The Great Showbiz Commando

On the film set, Director Quentin called the leader of the stage group to his office and scolded him angrily, "We have worked together for so long. You should know my temper. Before the shooting, I asked if there was any problem with the safety precautions. Is this what you told me? It's a big problem. "

The group leader of the stage knew that he was in the wrong. If he was more rigorous, these things wouldn't have happened today.

"You are too arrogant and conceited. You thought there was absolutely no problem, but someone took advantage of it. Alas, I really don't know what to say about you. Forget it. You can leave." Director Quentin said disappointedly.

"What? Director Quentin, what do you mean?" The leader of the stage asked in a panic.

"Let's terminate the cooperation."

"Director Quentin, you can't do this. We have a contract. You can't break it."

Director Quentin shook his head helplessly, "It was caused by your negligence. I have to give Muriel and Lindy an explanation. What I need is a serious partner, not a careless one."

The group leader still wanted to plead with Director Quentin. But Director Quentin had a splitting headache. He waved his hand and asked him to leave as soon as possible. He didn't want to listen to a word. Many officials issued a statement together to condemn the unscrupulous reporters, and the surveillance video of the hospital showed their ugly faces perfectly. If there had been someone who spoke for the reporters just now, now seeing these posts, everyone immediately cursed under the two reporters' micro-blog.

After knowing Muriel's death, Sunny jumped around in high spirits. However, not long after, she saw the refutation post of Purple Cloud Media. She looked through these posts in disbelief. It was said that Murie was still alive and Muriel's operation was successful and out of danger.

"Ah! Ah! Why don't you die? Why don't you die?" Sunny was so angry that she kicked all the pillows on the sofa to the floor.

"Ding, Ding, Ding." Sunny's phone on the tea table rang. It was Max calling, which made her more furious.

"Hello!" Sunny held the phone tightly and said in an unfriendly tone.

"Sunny, I've done all the things for you. Muriel is dead, too. Can you give me the drugs? " Max flattered. He didn't log in to micro-blog, so he didn't know about the official refutation. He thought that Muriel was really dead.

Sunny grounded her teeth and scolded, "How did you do it! Muriel is still alive! Rubbish!

"What? Muriel is dead. I saw... "

"The official micro-blog of Purple Cloud Media and Storm have refuted the rumor. It was deliberately written by the reporters in order to attract eyeballs! I'm so pissed off. She's still alive!"

Hearing the vicious voice from the telephone receiver in his hand, Max swallowed with fear and stammered, "Then, can you give me some drugs? I've put up with it for a long time. I'm itching more and more. Please, Sunny! "

"No, I won't give it to you until you have done it!"

Max pulled a long face and said, "Sunny, I've done what you asked me to do. Can you give it to me?"

Sunny opened her bag and looked at the things in it. After thinking for a while, she said, "Come to my apartment."

"Okay, okay. Thank you, Sunny. Thank you." After hanging up the phone, Max hailed a taxi to Sunny's apartment.

About half an hour later, Sunny's doorbell rang. She looked through the peephole and confirmed that it was Max standing outside, so she opened the door and let him in as soon as possible.

Max nodded and bowed to Sunny, "Sister, I'll leave as soon as I get the goods. I won't bother you anymore."

Sunny pointed at the sofa next to her and said, "Sit down."

Max looked at the things on the ground and sat on the sofa cautiously. Sunny opened her bag, took out an injection tube and handed it to Max, who took it happily.

When he was about to say thanks to Sunny, Sunny said coldly, "This needle is not for you."

"What?" Max looked at Sunny in confusion.

Sunny continued, "You sneak into Muriel's ward tonight and injected the liquid into her body."

Sunny frowned and looked at the dumbfounded Max. In fact, this syringe was not prepared for Muriel at the beginning, but for Max.

If Muriel could die smoothly

according to her plan, this syringe

would be used as a reward and handed over to Max. The syringe was filled with high-purity and excessive drugs. It was Max who knew the truth of Muriel's death. In

order not to leak it out, to die. At that time, if Max thought

it was a low purity drug injected the

drug into his vein, he would be

poisoned to death in less than an

hour.

But now that Muriel was still alive, let Max inject this syringe into Muriel's body! She lost her reputation because of drug abuse. Then let the drug take Muriel to hell!

Max came to his senses and pushed the syringe out. "No, I can't. There is a surveillance video in the hospital. If something happens to Muriel, they can recognize me by watching the surveillance video."

Sunny said with disdain, "The surveillance video doesn't matter. You sneaked in this middle of the night and put on more clothes to make yourself look bloated. Then who can recognize you with a hat on your head?"

Max thought Sunny's suggestion was feasible, but he was afraid that he didn't dare to take the risk.

Seeing that Max was a little hesitant,

Sunny put the syringe into his hand again and said, "Everyone was

asleep in the early morning, and no one would find you. You just need to enter mu Muriel's ward quickly and inject the drugs into her body, and then you can leave. After that, I can provide you with the goods for a year without pay!"

Sunny thought to herself, 'As long as you are still alive.'

Max felt the itch all over his body,

and his eyes were attracted by the needle tubing in his hand. Seeing the expression on his face, Sunny immediately knew what he was thinking. "Humph, I can advise you not to inject this drug."

Max didn't expect that his secret was exposed. He asked sheepishly, "What's wrong?"

"The purity of this goods is very high. As long as the needle is injected into some body, it will take less than an hour to die." Sunny whispered in Max's ear. Hearing this, Max couldn't help trembling. He looked at the syringe in his hand in fear. Fortunately, he didn't make the decision easily, or he would die soon. Sunny patted him on the back and said in a low voice, "Don't be nervous. You can do it."

Thinking that he could ask Sunny for drugs without pay for a year, Max was a little tempted. After hesitating for a while on the sofa, he finally made up his mind. "Okay." After Max left, Sunny closed the door with a complacent smile on her face. I