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three days later.

Chen Feng started the rehearsal for the Spring Festival Gala.

Now participating in the Spring Festival Gala has lost the enthusiasm it had at the beginning.

The main reason is that Chen Feng’s traffic is now at the top.

He has become one of the top stars in Xia Kingdom's entertainment industry.

Therefore, the Spring Festival Gala is just to join in the fun and help the Spring Festival Gala increase its ratings.

As for the show?

There was no special arrangement.

It’s just singing a song with someone.

Male and female duet.

The woman is quite good, she is none other than Sister Deng, the little goldfish who has become popular all over the country recently.

Chen Feng admired her very much.

It would also be nice to collaborate with her on a song on the Spring Festival Gala stage.

……

this day.

Rehearsal is over.

In the backstage lounge, Sister Deng pulled Chen Feng and smiled sweetly. She seemed to admire him very much.

Mainly because Chen Feng is so awesome.

She seems to be able to control almost all singing styles, and even her timbre impressed Sister Deng.

It's more of an adoration than an appreciation.

When the two were chatting, Sister Deng's eyes seemed to be radiating a strange light.

Just when she was pestering Chen Feng and refused to let go, suddenly a staff member came over in a hurry and said: "Mr. Chen, there is someone looking for you outside."

"Thank you."

Chen Feng finally found the opportunity to leave.

He quickly said goodbye to the reluctant Sister Deng, and hurriedly left the backstage lounge under her reluctant eyes and came downstairs of the studio building.

outside.

The cold wind is biting.

A slim figure stood in front of the steps with his back to the door.

Long flowing hair.

It looked quite lonely and desolate.

Chen Feng took a closer look and suddenly frowned: "Boss Jiang?"

The figure was shocked.

Then slowly turned around.

Sure enough, it was Jiang Pinting.

Chen Feng walked over slowly.

What's wrong?

Although the person in front of her was Jiang Pinting, she was different.

After walking a few steps, Chen Feng stopped again.

On the opposite side, Jiang Pinting had a sad look on her face, with tears in her eyes. She didn't say anything, but slowly began to unbutton her clothes.

She is wearing a long down jacket.

When she completely untied her clothes, Chen Feng was shocked.

Damn it!

Jiang Pinting's body was gone.

Under her neck, there seemed to be a dense black light supporting it.

There is something faintly flowing in the black light.

Is this a magical thing?

Chen Feng immediately assumed the role of a police officer, activated the 'Fire Eyes' skill, glanced carefully, and was stunned.

Jiang Pinting's body is wrapped in countless evil spirits.

And next to the body is a blood-red label [Entrance to Hell].

Someone tied her body to the entrance to hell?

Constantine.

Chen Feng narrowed his eyes, slowly clenched his hands into fists, and a cold murderous aura instantly filled his body.

Jiang Pinting tied her clothes again.

Then he took a deep breath, looked at Chen Feng and said softly: "Mr. Chen, can we find a place to chat?"

"it is good."

Chen Feng's face was expressionless.

He just quietly assumed the identity of a zombie.

On the one hand, zombies are immune to physical damage and are immortal, so they are not afraid of any ambush or conspiracy.

Zombies, on the other hand, have exaggerated senses of hearing and smell.

This allowed him to immediately detect if someone was following him in the dark.

The two left the studio building one after another.

After walking for a few minutes.

Jiang Pinting entered the Twenty West Hour Cafe on the first floor of a shopping mall on the roadside.

It's late at night now.

Although the cafe is still open, there are no customers anymore.

The two of them entered the coffee shop and sat in the corner.

One person ordered a cappuccino.

After the coffee arrived, the waiter hid behind the counter to play games.

It's quiet around here.

Jiang Pinting lowered her head, stretched out a gloved hand, took a small spoon and unconsciously drew circles in the coffee cup.

Chen Feng didn't move either.

Just waiting silently for her to speak.

a long time.

Jiang Pinting whispered: "Brother Feng, it is impossible for the Warangbao Consortium to trade the crystal skull."

"I know."

Chen Feng said calmly: "I don't expect them to trade with crystal skulls."

Jiang Pinting raised her head and said sadly: "Brother Feng, my body was destroyed by Constantine. He connected me to the entrance to hell and trapped countless evil spirits and ghosts in my body."

"I know."

Chen Feng said calmly: "Boss Jiang, I will save you."

Jiang Pinting was shocked, her eyes were red, and she almost cried.

She pointed at her head and shook her head sadly at Chen Feng.

Tell him not to talk nonsense.

In the end, Chen Feng still said calmly: "Boss Jiang, it doesn't matter. I know Constantine is listening. I just told him."

Jiang Pinting: "..."

Chen Feng continued: "Don't worry, I will definitely do what I said. I said, you are my friend. Whoever dares to touch you, I will destroy him. Even if Satan comes, it will not be easy to do." .”

This sentence was extremely cold.

Murderous intent permeated the air.

Jiang Pinting's tears couldn't stop anymore and kept flowing down from the corners of her eyes.

But she didn't dare cry.

I can only endure it.

Chen Feng took a deep breath and said softly: "Boss Jiang, just say whatever they ask you to say first. It doesn't matter."

Jiang Pinting nodded aggrievedly.

Then he tried his best to calm down his emotions, and then he choked and said: "They asked me to remind you that the miracle drug MNM has slowly opened up sales in Xia Kingdom."

“The wealthy class and many top celebrities in the entertainment industry use it.”

"Especially the older ones."

"They say these people control Xia's huge economic lifeline."

"With the push of a finger, these people will turn into irrational blood-sucking creatures."

"They want you to think it through."

"In addition, the entrance to hell is bound to me."

"Once they feel that you have lost control, I...I will explode, the entrance to hell will be opened wide, and evil spirits and ghosts will fill the world."

"Brother Feng, they want you."

"More than just weather control and Iron Curtain projects, what they really want is you."

"As long as you can join the Wallenberg Consortium, they will ensure world peace. They will be responsible for quelling the small wars between countries."

"That's what they wanted me to say."

After saying that, Jiang Pinting looked at Chen Feng silently.

His eyes suddenly became relieved.

It seems that having met Chen Feng and knowing that he still treats her as a friend is enough for this life.

So what if it’s really gone?

This magical man in front of me has a certain status in his heart.

enough!

Jiang Pinting calmed down.

Just when she thought Chen Feng would confront him head-on, Chen Feng suddenly said calmly: "Constantine, I know you are listening. I believe the core members of the Warangburg Consortium are also listening."

"Listen carefully, I agree to join the Wallenberg Consortium."

"In half a year, I will leave for the West."

"If you want me to join, can you at least come out and meet the soul of your consortium?"

"Also, I am not interested at all in the mundane goal of controlling the world. Therefore, I hope you will also consider changing to other goals."

"Such as conquering the solar system and settling the galaxy."

"Finally, let me remind you here that Boss Jiang is my friend. How dare you fuck her like this?"

When he said this, Chen Feng was completely blown away.

The corpse energy on his body surged wildly.

Staring into a pair of golden zombie eyes, even showing the fangs in his mouth, he roared furiously: "Constantine, wait until you die."

A huge roar rushed towards Jiang Pinting's face like an air cannon.

however.

When the violent corpse energy came into contact with her face, it was strangely absorbed.

at the same time.

In the headquarters building of Yanjing Constant Group in Xia, there was a loud bang in the president's office.

The violent air flow suddenly shook out, shattering all the glass on the entire floor, and the alarm kept ringing for a while.

in the office.

Constantine, who was so shaken by the terrifying corpse energy that all the hair on his body stood up, looked shocked. He leaned his back against the wall and looked at the crystal ball on the table.

Broken crystal ball!

"Holyshit, Chen Feng, who are you?"