Chapter 227: 227. Chapter 225: Tyrant on the Set, Monthly Ticket 6662

227. Chapter 225: Tyrant on the Set, Monthly Ticket 6662

What do you want?

Money, power, status, there are many desires, but Lans knew that saying these didn't have much meaning.

Because whether it was money, power, social status, or other things, he could obtain these himself.

What people wish for from a wish-granting genie is always what they cannot get through their own efforts, not things that are within reach.

He thought for a while and said with a serious expression, "I want world peace."

Mr. Pasiletuo was stunned for a moment, for about two or three seconds, and then laughed out loud!

He pulled Lans's arm and looked at Aierbeituo, "This is really too humorous!", Aierbeituo also laughed for a while.

After the laughter ended, he said again, "Perhaps this is a very stupid question. Your heart is stronger than we imagined."

"Thank you for your evaluation, Mr. Pasiletuo..."

"You can call me Baoluo," Mr. Pasiletuo wasn't stingy with these things at all, "Is this what you want?"

He looked at Lans with an expression of looking forward to the development of things. Lans nodded, "That's right, Baoluo."

He knew he had obtained the friendship of the Pasiletuo family. Being able to call him "Baoluo" directly was proof.

Whether it was the Pasiletuo family or the other few families, the hierarchy within them was very strict, even if it seemed like there was no hierarchy between them.

But in reality, they had their own detailed hierarchy division, and no one could easily cross it.

This was also the core rule of gangs.

"Then next, what do you plan to do?", Baoluo flipped the barbecue and reminded him, "If your barbecue doesn't flip again, it will be burnt, and that won't be delicious."

Lans flipped the barbecue while saying, "The eyes of Congress and the public cannot always be focused here. We can maintain restraint first. When their eyes are attracted to other places, that will be the time for us to settle accounts."

"I like the word 'settle accounts'!", Baoluo agreed very much with Lans's idea, "But we shouldn't do nothing."

"I don't believe that everyone in this Hazardous Materials Bureau is 'Mr. Justice.' There will definitely be someone who is not so righteous. Find them, and then win them over."

"I thought a lot. Is there anything I have, but you don't, yet you really need? Thinking about it, it seems only firearms are what you need."

"So if you have anything you want, you can call Aierbeituo, and he will bring you everything you want."

"But don't play too big, be careful not to hurt yourself!"

Aierbeituo nodded, "I will remember."

The barbecue was soon ready. Lans met Baoluo's family here, his three sons and one daughter, and a little granddaughter.

Besides his family, there were also some family members.

Sumuli families often had more or less some blood relations and were organizations with dual natures of family and religion.

The relationship between them wasn't entirely superior-subordinate, but also kinship.

Of course, there were also many peripheral members. These people didn't necessarily have blood relations with them.

But those who could appear here today were all Baoluo's family.

On the way back from the Sumuli District, Lans was thinking about some things behind this seemingly plain dinner party today.

For example, the five families were sending a signal to him through Baoluo, telling him that everyone supported him, letting him go and fight with these outsider mongrels.

However, he wouldn't be stupid enough to really do that, getting hot-headed and selling his life for these people.

If they wanted him to sell his life, they couldn't afford the price.

But in the end, this was good news. At least the locals had started to accept him.

Drank some alcohol at night, and there was nothing to say all night.

The next morning, Lans, Hailamu, and several others drove two cars, together with Jielaer, to Xigu City. They were going to vent Jielaer's anger.

Incidentally, Lans also had a little interest in the current film shooting.

Lans believed incomparably that the film industry would definitely explode. Perhaps the profit it brought wasn't as good as selling alcohol, but in legal investment, the return rate was absolutely amazing!

He also started to lay out the matter of cinemas in New Jincheng, and very soon it wouldn't just be New Jincheng, but the entire state, and even the eastern part of the Federation!

By then, whether he was filming movies or playing movies, they would continuously bring him legal profits.

More legal profits would allow him to launder more black money.

Approaching eleven o'clock, the group had arrived at Xigu City. It was obviously not as prosperous as New Jincheng, but it was much better than other places.

Many local young people worked in New Jincheng and only came back on weekends, which led to this city looking like it lacked some vitality.

Those walking on the street were either those underage half-grown children, or people in their thirties or even forties.

It was worth mentioning that the scenery here was good, with the beauty of being near mountains and water. One side was the city, the other side was nature, and the climate was very pleasant.

Many middle-class people thought that coming to Xigu City for retirement was a good choice. It was very close to New Jincheng, but the cost of living was much lower, and the cost of living was lower.

The film crew Jielaer and the others were in was in the suburbs. Recently, quite a lot of content needed to be filmed in an open-air environment.

When the group arrived, the film crew hadn't rested yet.

After the director saw Jielaer, he nodded, signaling him to stand for a while. As the filming of a shot ended, after the director and screenwriter felt there was no problem, this take was over.

"You can bring your friends to watch our filming, but don't let them make trouble!", the director didn't know who these people Lans were, just subconsciously felt that this might be Jielaer's friends.

Because those people were as young as him, and they looked like they could only be friends, and the cars they drove weren't particularly good ones, just very average.

Jielaer didn't refuse.

Because of his return, some content related to Jielaer needed to be reshot in the afternoon. It could be seen that he was very popular among the actresses, but those male actors were obviously isolating him.

The bullying of federal people was always expressed directly. This might be one of their very few advantages, at least not so hypocritical.

As the filming progressed, the location also returned from the suburbs to the city. This scene was Jielaer and the heroine chatting in a roadside coffee shop.

Then they were discovered by the lead actor. The lead actor was very angry and splashed coffee on Jielaer's face with the cup on the table.

The whole plot was very simple, but it had already been filmed four times, and it still hadn't passed.

The lead actor always made mistakes in some things after splashing coffee.

Either he said the wrong lines, or he couldn't express the emotions he should have, leading to constant reshooting.

Although for movies of this period, perhaps they didn't need such exquisite acting, but... you couldn't show a gloating smile when you were angry, right?

"Sorry, sorry, Jielaer, my emotions are not right. Let's do it again!", the lead actor's upturned mouth didn't show any apology at all, but instead made people feel he was very punchable.

The heroine took a towel to help Jielaer wipe the coffee off his body, and at the same time looked at the lead actor with reproach, "Are you looking for trouble for him?"

The lead actor hurriedly denied this statement, "How could that be?"

"I just can't find the feeling a bit..."

Jielaer's face sank. He squeezed out some smiles. If it was said that the other party made a mistake at first, he hadn't reacted, but now this was absolutely intentional.

The director also had a bit of a headache. He protested to the producer, which would obviously make the film crew not united.

But the producer's expression of smiling but not smiling was telling the director that this matter wasn't that simple.

In the end, the director could only return to his work post and let them start preparing again.

"... Scene five, start!"

Although Jielaer wasn't a professional actor in opera or drama, he learned very quickly. He could already switch emotions very quickly.

Even if he was very unhappy now, he soon revealed a sunny smile again, using expressions and gazes with a trace of admiration to chat happily with the heroine.

Even Hailamu, this guy, could feel that the character Jielaer played should like the heroine very much.

"His expression reveals a rotten smell, damn it!", this was Hailamu's evaluation of Jielaer.

At this time, the lead actor walked over from a distance with a cold sneer on his mouth. He walked to the table, reached out to grab the coffee cup, and was just about to continue splashing it toward Jielaer when suddenly a hand pressed down on his hand.

He turned his head at a loss and saw the friend Jielaer brought. He just wanted to say something, but was punched in the lower abdomen by Lans!

The lead actor, who had never suffered this kind of hardship, immediately squatted on the ground holding his stomach. He couldn't even shout out in pain!

Jielaer was also stunned by this scene. He had thought Lans would help him solve this problem after the filming ended, not now.

He stood in place a bit at a loss, but watching Lans using football kicks to deal with that bastard, he inexplicably felt satisfied!

The producer was shocked to see this. He ran to Lans's side quickly. Just as he was about to pull him, a gun was pressed against his head.

There was no threat, but at this time, it was better than a thousand words. Hailamu's other hand was picking his nose, not forgetting to shake his hair, otherwise, the booger might stick to his hair.

Although the producer felt... this guy was very stupid, he really didn't dare to do anything and could only slowly raise his hands.

Lans glanced at him sideways, took a step back, stepped out with his left foot, retracted his right foot, and swung it fiercely, kicking the lead actor in the face!

In an instant, the lead actor was kicked and rolled away!

Blood soon stained the ground red. Lans took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood splashed on the tip of his leather shoe, then threw the handkerchief on the ground casually.

He glanced sideways at the lead actor who had completely lost the ability to resist and looked at Jielaer, "Who else?"

Jielaer inexplicably wanted to laugh. Suddenly, he let go of the heroine's hand that was tightly grabbing his, walked to Lans's side, pointed to the several male supporting actors who were at a loss, and said, "There's them."

Lans hooked his fingers at them and said words that made their scalps numb.

"Come over!" ===== CHAPTER 228 =====