Finally arrived at the Red Chamber of Dreams, Darrell Zanu quickly showed his international warrior-like mind and told people with practical actions that he is a good friend of the Chinese people.

Compared to the "high mountains and valleys" that do not know the slightest meaning in the red light district of Lighthouse Country, these Chinese beauties who still hold the pipa and half-cover their faces and have been called out for a long time are like the temptation of the devil, which makes Darrell Zanu quickly forget whether it is heaven on the left or hell on the right. God, I am such a fool!

Darrell Zanu, who was curious about the baby, was very interested in everything about the girls in the Red Chamber. Their charming pockets, used scarves, and stockings that were ready to be discarded... They were all carefully collected by him as if he was a baby. After collecting a box of female supplies, Zhou Wenqiang finally couldn't help but curse at him, "Darell, you are such a bad boy!"

Darrell Zanu laughed and his eyes narrowed into a slit when he heard this. He liked this title and thought it was a praise for him. The friendship between the two men quickly heated up and became good friends who could rely on each other and collude with each other.

Although he is just a person in the entertainment industry, Darrell Zanu is a Hollywood tycoon after all, so how could he know nothing about Zhou Wenqiang, the Oriental Godfather? Now in most North America, Europe's marijuana supply comes from the Oriental Golden Triangle. Local drug lords have repeatedly counterattacked by some mysterious Oriental powerhouses. According to the secret information he received from Apple City, several of the figures once followed the Oriental Godfather in the villa garden of the Kuchio family...

That night, the Kuchio family, one of the five major families in Apple City, was destroyed.

Hollywood and the Mafia have at least fifteen years left. Darrell Zanu, an entertainment tycoon, is a half-person in the circle. If he hadn't mastered this news, he wouldn't respect Monroe as much as his grandmother, nor would he come to the distant east to meet Zhou Wenqiang because of a movie idea. And no matter how much he likes the Chinese beauties in the Red Chamber, he wouldn't be regarded as a "bad boy" without any scheming.

As for the secret preferences of collecting women's products, he has never shown it in front of anyone, but now he is naked in front of Zhou Wenqiang, which explains very well what it means to be "confessed to meet".

"Week, I need at least three minutes of trailer, you know, although Twentieth Century Fox is the greatest film company in the Lighthouse Country, but I can't tell the final word in Hollywood. If you want "Jingwumen" to get enough canvas, it's not enough to rely on our stronger friendship than gold alone, I need to convince some old stubbornness."

Darrell Zanu smiled and patted Zhou Wenqiang on the shoulder: "So I will stay here and wait for your trailer. You know, all the girls here are in love with me..."

"Of course, although you are a little older, you are still so elegant and elegant, just like a nobleman."

Zhou Wenqiang laughed and said, "The promotional video will be completed soon, and it will only take half a month."

"Oh, you're so anxious Dear Week, the trailer is very important, it must be exquisite enough, actually I don't mind waiting for a while..."

......

Li Xiaolong habitually rubbed his nose and secretly looked at Yamamoto Miku who was sitting next to him. He felt that this woman was very in line with his aesthetic view.

Compared to Monroe, who is sexy and flesh-like, it is obvious that Yamamoto's future is more in line with his taste.

Zhou Wenqiang glanced at Li Xiaolong and smiled and said, "Absolutely, you all know the situation? Shao Yifu wants to use the movie to win a game. Zhenlong Film has no reason not to play with him. He is still too small, and he only sees the two big box office stores of Nanyang and Taidao, but ignores North America's box office paradise. Of course, this may be because he does not have the ability to go international, after all, Chinese films are difficult to accept by ghosts."

"But I think that Chinese Kung Fu is a movie element that can break national boundaries. Xiaolong, how many episodes have you watched "The Great Hero Huo Yuanjia"? How do you understand Jingwumen? Let's talk about it?"

When Li Xiaolong saw his senior brother asking questions, he quickly straightened his body and said loudly: "Uncle Master, I have finished watching all the "Hero Huo Yuanjia". It's really wonderful. As for Jingwu Sect, I think it's a kind of spirit, which can even be understood as an extension of the backbone of Chinese people! When I saw Chen Zhen kicking the plaque with the sick husband of East Asia, I was so excited that I couldn't miss myself!"

"You can't be yourself. You are too unfamiliar with Mandarin, so you have to practice more."

Zhou Wenqiang nodded and said, "The Zhenlong Cinema has been officially established, and the first highlight of the theater is "Jingwumen". You will play Chen Zhen, and in the future, you will still play Sakurako. With the audience base cultivated by "The Great Hero Huo Yuanjia", the box office of Hong Kong has been twice the result with half the effort. In addition, for the North American and European markets, Monroe and Hepburn will also play. You don't need to have any pressure. They are all for overseas box office and are just guest appearances."

Yamamoto's eyes lit up and his breathing became a little rapid.

Marilyn Monroe is an actor she admires very much, and Hepburn is her idol directly, able to play with her idol at the same time, and the idol is still a match for herself, making her feel like she is dreaming.

"Uncle Master, I have another idea, which is about martial arts design."

The more Li Xiaolong looked at Yamamoto's future, the more he liked it. He felt that he should seize the opportunity to leave a deeper impression in front of the beauty. Zhou Wenqiang took a look at it this time. This kid has been in the Lighthouse Country for a few years, so where is the child still...

"Oh, let's talk about it? You don't have to be restrained by uncle."

Zhou Wenqiang gave Li Xiaolong an encouraging look. Li's kung fu movies should have their own soul, but he didn't expect this kid to awaken so quickly.

"Uncle Master, I have seen all your film and television works these days. The martial arts design is indeed pretty good, but whether it is Yu's or Fans's class, they are more inclined to the performance of opera. Although it is very exciting, it is still a little softer... It is just a fake!"

Li Xiaolong's words indeed attracted Yamamoto Miku's attention. Yamamoto Miku gently looked at the young man with a pink face.

Just like being encouraged, Li Xiaolong became bolder the more he said: "Uncle Master, what is a kung fu movie? I think that hard bridges, hard horses, fists, and flesh are called real kung fu movies! So the movie I want to make will not appear in those women's fists and funny fists, but will be hit with one punch so that the audience outside the screen can feel my fist style!"

It tastes like that.

Zhou Wenqiang knew that Li Xiaolong was not bragging. He thought so, said so, and would do the same.

Even when Chinese films are booming in the 21st century, no one can reach Li Xiaolong's height when talking about kung fu films. Those so-called "big brothers" are not good. If Li Xiaolong had not passed away too early, they would not know how long they would have been a supporting role.

Yamamoto Miyabu suddenly burst into laughter.

In fact, she is not laughing at Li Xiaolong. On the contrary, she even thinks that this young human has its own persistence and is a good boy.

But Li Xiaolong said something about the hard bridge and hard horse in front of himself and the dignified Hong Kong Island God of War, and his fist was so hard that Yamamoto couldn't help but want to laugh. It was like an eagle hearing flying ants talking about the feeling of soaring in the sky, and the eagle could laugh too.

Li Xiaolong's face turned red suddenly. What is the most unbearable thing for men? It's not okay to be laughed at by a beautiful woman!

No matter where you are laughed at, it won’t work!

He secretly gritted his teeth and plucked up the courage to say to Zhou Wenqiang: "Uncle Master, I have always heard from the master that you are the most powerful master of national arts in Hong Kong and the unparalleled god of war. I have always wanted to ask Uncle Master for advice. I wonder if Uncle Master can give me this opportunity?"

Zhou Wenqiang was speechless. He glanced at Yamamoto Miku with a smile on his face and said to himself that you are fine and what do he do for him? Don’t you know that men are unbearable? Now, this kid wants to regain his dignity from me. What is the reason for this?

"Okay, no matter how I say I am your relative uncle, it's okay for us to work together."

Zhou Wenqiang nodded. Li Xiaolong was once his idol, and now he can fight with his idol is a dream.

The power of competition is terrible. Now, Shaw Brothers' Qingshui Bay set and Zhenlong Film's Tseung Kwan O set have completed some of the venues, and these venues have been put into use.

Zhou Wenqiang took Bruce Lee and Yamamoto to an outdoor site that was often used to shoot kung fu films, which immediately attracted a lot of attention, especially those martial artists. When they heard that the boss was going to fight with the kung fu boy who returned from the Lighthouse Kingdom, they immediately became interested and prepared melon seeds and peanut benches to play the role of the melon-eating crowd.

Yamamoto Miyato stood aside with his hands in his arms, looking at Zhou Wenqiang and Li Xiaolong in the field with a smile, his beautiful eyes shining out from time to time.

"Uncle Master, I'm rude!"

Li Xiaolong was not polite, and jumped around Zhou Wenqiang for a few steps, swept his nose with his right hand, and shouted "I'll hit"! Before the scream fell, he swept his leg towards Zhou Wenqiang's waist.

The martial artists watching were moved. Everyone was a trainer. How could they not see that Li Xiaolong's leg was extremely fast, and his leg was so powerful that it actually brought out a whistling leg wind. This is the real skill of a hard bridge and hard horse. If they were replaced by them, it would be difficult to avoid this leg and they could only take it hard.

"The speed of extruding legs is indeed not slow. This kid has put in hard work."

Zhou Wenqiang nodded secretly, made a mistake at his feet, easily avoiding Li Xiaolong's whip leg, and did not rush to fight back. This is the rule when he was the uncle who asked his nephew to make his three moves.

Li Xiaolong was not discouraged at all, and his waist exerted force instantly. His leg turned and kicked back in the air, like a dragon waving its tail. Zhou Wenqiang shook his feet and easily avoided it again.

Li Xiaolong was obviously stunned for a moment, quickly closed his legs, bullied into the central palace, and hit him with a blow. He thought he was already fast enough, but he felt that his eyes were flashing and his uncle was gone. He reacted very quickly, and he rushed forward two steps before turning back, and found that his uncle was indeed behind him.

Yamamoto's eyes were shiny, and only she could keep up with Zhou Wenqiang's speed at the scene, while the martial artists looked straight and could only sigh at the big boss's great body style.

Li Xiaolong was very unhappy and said a little dissatisfied: "Uncle Master, you hide so quickly, how can you fight me?"

He has played games in Lighthouse Country. If he hides like this in the boxing ring, especially when he goes around behind his opponent, it is a foul.

"Why, don't accept it?"

Zhou Wenqiang smiled and said, "Then from now on, if you can force me to move half an inch, it will be considered that you will win."

"Uncle Master, you underestimate me too much. If so, I will definitely win."

Li Xiaolong jumped around Zhou Wenqiang for two steps and shouted, "I'll hit!" Suddenly he soared into the air and kicked Zhou Wenqiang's lower abdomen, but he used a downward pressure.

Whether Zhou Wen was tough and was hit by this kick or he would immediately use his strength to kick out the other two, which is the famous Li Sanji.

I don’t want to win, I just want to force Zhou Wenqiang to move half an inch!

But just as he soared into the air and bent his knees and legs out, Zhou Wenqiang spread his right arm and his two fingers were already on his knee jumping acupoint. Li Xiaolong felt a numbness on his knees, and he couldn't kick it out.

When Li Xiaolong had nowhere to leverage his strength, he immediately leaned forward and turned into a preparatory position on his face. He reacted very quickly and lowered his head and hit Zhou Wenqiang. At the same time, his fists came to the left and right, and rushed towards Zhou Wenqiang's ear door.

"Haha, struggling to death."

Two blows hit Li Xiaolong's arm directly, and at the same time, he kicked to the sky, holding Li Xiaolong's jaw. He didn't exert force because he was his nephew. Otherwise, the rabbit kicked the eagle and could have half of his face.

Li Xiaolong was directly locked in the air and stared at Zhou Wenqiang foolishly, thinking to himself that uncle, what kind of kung fu, you are, the master has never taught me.

Zhou Wenqiang withdrew his legs, gently supported Li Xiaolong and put him back on the ground, and smiled and said, "Are you convinced now?"

Li Xiaolong did not answer, looked at him silently, looking like he was wandering around the sky, and suddenly murmured: "The opponent's attack was halfway through, suddenly cut off, suddenly cut off... I understand! I understand! This martial art should be called Jeet Kune Do! Thank you uncle for teaching his unique skills, I will definitely carry forward Jeet Kune Do in the future."

Zhou Wenqiang: "......emmm, it turns out that Jeet Kune Do was created by me, and I only found out today?"

"I have to think about it again, it's amazing..."

Li Xiaolong murmured all the way, walking aimlessly into the distance.

Yamamoto Miyako glanced at Zhou Wenqiang and suddenly laughed and said, "Mr. Guangnan, you haven't told me the show yet."

"Talking about drama is the director's business."

"Then say something else, for example, what did my father ask you for an appointment that day, and how much did you know about me...?"

......

Taiping Mountain Top is a very quiet place. Because there are few people living here, and they are rich people with status. No one will run around at night, so at night, it is as quiet as a paradise.

Yamamoto wears a floral cheongsam that can highlight his figure very well, and he has light makeup on his face. He is so beautiful that he doesn't look like a female zombie and more like a little fairy.

"When I was a child, I liked to hide in my father's arms and watch the stars the most. My father said that the stars are eternal, but human life is limited. This made me understand a truth. The time to be able to see the stars in my father's arms is beautiful and short, and I must cherish it."

Yamamoto Miku smiled sweetly: "My father seems to be like me, and he cherishes such time very much. He also said that he really hopes that he can always hold me to see the stars like this, so that we can have eternal time like the stars."

Zhou Wenqiang, who was standing beside her, smiled faintly: "It sounds very touching, what happened later?"

"Later, our ideal came true."
Chapter completed!