75: What's wrong? You can't even recognize the chief?

Ali, holding the gun opposite him, furrowed his brows, his temper flaring up again.

This man from Dragon Country not only looked at him like he was looking at a grandson.

Why did his lecturing tone also sound like he was lecturing a grandson?

The muzzle that had just left his forehead was pressed back against it.

"What do you mean?"

"Am I someone you can just evaluate at will?"

Just now, feeling like Ali was about to pull back his gun, the Film Crew had just breathed a sigh of relief.

Now, their hearts were in their throats again.

They finally realized it.

Lin Pei was just going up there to seek death.

If they didn't kill him, he would find every possible way to court death.

Fine.

What kind of good-tempered Terrorist would let him lecture them like this?

Lin Pei's expression suddenly became serious.

Looking at Ali, it was even more like he was looking at his own grandson.

This time, it was like looking at a good-for-nothing grandson.

"It's not like I haven't scolded you before."

"Ali, you can't even recognize me?"

????

The scene fell silent for a moment.

Not just Ali, but hundreds of Terrorists stared in unison at Lin Pei's face.

Attempting to discern what relationship this man from Dragon Country had with their leader.

From his tone, did he think he was qualified to lecture the leader?

But he looked dozens of years younger than the leader.

How could that be possible?

The people from the Film Crew were also shocked.

"What's going on? Did Lin Pei know this Terrorist leader before?"

"It seems so; he looks like he's of a higher seniority than the leader."

"Is it for real? It looks like the leader didn't recognize him."

"Is it this exciting? I'm getting goosebumps."

"If Brother Lin really has a relationship with this organization, are we safe?"

In short, hearing Lin Pei's words, the actors of the Film Crew felt their hope of survival grow a bit more.

If he could really speak to them, maybe he could get the Terrorists to release them as soon as possible.

Zhang Ze, Hai Qing, and Lin Texian looked at each other.

Zhang Ze said, "I think Lin Pei is acting. After all, his acting skills are great; playing a colleague of a Terrorist is as easy as eating for him."

Hai Qing said, "I think so too. Where would he even get to know a Terrorist?"

Lin Texian said, "Yeah, why didn't I think of making up this version?"

Huang Jing popped out from behind them.

"No, no, no, how could it be acting? My Brother Lin is so badass, isn't it normal for him to know a Terrorist?"

"Just wait and see how my Brother Lin deals with these beasts."

"..."

The netizens in the livestream room were also caught off guard by this twist.

"Holy crap, so that's it. Now I know where Teacher Lin Pei's murderous aura comes from. Could he have been in this organization before?"

"Whether he was or not, he looks scarier than the Terrorist leader anyway."

"He just cut the guy, and now he's lecturing him. How badass is that?"

"Mysterious Brother Lin, there are simply endless surprises to uncover about him."

"I'm really curious now, what exactly is Lin Pei's background? He even lectures Terrorists?"

"Look, the reaction of the Terrorists opposite him isn't right. Have they still not recognized him?"

"Or maybe they're just dazed from being lectured by my Brother Lin?"

"..."

At this moment, Ali narrowed his eyes and carefully scrutinized Lin Pei.

This look made him, who was only fifty years old, appear somewhat aged.

The many underlings below couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness seeing this.

Alas, time spares no one.

Even the leader has presbyopia now.

Ali looked left and right, up and down, and felt that he was seeing this person for the first time no matter what.

How could he be so adamant, insisting that he had known him for many years?

His eyes were almost pressed against the man's face, yet he couldn't find even a hint of familiarity.

He withdrew his face from Lin Pei, his expression becoming even more Bu Shan.

"Kid, I don't remember you."

"You're not trying to bluff a connection with me just to save your life, are you?"

Ali laughed, poking the muzzle of the gun against Lin Pei's forehead again.

"Then you might be disappointed."

"Except for the brothers in the organization, I never talk about connections with anyone else."

At this point, Ali made up his mind.

If this man from Dragon Country really came to claim a connection, it meant he had no backup plan.

It was the perfect time to shoot him dead.

Who told him to embarrass him in public just now?

He's simply tired of living!

Lin Pei, however, looked up and glared at him.

The aura in this glare was even more terrifying than before.

It carried an overwhelming murderous intent, making one feel like they would die by his hand immediately.

The gun in Ali's hand loosened again.

As the leader, he could at least remain calm.

But the Terrorist underlings below, who shared the same perspective as him, all showed expressions of panic.

Some even dropped their guns.

Holy shit.

This is even scarier than before.

I feel like my corpse has already gone cold.

Lin Pei's gaze was terrifying and stern, like the stare of an elder.

"What? You don't even recognize your Big Brother anymore?"

He pointed at Ali's ear.

"Besides me, who else would punish you like this?"

!!!!

The people from the Film Crew were shocked again.

What the heck?

This isn't just a connection; Lin Pei is their organization's Big Brother?

My god, this is too surreal.

How is that possible?

Zhang Ze slapped his thigh.

"This guy, claiming a connection would have been enough, but why is he acting as their Big Brother? That's so much harder."

Hai Qing's eyebrows were almost stuck in a raised position.

"If he messes up the act, won't he get shot immediately? Oh, this is so nerve-wracking."

Lin Texian's eyes lit up.

"Lin Pei is acting so well, even I believe it."

"Trust him, just trust him."

"..."

The bullet comments in the livestream room became even denser.

"Someone tell me, is Brother Lin saying he's the head of the Terrorists? Is that what he means?"

"Yeah, it's so baffling. How did Brother Lin become the Big Brother of the Ivia Terrorist Organization?"

"Doesn't this perfectly explain Brother Lin's terrifying aura? The first time I saw him, I felt like he had tens of thousands of lives on his hands."

"Brother Lin is so young, he must have had plastic surgery, right? No wonder his underlings can't recognize him even standing right in front of him."

"Makes sense. He probably had an African face before, and then got a procedure to change it to an Asian face, plus a full-body whitening treatment."

"Holy crap, is plastic surgery technology that advanced now? Changing races directly?"

"I have to say, Brother Lin really sacrificed a lot just to experience the life of an ordinary actor in our Dragon Country."

"When I get the chance, I have to ask Brother Lin where he got his procedures done; I want to go too."

"..."

On the scene, the group of Terrorist underlings stood dazed.

What?

Their legendary Great Leader has returned with a changed appearance?

This change is way too freaking huge.

More importantly, he's aging backwards!

Ali touched his earlobe.

Lin Pei's technique and the position just now were exactly the same as when the former leader punished him years ago.

It's just that the strength was much greater.

His flesh was almost sliced off.

Except for the former leader, he had never seen anyone throw something so steadily and accurately.

And now, it was even more ruthless.

For a moment, his eyes widened, and the words "Great Leader" almost came out of his mouth.

But he realized he really couldn't bring himself to say it to this face.

Impossible.

Absolutely impossible!

The person in front of him looked only in his twenties and had an Asian face; he didn't look anything like their former leader.

Even if technology is advanced now and faces can be changed.

He should still remember the language, right? But he seemed to be speaking Dragon Country's language.

Most importantly, this person's physique was also vastly different from their former leader's.

Dammit.

To actually impersonate their former leader.

He's simply lived long enough!

Ali's expression turned fierce.

"A greenhorn actually dares to impersonate our Great Leader? I think you're really looking for death!"

Ali's ruthlessness took over, and he placed a hand on the trigger and pressed down.

Thanks to [Qingcai Buqing] for the flower tip.