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When he saw Song Shuhang's strange expression, Song Daddy questioned him: “Can't you film it last year? So how long do you need? By the way, what type of shooting is it? Is it a funny video movie like that on the internet? ”

“Cough, no.” Song Shuhang patted his chest: “Don't worry, it can be done last year, it will be done! ”

Anyway, he had to make a little movie before last year!

And he has to get a homeowner role... reward a waiter with hundreds of thousands of dollars, and have hundreds of luxury car licenses.

Surely this man cannot lie, and it is at a price to lie.

Look back and see if there are any seniors in the all-powerful Jiuzhou No. 1 group who invest in the ‘film and television' industry.

With Song Shuhang's knowledge of seniors in the group, seniors' tentacles have reached every industry corner of the world, even Mars probes are invested.

Perhaps there is a senior who runs a movie company, and then he can ask the senior to help him get a small film. He can be a free, unrepentant millionaire, on call, without paying his wages.

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On the highway, Zhao Yayi was on the railing. Perhaps it is the reason for the wind, standing in her position, can hear the dialogue between Song Shuhang and Daddy Song and Uncle Lu.

“You're lying.” Zhao Yaya muttered softly, even from afar, she could guess that Song Shuhang was lying by looking at some minor limb movements.

Whether it's about a driver's license or a movie, you're lying.

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Song Shuhang sent Daddy Song and Uncle Lu to the mountain lane twice, and brought their boxes up again.

Zhao Yayao roughly examined the three of them and found no abnormalities except for Uncle Lu, who twisted his waist.

Later, she said to Daddy Song: “Uncle, let me and my friends take you home first... hmm, but it may have to be delivered in batches. ”

All three of them drove out of two sports cars and could only send three people on one trip.

“Sister Yaya, send my father and Uncle Lu home first. Then you pick me up again.” Song Shuhang laughed: “Just in time, I should also notify my friend, let him help me get the tractor down there. ”

“Well, then you wait here, and I'll pick you up soon.” Zhao Yaya nodded.

Daddy Song got into Zhao Yaya's car, and Song Shuhang's big box let Zhao Yaya take home first...

After Zhao Yaya and the others sailed away, Song Shuhang sighed and relaxed.

Then he leaped again towards the tractor.

The tractor is also attached to the White Honor's French symbols, which, apart from the one with the sturdy body, are safer to tear down first.

In addition, there is a large meteorite behind the bucket.

There was no bystander this time, Song Shuhang Shipping "Gentleman's Mileage" figure, the two landings came to the tractor.

“Let's get the tractor straight.” Song Shuhang's secret passage.

At will, he reached out and grabbed the body of the tractor.

“Drink!” a heavy drink, the qi and blood force in his heart and eyes exploded, the auxiliary method "Immovable Body" operated naturally, crossing his body surface into a light gold color.

The next moment, Song Shuhang's arms are strong, and he lifts!

The tractor, which was originally a tortoise tumbling tractor, was lifted hard - also because the tractor was supported by the ‘gravity reduction' method of the white dignitaries.

Subsequently, he pushed his arms hard and darkly ran the tricks of the Basic Fist of the Vajra, pushing hard. The heavy tractor body was lifted upwards, making a loud 'bang’ noise on the floor.

With the exception of some diesel spills, the entire tractor was intact.

This meteorite on the ground, for some reason, fell from a height or was overwhelmed by the body of a heavy tractor, had many small cracks on its surface.

Song Shuhang squatted curiously to the meteorite: “Strange, is this meteorite so fragile? ”

Because at first, the meteorite crushed the ‘cloud mayor’ of the air pirate door, knocking him out of the sky and finally smashing a big hole in the ground.

If the meteorite was so brittle, it should have smashed into small pieces when it fell from the air, right?

Also... Song Shuhang remembered that when he first lifted the meteor, he sensed the smell of the White Venerable from it. What the hell is this meteorite?

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So Song Shuhang approached the meteorite and carefully measured it.

“If you look closely, the two sections above and below the meteorite appear a little too flat.” Song Shuhang's secret passage.

In the lower plane, there is a hint of cloud mist. It is presumed that when the Misty Daoist encountered the meteorite, he attempted to cut the meteorite with his sword and then left an external slice on it.

On the other hand, if you feel it carefully, you can smell the white honor.

But why does the meteorite smell like Senior White?

Song Shuhang thought, “Could it be those 'one-time flying swords' launched into space? ”

Especially recently, seniors fired a lot of 'one-time swords’ over it.

If it were those disposable swords, it would be possible to leave such a cut after hitting the meteorite and cutting it open.

Song Shuhang's fingers gently caressed between the cracks of the meteorite, and his spiritual strength sensed the breath.

“So that's it!” He realized it.

Between the cracks of the meteorite, traces of collision between ‘Senior White’ and ‘Misty Way Man' swords can also be detected.

The two swords interacted with meteorites as carriers, causing extensive damage to the internal structure of the meteorites.

So when Song Shuhang took the meteorite to the car, it would feel the meteorite accidental ‘light’.

That's because this meteorite was long ago a 'golden jade out there, losing it', and there was just a shell in the sky.

Later, after another tractor rollover event, the internal cracks finally spread to the surface!

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“By the way, what would the two swords look like inside this meteorite?” Song Shuhang's heart suddenly burst into curiosity.

Anyway, the meteorite is already cracked, why don't we blow it away?

Just do it!

Song Shuhang's heart and eyes exploded, accumulating strength on the fist.

“Basic boxing, one!” He sipped, his right fist pounding on the meteorite!

Click...

The surface of the meteorite breaks apart rapidly, and the housing peels apart in pieces.

Song Shuhang's heart suddenly had a bad feeling when he looked at the meteor and was about to reveal its inner appearance.

He reached into his pocket and squeezed the last 'armor' in his hand in case he couldn't prepare.

Boom...

At this point, the shell broke to about a third of its original size, and the meteorite suddenly exploded.

Shit, it explodes for hair!