiao walked in quietly.

There was rubbish everywhere in the yard. Only a bluestone path was clean. Lin Xiao walked along the path in the direction of the sound.

Around the flower bed and through the wooden arch, the environment in front of me changed immediately. Several rows of rare low green pines formed a unique shape. In a hexagonal pavilion, a man in white was holding a sword and pointing to a woman in red who couldn't stand up.

"You killed my father!" The man in white had a sad and shrill voice, but the voice was so strange that his scalp was numb.

"Card!"

In an open space on the right, a group of people commented around the camera. The director wore a cotton hat and spattered stars. He shouted impatiently, "what the hell? What are you playing? She killed your father. How can you talk like you owe her money?"

The crowd burst into laughter.

The actor looked embarrassed and smiled sheepishly.

Lin Xiao took a step forward. Everyone inadvertently turned their heads and was stunned to see him.

"Who is he?" The director was probably tired. He leaned against the small bench, pointed to Lin Xiao and said, "didn't I say? The group will wait in the backyard."

The field manager ran over and looked up and down at Lin Xiao, pointed to the direction of the backyard and said, "are you here to play the dead body? Go to the backyard and prepare for the next play. Someone will make up for you. Go quickly. What are you doing standing there?"

"Hello..." Huayang came out and stared at the little girl, "who do you think is the dead body? Who asked you to come in and shoot? Do you know where this is?"

Everyone looked strange, and the director widened his eyes. He was already very upset, and now he was even more upset. He pointed to Huayang and asked, "who are you? What do you call when you run to our crew?"

"Go, go, go! Who let you come here to shoot? Don't you know that the martial arts association is not allowed to go in and out at will?" Huayang was angry when he saw these guys destroying the environment.

The director helped his glasses, frowned and said, "who are you?"

"Who am I?" Huayang was happy. "I'm a friend of the president of the Wushu Association..."

Lin Xiao turned his eyes and took Huayang to go inside. "Go find the roster first."

"What roster are you looking for? They all ran to your territory and fooled around. Can you bear it?"

"Later!" Lin Xiao's eyes were cold.

In the past, the martial arts association was in good order. How can you think of who was making trouble with your ass when it's your turn to take office.

"Hey, hey..." Huayang couldn't stand Lin Xiao's disregard first. "Can you really bear it? I can't bear it."

Hua Yang rushed to the director and was about to drive them away. "Who allowed you to come in? Hurry and be careful to be beaten, you know?"

"Eh? You let go of me. Where did the boy come out and make trouble? Come with me?" The director gave a Beijing accent and pushed Huayang at his command. Unfortunately, Huayang didn't move.

"What's troubling? I'm exercising my power. Go quickly, you hear me?"

The crew all came together and advised each other to fight. At the same time, someone came out and explained, "we just got the president's permission, signed an agreement and entered the scene seriously. How can we call trouble?"

Lin Xiao was about to leave the yard for his office when he heard a strange voice.

"I allowed it. What's the matter? Who are you?"