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Chen Feng held up his mobile phone and looked dumbfounded.

I have to say that the scenery in the college girls' dormitory is really beautiful.

Especially universities on Hong Kong Island.

The young and beautiful girls in the West were at odds.

After five or six minutes of commotion, it finally calmed down.

Now, the girls are all huddled neatly on the bed, looking at the screen with excited expressions on their faces.

No makeup, but invincible youth.

Especially Liang Wanhua.

It's absolutely stunning.

Chen Feng also couldn't laugh or cry.

Under the "irresistible" warm invitation from the girls in the West, Chen Feng agreed to find a time to go to school to have coffee with them.

At this point, the video ends.

Turning off his phone, Chen Feng finally let out a sigh of relief.

A little interlude.

It actually made him feel a lot more relaxed.

So, sleep.

Continue working tomorrow.

……

For the next week, Chen Feng was focused on nothing else.

Master Xing's new scenes are becoming more and more comfortable to shoot.

The performance ability of making fake plays come true also made the filming scene full of surprises.

But every accident has become a classic.

Master Xing was shocked.

All other actors and staff were stunned.

As time went on, everyone couldn't tell whether they were filming or really experiencing something weird.

Especially Yu Zhiwen.

She even felt like she couldn't distinguish between virtuality and reality.

I began to slowly accept Chen Feng's "World Virtual Theory" from the bottom of my heart.

Otherwise, how could Chen Feng do it?

How could he deduce so many personality states with different abilities?

All in all, the new drama is progressing very quickly.

Master Xing is in a state of excitement every day.

……

this day.

Hong Kong Island was once again covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder.

At around twelve o'clock at noon, it rained heavily.

Even though it is located in the southern region of China, it is already the end of November after all. Cold rain is pouring and the temperature has dropped sharply.

Chen Feng finished his new play early and rushed to the villa on the hillside of Taiping Mountain alone.

He had already purchased it there.

No money at all.

Yu Jinhua joined forces with the descendants of the Qing Gang and easily took over the property.

On Hong Kong Island, every inch of land is precious.

In addition, this is Taiping Mountain, and the mountainside is a geomantic treasure.

Therefore, the total value of villa properties exceeds 10 billion.

Soon, Chen Feng rushed to Taiping Mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, he met Wu Tong who had made an appointment, and together they walked slowly towards the villa on the mountain with umbrellas.

The two of them chatted quietly as they walked.

In fact, holding an umbrella is superfluous.

Not to mention heavy rain, even if a knife is used, as long as the two people's internal energy is running, they will not get wet at all.

However, the two of them still held umbrellas.

Mainly because of the mood.

Wu Tong, wearing a black windbreaker, held an umbrella and walked side by side with Chen Feng.

Now, her appearance is even more stunning.

The originally classical and dreamy appearance now adds a bit of evil charm and coldness.

"Master, I still can't find Boss Jiang. I even used the magic sect's secret method of searching for gods, but I couldn't find him."

"It makes sense."

Chen Feng nodded and looked up halfway up the mountain: "Boss Jiang was probably taken away by Constantine. That man knows magic and witchcraft, has been to hell, and exorcised devils. Only he can hide Boss Jiang tightly. .”

Wu Tong turned to look at Chen Feng: "Master, is that guy really Constantine?"

"You still don't believe it?"

"It's not that I don't believe it, it's just... hard to understand."

"hehe."

Chen Feng smiled: "Can you understand the changes in you? You should know that all the magic methods you possess from the two sects and six paths of the Demon Sect are only found in novels."

"Ah."

Wu Tong nodded: "Master, you brought about my changes. But Constantine... Is the Wallenberg Consortium more mysterious than you, Master? If they were so powerful, they would have destroyed the whole world long ago, right?"

"They should have the power to destroy the world, but they don't care."

Chen Feng let out a long breath and said: "The true details of the Warangbao Consortium are terrifying. Their goal is greater than destroying the whole world."

"Humph."

Wu Tong snorted coldly: "No matter what their goals are, I think the country they most want to control now must be China."

"That's true."

A hint of coldness flashed in Wu Tong's eyes: "If you want to conquer China, you must first pass my level. I don't want to be a slave to the subjugation of the country."

"hehe."

Chen Feng chuckled and reached out to rub her hair: "It's not that exaggerated. We can't even talk about subjugated slaves. It's just that they are creating gods on a global scale. The changes in the world in the future may be very scary."

"Can they succeed?"

Chen Feng shook his head: "I don't know. The possibility is very high. At least, Constantine, a figure from the two-dimensional world, was recruited. However, they wanted to revive the gods of various countries, but they only missed China. Do you know why? ?”

Wu Tong's eyes lit up: "They don't have this ability?"

"This is just an interpretation."

Chen Feng's eyes flashed with solemnity: "There is another interpretation that is more pessimistic."

Wu Tong asked in confusion: "More pessimistic? What is it?"

Chen Feng murmured: "Perhaps, our Chinese gods will not be able to revive at all."

Wu Tong blinked: "What do you mean?"

Chen Feng sighed and explained as he walked: "I am just guessing. Because since the founding of the People's Republic of China and the country's anti-feudal and anti-superstitious policies, people's beliefs have slowly disappeared. Until now, everyone is a materialist, and some How many people really believe in the existence of gods? None at all."

Wu Tong: "..."

Speechless.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that this is really the case.

In modern society, no one would believe in feudal superstition.

Many people worship God just for peace of mind.

Are they really religious?

will not.

I burn three sticks of incense in front of the gods every day, and when I turn around, I put on a mask and live hypocritically.

Have those who have done bad things ever thought that there is a god when they hold their heads high?

absolutely not.

Wu Tong fell silent.

Soon, the two people arrived in front of the villa.

There is still a seal here.

It was a mess inside.

Standing at the door of the manor, Wu Tong asked casually: "Master, what are you going to do?"

"Find all the successors of the machine gate and use Luban's secret method to build a Feng Shui home here to completely suppress the Feng Shui dragon veins of Hong Kong Island and protect the luck."

"Then will you come and stay often in the future? Or..."

Before he finished speaking, Wu Tong suddenly turned around, and an invisible murderous aura suddenly rose from his body. The cold murderous aura swept across the west, forcing the surrounding rainwater to recede, and the water vapor on the ground surged.

Chen Feng was stunned.

At the same time, he assumed the role of Taoist Master and looked back.

Down the mountain.

Two figures walked up slowly.

Chen Feng narrowed his eyes.

Is it both of them?

Constantine and Kate, the heroine of Underworld.

The two of them held an umbrella in each hand.

Constantine was still wearing the same sloppy long trench coat, wearing a top hat, holding a cigarette in his mouth, looking at the scenery in the west while walking.

Kate wore a black leather trench coat.

His face was grim.

With her short black hair and deep facial features, her three-dimensional face is full of the mysterious charm of a vampire.

In particular, the arm that was torn off by Chen Feng last time actually grew back.

This recovery ability is indeed powerful.

So, what are these two people doing here?

The deadline is up?

So you came here to urge me to die?