Let's just drift through life together in this quick transmigration story.

Chapter 282 I Want to Be a Big Star (5)

Xiong Bufan was dismantling things around with a horizontal knife. Since they said the boat was damaged, she would help them. That's how helpful she was.

However, it seems she has never sailed a boat before. Xiong Bufan secretly hid the newest boat in his spatial storage, so she can slowly sail and play with it when she has time.

Kongkong felt that Xiong Bufan's actions were pointless and would only increase the burden on future missions, since the compensation was a large sum of money. However, he felt that he had to vent his anger, otherwise he would get sick from holding it in.

When the director arrived at the scene, Xiong Bufan was lying in the director's tent eating compressed biscuits and dried meat. The car and boat were gone, and only some junk was piled up there.

Seeing the director return, Xiong Bufan sat up. "You're back? I have something to discuss with you."

Seeing how familiar Xiong Bufan and the director seemed, the guests couldn't help but glance at the two of them. Li Qingniang was indeed quite capable; she had managed to seduce the director in such a short time. No wonder she had the confidence to treat them like that; they hadn't starved to death in over twenty days.

Seeing the looks in everyone's eyes, the director, though lecherous, wasn't indiscriminate in his lust. "Li Qingniang, come out here. What's going on with the boats and cars outside?"

"Didn't you say the car and boat were broken? I'll dismantle them for you. No need to thank me too much."

Director: "Li Qingniang, I think you don't want to work in this industry anymore. Pay up, or you'll be going to court."

Xiong Bufan looked at the director in front of him. He was square-faced and not even as tall as the original owner. Now that he was thinner, he looked like a gas cylinder. Judging from his appearance, he was not a good person. Moreover, the original owner's death from starvation was inextricably linked to him.

Xiong Bufan suddenly rushed over and grabbed the director by the neck, "You're asking me for money? And you want me to pay the penalty for breach of contract?"

"I did your work, and you didn't pay me? You have no conscience!" As he spoke, he swayed back and forth. In a moment of carelessness, he used too much force and broke the director's neck.

Now that he's dead, no one will work for him. Xiong Bufan let go, put his arm around the director's shoulder, and channeled some spiritual energy into him to sustain his life. "I saved you, so remember to work for me."

The director lowered his head, unable to lift it at all. "Call the police! Quick, call the police!"

The guests huddled together; they had been beaten up yesterday and didn't want to be beaten up again today.

Xiao Sun quickly took out his cordless phone to call for help, but Xiong Bufan snatched it away and threw it at him, causing Xiao Sun to stumble back several steps and fall to the ground.

Why do people always ignore her, and why are some people withholding her wages? Xiong Bufan didn't understand, and started shaking the director's shoulder, "Are you going to pay me? You dare make me work for free?"

Thanks to his spiritual power, the director is now fully conscious, though he's speaking unclearly, "Wh-what money?"

"My wages, one million US dollars, I want one million US dollars."

He spent a lot of money on the boat and the car, and even more money transporting them here, but now Li Qingniang has ruined them all. How can she have the nerve to ask for money back?

The director rolled his eyes in anger, "You, you're robbing me! I'm calling the police to arrest you!"

Xiong Bufan had never seen such a stubborn person before. He forcefully threw him aside and said, "You're refusing to pay your debts and you still have the nerve to argue? You're not cooperating at all, you piece of trash."

Someone will always help me!

The director was thrown to the ground and couldn't get up. The assistant director rushed over in a hurry, asking, "What happened? What are you all doing here?"

Xiong Bufan turned to look at the assistant director, who was no better. He walked over and grabbed the assistant director's hair, saying, "You're going to do a live stream for me. I'm going to start a live stream, or that person will end up like you."

The original owner's task needs to be done as soon as possible; Xiong Bufan isn't the kind of bear who procrastinates.

The assistant director was stunned and was about to slap Xiong Bufan across the face, but Xiong Bufan forcefully pulled his arm off and threw it aside, saying, "Aren't you going to work for me or I'll kill you!"

The guests trembled with fear. Su Yang clutched his broken arm. Had Li Qingniang not killed them yesterday?

The director was yelling "Help! Help!" Xiao Sun went over to help the director up, but he couldn't lift the director's head. The director was probably still alive because of the adrenaline rush.

Assistant Director: "I'll do it, just don't hit me." As long as we get back, we'll definitely unite with all sides to send Li Qingniang to jail, so she'll never be able to turn her life around.

Xiong Bufan slowly released his grip and gently patted the dandruff off his hand. "It would have been better if you had done this earlier, then you wouldn't have had to lose your arm. But you need to be careful about hygiene, you've made my hands dirty."

Blood was gushing from her arm. Fearing the assistant director might die, Xiong Bufan channeled some spiritual energy into her. She truly was a kind brown bear.

The assistant director covered his scalp, realizing that he had grown his hair long for art years ago, but it had unexpectedly benefited Li Qingniang.

Xiong Bufan only knew about TV dramas and didn't understand live streaming, but he had some memories of the original owner. Xiong Bufan felt that he could still do it, and if all else failed, there were still these people.

Fearing the assistant director would give him a perfunctory answer, Xiong Bufan turned back halfway and said, "If I don't see my own live stream within an hour, I'll kill you all."

"I'll make sure you die far from home, unable to be reincarnated." As he spoke, Xiong Bufan made a gesture as if to kill them.

Kongkong: "Bufan, your move just now was really cool, it was incredibly intimidating."

"That's right, I learned it from TV dramas." Xiong Bufan was a little excited that she could act in TV dramas in this world. No one could ruin her dream of becoming a big star.

The director has quite a lot of food here. Xiong Bufan put all the stored food in his space. This is to help the production team complete the last task, which is that the production team also has no food.

Kongkong: "Bufan, are you avenging the original owner of this body?"

"Yes, I'm a brown bear with principles. If I take something from someone, I'll help them with the work."

Kongkong: "Bufan, you're such a good bear."

"I think so too."

While Xiong Bufan was enjoying a peaceful day, the assistant director was in complete chaos, trying to salvage the director's situation by using available information and bandaging up the assistant director's wounds.

They didn't take Xiong Bufan's threat seriously at all. If they wanted to kill him, they would have done so long ago. Besides, they weren't the ones who truly deserved to die.

So when an hour had passed and no one was filming Xiong Bufan, and there was hardly anyone around, Xiong Bufan realized he had been tricked and went over with the knife again.

The assistant director is making phone calls for help; no matter the cost, they are determined to return to China.

Xiong Bufan appeared behind him like a ghost. "Didn't you say you were going to stay for three months? You want to run away early? You're lying to me?"

The assistant director hung up the phone and fired a shot. They were in a foreign country where guns were not prohibited, so Li Qingniang's death could only mean she was unlucky.

Caught off guard, Xiong Bufan was shot in the stomach. How dare this person sneak up on her! Enduring the pain, Xiong Bufan slapped the assistant director across the face, smashing his head into a bloody mist.