Listening to Shen Jiayao's boasting of Haikou, Ye Fan was stunned for a while, and immediately patted his thigh and laughed.

"I'm serious!" Miss Shen reached out to pinch his ear.

"Haha, Shen Jiayao, do you think it's so easy to make stars?" Ye Fan dodged her little hand attack, still laughing: "This is Hollywood, not the Chinese have the final say! Even if you can be recognized by 1.5 billion Chinese around the world, you can't enter the white-dominated film art auditorium." ”

"Hmph, this is racial discrimination!" Shen Jiayao pouted and snorted: "I will definitely find a way to help you break into Hollywood, even if it takes three years and five years and invests tens of billions." ”

Ye Fan shook his head and smiled: "Why bother to seek the near and far, thankless? If you want to make the film and television industry bigger, it is better to get the ** piece up first, the United States has Hollywood, India has Bollywood, why can't we have Hollywood and Hualywood in China?"

"Huh, you reminded me of that. Shen Jiayao's eyes lit up, and she was pleasantly surprised: "The scale and level of the film and television industry are definitely no less than the Indians who sing and dance, if you count according to the number of movies per capita, it has even surpassed Hollywood, the only thing lacking is international influence." ”

"Well, ** and Taipei can be jointly operated, it is the territory of New Ngee An, Long Tianjiao will definitely come up with a plan and strategy, the big fat meat of the world film market, it is true that the Lao Mei family cannot be called dominant. In terms of China, if you want to break through the hegemony of the Americans, you still lack a lot of soft power...... "Ye Fan fell into deep thought, and from this incident, he thought of many factors related to the competition between China and the United States for the first place in the world, economy, military, science and technology, and culture...... Even the national faith, all the aspects he can think of, except for the rapid narrowing of the gap in economic strength, all of them have been thrown out of a few streets by Lao Mei.

The road is long, and its repair is far away!

As a descendant of Yan and Huang, who does not want the country to become rich and strong, and the shame of a hundred years of decline? Shen Jiayao's wish is a microcosm of the longing of countless Chinese people.

Both of them were silent in their own reverie very tacitly, and they didn't notice that in front of the police car on the left, a heavy container truck leisurely overtook them, and the tail of the butt was rushing at the police car, and the tail of the container quietly opened and slid down two inclined iron plates!

Without a trace of slowing down, the police car rushed onto the iron plate and drilled into the belly of the container in one go!

"What's going on?" The moment the car body climbed, Shen Jiayao was shocked.

The police car stopped inside the container, and the space was pitch black.

"Did you meet a bandit?" Ye Fan laughed lazily and knocked on the driver's back seat in the front seat: "Brother, which mountain?"

The other party sneered, and actually spoke fluent Chinese: "You will know when you get to the place!"

"Is this like this again?" Ye Fan shrugged his shoulders, very helpless, just arrived in the United States, he was kidnapped repeatedly, could it be that the script was written by the same person?

"Teach him a lesson first!" Shen Jiayao said viciously: "Give him some color, pretend to be a policeman, and carry out kidnapping, these two crimes will be settled first." ”

The white man immediately became nervous when he heard this, but he said very stiffly: "Come on! If I am afraid of death, I am not an American-soldier." ”

"Yo drink, listen, dare to love this guy or is he from the army?" Ye Fan smiled: "The legendary veteran?"

"That's right! Marine Corps Sergeant Mark Kane!" the man proudly saluted the void in front of him, solemn and calm.

Ye Fan and Shen Jiayao glanced at each other, and couldn't help but wonder, the veteran pretended to be a policeman, what kind of medicine was sold in this gourd?

"Oh, these black holes on all sides are really unpleasant to sit on!" Ye Fan said as he spoke, with a loud bang, he kicked the car door!

Mark's face changed drastically, he turned his head and took out a pistol and aimed it at Ye Fan's head: "Don't move!

"That's it?" A flower in front of him, somehow, his pistol actually reached Ye Fan's hand.

Click, click, click-

There was a screeching sound of metal running-in, and in the blink of an eye, the pistol was crumpled into a lump of iron and thrown back to Mark Kane.

Looking at his green face, Shen Jiayao couldn't help laughing.

"Sergeant, tell me who your master is. Ye Fan stomped Erlang's legs and squinted his eyes.

Mark opened his mouth and swallowed, "I don't understand what you're talking about, I don't have any masters, only brothers." ”

"Ye Fan, leave him in the car!" Shen Jiayao was a little impatient.

"Wait. Ye Fan smiled and said, "Mark, then you tell us who planned this matter." ”

"General!" this time, he didn't hide it, and said proudly: "It's General Longel!"

Longel Ye Fan pondered for a while, and it seemed that he had never heard of this person's name in his impression.

"What Longel? What kind of goods is he?" Shen Jiayao threatened in a cold voice: "Tell me more details! Otherwise, I will cut your tongue!"

Mark glanced at Ye Fan's hands, his eyes showed a little timidity, and he hesitated for a long time before he told the truth: "Before General Longel retired, he was subordinate to the commander of the Pacific Theater, mainly responsible for special forces assault missions, and was the direct commander of the Navy SEAL......"

"Navy SEALs?!" Ye Fan quickly captured the key.

"Yes, a few years ago, the Navy SEALs led by General Longel successfully captured the terrorist tycoon Ben Laden, and later, for some reason, the general announced his retirement, left the Ministry of Defense, and formed his own team. Mark looked admiring and proud.

"I understand!" Ye Fan raised his head and exhaled, "The general in your mouth is now the leader of the mercenary army, and he must have been instructed by someone to plan this matter." ”

"You're lying!" Mark suddenly became furious: "It is impossible for a general to be commanded, and the death squad has absolute justice and principles!"

"Death squads, do you think they're making a movie?" Shen Jiayao felt funny and angry, these American retired soldiers are called donkeys to kick their heads! Those who dare to flaunt justice are either extremely hypocritical or crazy.

Ye Fan smiled and shook his head: "Mark, so you are also a member of the death squad?"

"No, for now...... Not yet. Mark looked a little surprised, and answered his question timidly: "There are only thirteen members of the death squad at present, and I ...... I was just...... Reserves on the bench ......"

"Well, from this point of view, your General Longel is a man of discernment. Ye Fan looked at him with a smile.

Mark knew that he was ridiculed and ridiculed by the other party, but he could only accept it with his head bored, there was no way, who called himself so poor, he could only act as a substitute in the bench.

At this time, the truck slowed down slowly, rumbled to a stop, and should have landed smoothly, but the three of them felt a shaking, followed by as if they were on an elevator, and the whole container slowly rose, and was being moved to another direction by some force.

"What's going on outside, where are we?" Shen Jiayao was a little flustered, unable to figure out the state she was in.

"Don't be nervous, I'm going to take a free flight again!" Ye Fan asked Mark with a smile: "Sergeant, where is the next stop?"

Through the container, he saw a large transport plane with an open belly, which was the main long-range transport aircraft of the US military, the Airmaster C17!