All the artistes looked at the gun in Zhang Yong's hand. The smoke seemed to be warning them something.
"I know you guys are not convinced. Although I don't like you guys either, since you guys want to train with me for the next year, I'll give you a chance now!”
Zhang Heng waved his hand, and the Terrifying Dragon Squad behind him immediately retreated. They only stopped when there was a distance of ten meters between them.
"No matter how many of you go up, as long as you can defeat me, all of you can leave immediately. This 'Iron Blood Warrior' program will be annulled!”
Zhang Heng looked at the artists in front of him with a straight face. The contempt in his eyes was obvious.
Everyone looked at him in shock.
"Director, this matter…"
A few staff members turned to look at Wang Jing in shock.
"Don't panic. I'll handle it."
Wang Jing touched the table with both hands. His legs were trembling crazily, and he was in a dilemma.
To be able to become the top special forces soldier, Zhang Heng's strength was unquestionable.
In terms of one-on-one combat, no one present was his match.
But…
There were sixty artistes here!
As the saying went, two fists were no match for four hands. Once a fight broke out, Zhang Heng would have to face 120 hands!
Even if each of them only gave him one punch, that would still be sixty punches!
Was this really something that humans could do?
Even if the girls were excluded, there were still 20 to 30 people left. The oldest of these people was only 40 years old. They usually took good care of themselves. Their physical conditions were no different from those of people in their thirties!
As such, Zhang Heng chose to fight against so many strong men by himself!
If anything happened, he, as the director, would definitely be held accountable!
As for winning…
Impossible!
This was the real world, not some sci-fi movie. There was no such thing as Superman or supernatural powers!
It was already a miracle that he didn't die from fighting sixty people alone. If he still wanted to win…
That was impossible!
Wang Jing stood up and walked toward Zhang Heng. He touched his face and realized that he was sweating profusely.
At this moment, he no longer wanted to use this show to make a name for himself. In his heart, it was good as long as he could be safe!
"Ma…Ma 'am!"
"What is it?"
Zhang Heng turned around, and Wang Jing felt as if her brain had exploded the moment they met eyes.
All the words that he had prepared earlier were completely forgotten at this moment!
"That…program…can't be canceled!”
Wang Jing suddenly said in her nervousness.
In the next second, he was stunned.
She stared at Zhang Heng with her eyes wide open, her mind filled with what she had just said.
F * ck!
What the f * ck was this!
At that moment, Wang Jing really wanted to slap himself, but he couldn't even raise his hand under Zhang Heng's imposing manner.
Sweat poured out of her forehead, and Wang Jing lowered her head, not daring to look Zhang Heng in the eye.
He looked at the camera from the corner of his eye and felt even more scared.
Heavens!
What should he do?
I actually dared to contradict Instructor Asura in public!
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Will he shoot me?
Wang Jing's legs began to tremble violently, and his face turned pale. Even though he knew that the probability of such a thing happening was very low, when he thought of the way the artistes were beaten up earlier, that scene,
It was too scary!
When she thought about how she was about to be kicked away, Wang Jing began to hold her breath. She kept repeating words like 'no pain, no pain', in her heart, trying to numb herself mentally.
F * ck! Look! Director Wang Jing's legs were starting to tremble!
Don't mention her legs, didn't you see Wang Jing's face turn pale?
This Asura instructor's aura is far stronger than we imagined!
What do you think Instructor Asura will do? Beat up Wang Jing?
Seeing Wang Jing's current state, the netizens began to make their own predictions on the bullet screen. The scene instantly became a comedy.
However, at this moment, Wang Jing was so nervous that he didn't know what to do. He closed his eyes tightly, as if he was ready to face anything.
"Here, you call the shots, or I call the shots.”
Zhang Heng glanced at Wang Jing indifferently, as if he had no intention of attacking her.
Hearing Zhang Heng's question, Wang Jing subconsciously replied," Of course it's you, instructor! When I came, the higher-ups made it clear that in this program, everything will be up to you!”
Wang Jing's clothes were soaked in sweat, afraid that Zhang Heng would think that she was overstepping her authority.
"Since I have the final say, then you…Get lost."
As soon as he finished speaking, a member of the Startling Dragon Squad walked up and grabbed Wang Jing, dragging her to the side.
Turning around, Zhang Heng saw that none of the 60 artistes had stepped forward. They seemed to be hesitating.
"As expected of a group of trash. Sixty people against one, and they're still so cowardly.”
"Sir! No matter how strong you are! There are so many of us here. If we attack together, you definitely won't be able to do it! Stop bragging!"
Cai Kunkun took a step forward and looked at Zhang Heng. Although he was a little stronger than the young hunks, compared to the other members of the Startling Dragon Unit behind him, Zhang Heng looked much thinner. With such a figure, could he really fight sixty people alone?
This was too unreliable!
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