The mobile phone naturally needs to be moved and called.

The man in gray suit cursed and whirled back and forth, spitting out the betel nut that had been chewed into residue on the wooden cage next to him, and chewing another one again.

Not far away, the horseman carried five or six other wooden cages up the mountain.

Some of these people are executives of Locomotive Entertainment, some are film producers, and some are ‘intermediaries’ in the film industry. They package dozens of projects and then use the method of selling trailers to collect funds from investors.

Unfortunately, after the news of these projects broke the news on the Sing Tao Daily, many investors suddenly realized it.

These projects are just mirrors.

I don't know where the money has been.

"Sweet rain is cold!"

The man in a gray suit kicked one of the wooden cages, and the person inside screamed in shock.

The man opened his mouth, with red bloodstains between his teeth, and betel nuts squeezed between his teeth. He waved his hand at the horsemen, "Damn it, I'm cheating us. Since there is no show, let them play. Someone will buy this documentary!"

Someone next to him was taking a handheld camera.

Bang--

The wooden cage rolled down the hillside, screaming endlessly.

The remaining few people in the cages looked pale and cried.

A horseman pulled it up under the hillside with a cable—

"The bosses behind me are all in a restaurant with a backbone. If you want to talk, come!" The man in gray suit shouted at the phone, and waved his hand to let the gangsters continue.

The screams made the scene particularly terrifying.
Chapter completed!