Supreme Medicinal God

Chapter 280: Enjoy the smoke

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"You want a smoke, don't you?"

Then, Ye Feng strode up to the director who had forgotten to put the cigarette in his mouth, grabbed the cigarette box, and sneered, "Then I'll let you smoke to your heart's content!"

Everyone on the set was stunned by Ye Feng's move. They were all dumbfounded. Some wanted to go up, but didn't dare to get close.

Without waiting for the director to speak, Ye Feng moved his hands and pressed his numb points, making him unable to move. Then he reached into the cigarette box and stuffed a dozen cigarettes into the director's mouth, and then put one cigarette each into his nostrils and ears.

Then he picked up the lighter and lit them one by one slowly and methodically.

When he saw that the cigarette was lit, he moved his hand and relieved the director's numbness.

The Ma points are acupuncture points that block the circulation of blood and Qi in the human body. Once they are unblocked, the blood and Qi will flow and the person will naturally breathe in.

Although the director is the god on the set, he is not a real god after all. Even when his numbness is untied, he still needs to breathe.

But when he inhaled, sparks came out of his mouth, ears and nose, and a puff of green smoke rose from his head.

The scene was so thrilling that it was truly mind-blowing.

Cough cough... Cough cough...

Although the director had been a smoker for many years, the strong smell of smoke made him dizzy and he started coughing violently.

Not only that, the two cigarettes that fell along his ear holes also burned a cigarette scar on each cheek.

"Are you satisfied..."

Patting the director's face, Ye Feng said with a smile: "If you're not satisfied, I'll help you satisfy it again..."

The director was about to cough up his lungs, how could he utter a single word

After a sneer, Ye Feng ignored him and turned to walk towards Jingjing. Under Aunt Xue's panicked gaze, he picked her up from the soft chair and strode out.

It was not until Ye Feng took a few steps forward that Aunt Xue, who was stunned by his move, woke up from her dream and hurriedly followed him.

"If you have the guts, get out of this studio and don't beg to come back in..."

The director had recovered by now and pointed at Aunt Xue angrily.

When Aunt Xue heard this, her face turned pale.

The director really couldn't do anything to Ye Feng, but he had the power of life and death over whether Jingjing could continue filming the movie.

Jingjing attached great importance to this drama, otherwise, she would not have accepted the role of the heroine even though she knew that the director had a bad reputation in the circle.

"Does she value this play very much?" Ye Feng frowned and asked Aunt Xue.

Aunt Xue smiled bitterly and nodded.

Jingjing can be said to have put in a lot of effort for this play.

Not only did he memorize the script until late at night every day to try to figure out the character's psychology, but he also looked up a lot of information to study the character's life background at the time and personality traits, all in order to perform well.

"If you have the guts to leave, don't come back! Do you believe I will fucking ban you?"

Seeing that he had intimidated Aunt Xue, the director became even more arrogant and jumped up and down with contempt.

"block?"

Ye Feng smiled, looked at the director playfully, and said calmly, "Are you sure you want to ban her?"

"With just one phone call, I can make sure she won't get any roles in the future!" the director said arrogantly.

“That’s awesome!”

Ye Feng smiled and gave the director a thumbs up, then walked up to him holding Jingjing, leaned his head close to his ear, and said with a smile: "Then let me ask you, do you want others to know about your anal fissure?"

Anal fissure...

How did he know!

When the director heard this, his body trembled suddenly, and he stared at Ye Feng as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

"You poke me, I poke you. It's such a happy thing, and it's not shameful. Why are you so scared?"

Ye Feng patted the director's shoulder with a smile and continued, "You are so awesome, you deserve it!"

"How did you know?"

After trembling all over for a long time, the director asked Ye Feng in a trembling voice.

"I still have a few photos in my hand. Do you want to take a look? You guys are quite good at having fun..." Ye Feng said nonsense.

photo

The director's face turned purple. He grunted for a long time and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "What do you want?"

It's not that he didn't suspect that Ye Feng was trying to scare him, but when he thought that Ye Feng actually knew such a secret thing as anal fissure, the doubt in his heart immediately disappeared.

Moreover, he didn't dare to gamble with Ye Feng, because he was a married man. It was okay for him to fool around outside, but if people knew that he was being stabbed around by others, not only would his wife and children be separated, but he would also be branded as a marriage fraud.

And they were having too much fun and smoked some things they shouldn't have.

If this gets exposed, no matter how talented he is, I'm afraid no company will hire him to make a movie.

"It's simple. Take good care of your subordinates and pretend that what happened today never happened. When Jingjing comes back tomorrow, you can continue acting as usual. After the filming is finished, we can all go our separate ways!"

"good!"

The director nodded, then looked at Ye Feng pleadingly and said, "Brother, can you delete that photo?"

"Wait until the filming is finished. I don't trust you because your character is so bad."

Ye Feng couldn't even produce the photos, so how could he show them to him? He shook his head and refused without thinking.

This is to blackmail me...

The director was so angry that his hair stood on end, but he didn't dare to show it. He could only smile and nod, his back bent like a lackey, and he stretched out his arms and said flatteringly, "Big brother, have a safe trip. Come and visit us often when you have nothing to do."

Aunt Xue was dumbfounded, not understanding why the director's attitude changed so drastically in just a short while.

However, she could guess that Ye Feng must have used some tricks, otherwise this notoriously mean director would never be so obedient.

"What are you looking at? Hurry up and start working... Watch your mouths. If I hear a word about what happened today, you won't be able to work anymore! You are a bunch of losers. I would rather raise a dog than you!"

After sending Ye Feng away like a pug, the director turned around and stared at the group of stagehands and other staff and cursed angrily.

What the hell is this guy? He only bullies the weak and fears the strong. Didn’t he get taught a lesson by the big guy just now

A group of people nodded submissively, but they were cursing in their hearts.

"Ye Feng, where are we going?"

She followed Ye Feng into the car in a daze. After driving out of the film and television city, they drove farther and farther away. When she saw Ye Feng stop the car in front of a hotel, Aunt Xue panicked.

"Book a room... Otherwise why come to the hotel..."

Ye Feng said angrily that this woman had delayed Jingjing to this point, and even giving her two punches wouldn't make him feel better.

"Open... open a room?"

Aunt Xue felt a little dizzy for a moment and asked Ye Feng again in a trembling voice.

If Ye Feng really wanted to take advantage of Jingjing's illness to get a room and do something, she wouldn't be able to stop him with these two tricks.