Quick Transmigration: The Villain's Whitewashing Strategy

It was also time for lunch, Ling Huang greeted the director and asked everyone to go to lunch first.

But everyone in the production team heard what Li Nuo yelled, and everyone who could talk, including Qi Yan Baisong, came to persuade him.

Ling Huang only said that he was upset and wanted to find fault with others.

Who can stop the film king from beating someone up?The director took light photography and a group of people were the first to sneak away to avoid the battlefield.

"You don't know how to fight. If he doesn't like it, I'll just deal with him!" Qi Yan rushed forward to grab Ling Huang's wrist.

Ling Huang grabbed Qi Yan's arm with his backhand and broke it back. After Qi Yan let out a cry of pain, Ling Huang smiled, "Who says I can't fight?"

Pushing away Qi Yan, Ling Huang lifted the blue robe in front of the ancient costume and tucked it into his belt, put his left hand on his waist, stretched out his right hand towards Li Nuo, and hooked his index finger, "Come on."

With a gloomy expression on his face, Li Nuo also tucked the hem of his golden robe into his belt, and rushed towards Ling Huang with big strides.

"Where are the men..." Ling Huang spoke calmly and at the same time he raised his hand to hold the door of Li Nuo's veins, quickly turned around and put his shoulders against his chest, bent down and pulled Li Nuo up and threw him out in front of him.

He clapped his hands and continued, "Men have a man's way of looking at problems. You are still young, and you can't learn anything else. I will teach you one thing today."

Lin Jiaqian and the girls around them all took out their mobile phones and started recording.

When Li Nuo got up from the ground and rushed forward again, Ling Huang smiled, "This world doesn't care about being young and frivolous."

Sideways avoiding Li Nuo's hand grabbing his neck, Ling Huang clenched his fist and punched Li Nuo hard on the stomach.

This punch made Li Nuo kneel on the ground and cover his stomach, so painful that he almost vomited.

[Host, are you bullying children with fighting skills? ] The system is unbelievable.

[how? ] Ling Huang said with a smile, [Do you have an opinion? ]

【OOC. 】The system said.

[Let's wait until I'm done fighting, while I'm eating...] Seeing Li Nuo kicking him, Ling Huang jumped to avoid it and continued, [You will punish me again. ]

【OK. 】

"Then..." Li Nuo raised his head and stared at Ling Huang unsteadily, his eyes full of despair, "What does the world care about?"

Ling Huang hooked his index finger behind the back of his left hand again, "The winner is king."

"Easy to say!" Li Nuo stood up and approached Ling Huang, raising his palm.

After receiving two blows, Li Nuo already knew Ling Huang's hidden skills.

He knew that he couldn't beat him, he just felt that being beaten would hurt, and the pain actually carried a kind of hearty exhilaration.

He wanted to call on his own accord, and then being greeted by Ling Huang, maybe he could find an outlet to vent a lot of things he was holding back.

But he clearly slapped Ling Huang's face, but Ling Huang didn't have any intention of resisting.

With a "pop", Li Nuo's eyes widened in shock following the slight numbness in his palm.

Ling Huang tilted his head, first bluish-white fingerprints appeared on the left side of his face, and soon the part where he was beaten became red and swollen.

"Don't record it!" Qi Yan pointed to a group of girls with mobile phones, "Delete them all! Bai Song, go and check the phones one by one, and whoever leaves a small video report to me directly will be fired from the art hall!"

At the same time as the confession, Qi Yan had already walked quickly to Ling Huang's side, gritted his teeth and raised his hand to slap Li Nuo.

Ling Huang raised his arm to block Qi Yan's movement, then turned his face and looked up at Li Nuo, "I give my dignity to myself, if I don't avoid this slap, I will suffer it, understand?"

After deleting all the videos on Lin Jiaqian's phone, she ran over and gave the phone to Qi Yan, "Brother Yan, I deleted it, you can check it. Well, Young Master Ling, put on your coat first, let's go back to the lounge, and I'll make you a cup of tea. Tea...would you like lotus root powder? No, let's have lunch first..."

The girl tiptoed to put Ling Huang's coat on her distressedly.

Li Nuo saw clearly the acacia flower brooch pinned to the chest of this coat.

"Why?" Li Nuo's voice began to tremble. He didn't understand how Ling Huang was willing to be slapped in front of so many people.

When Ling Huang was about to leave with Qi Yan's arms on his shoulders, he said softly, "Because it's you."