"Xiaochen, you..." Yang Bingxiong was about to yell, but he saw the dagger in Scar's hand. If the dagger was at the position just now, the dagger would be about to pierce the back of the crow in front.

"Let's go!" Yang Yichen didn't care about anything. All he could do was to deal with the traitor in advance and retain the crow next to his uncle who was fighting against ten. This would give him more hope of escaping. Before rushing out, he would not forget to lean over and take out the car keys from Scar's outer pocket.

Just now, I would never be able to fight myself on that day, at least I dare not be so cruel. But in the past ten years, I have seen everything. He didn't want his uncle to die in Xiangjiang, nor did he want to become such a semi-crippled person. When he waved this stick, he felt that he suddenly had endless strength all over his body. He was sure that this was not a mental state, and he took the lead in waving the baseball bat to the enemy, and did not retreat but took the initiative to fight.

On the one hand, he has developed an eighteen-year-old body that has just been formed since childhood. On the other hand, he has not given up his skills and life experience for more than 30 years. When the body and skills are combined together, Yang Yichen, who swung the baseball bat, was like a tiger going down the mountain. The crow and Yang Bingxiong behind him didn't care much, followed him outward, in the direction of the alley when he came.

The crow had a pair of butterflies-knifes in his hand, and he caught up from behind a few steps. The butterflies-knifes flew up and down, which was more lethal than Yang Yichen's rushing force. The area damage caused by the two baseball bats also created conditions for the three of them to rush out of the alley. When they rushed out of the alley, they subconsciously glanced back and saw that the scar had just made them run into the garbage alley, and more than a dozen people rushed out. Yang Bing was amazed to cool down. If he had rushed in just now, in that narrow area, wouldn't he have no way to escape.

After getting on the car that could not be started, the key was inserted, the fire was fired, the gas was on, and the car rushed out with a sharp turn. Yang Bingxiong and the crow no longer had any suspicion. Scar betrayed. Yang Bingxiong, who was still in shock, watched the sweat dripping but steadily operated the car quickly shuttled through the street and quickly merged into the main road, and wanted to ask.

Before he could speak, Yang Yichen, who came to the bustling street, breathed a sigh of relief. The crow was killed and his uncle was killed. Before he was killed, he used his body to leave a chance for him to run out of the alley. It was the car under him. The one who drove was a scar. He ran away. He was lucky enough to not die. His lumbar spine was severely traumatized and his face was also injured. Although skin grafting prevented the right cheek from being terrifying and intimidating, the slightly different skin tone and irregular twitching made him never appear in front of the camera. He could only be a martial artist, or a martial artist who had a waist injury and could not do much movements. He could only get a martial artist who could only work by fighting.

The uncle has a very good reputation. Baodao Corporation has offered a sky-high price for him to avenge him. Scar and Mr. Ma both had funerals. The company also bears the large cost of his surgery and was taken care of for more than a year. Love and friendship are limited. A young man who is only in his teenage years old has been practicing boxing and kicking since he was a child. This is a skill but most of it was destroyed. The injury on his face once made Yang Yichen feel inferior. He chose to leave all familiar places and return to the mainland. With the help of an old subordinate of his uncle's branch, he entered the business he had always dreamed of. He found an errand in a crew, and the uncle's old subordinate was also there.

Then Gao Sheng returned to Baodao Corporation. Yang Yichen, who was a little arrogant in his heart, did not want to ask others for help. At the same time, he knew that the shelf life of human favors was not long. He just worked as an unknown Xiaowu substitute in various film and television crews. He had been scrambling for more than ten years and never gave up his dream, even if he had no chance to have a broken face, he insisted on it. He was always alone and traveled to Baodao, Xiangjiang, mainland China. An unknown young man was originally coming to mourning the place where his uncle died and suffered the biggest turning point in his life, but he did not want the gear of fate to turn against the back, which brought him back to the day when his life was extremely changed, and there was a scattering change.

When he arrived at a red light, Yang Yichen wiped his sweat, and his eyes turned and said, "I saw Scar sneaking out last night. Just now, Liu Dehua was going to climb the wall to see the knife hands just now, and I heard what they said. I was very lucky. I was very obsessed with the car during this period and kept playing with my friends. Scar's little movement in the car is very suspicious. When he asked us to leave, I observed it..." Speaking of this, Yang Yichen himself felt a bit far-fetched, so he added in a joke manner: "Maybe, you can think that I am a special ability."

After the disaster, Yang Bingxiong was not a person who cares about minor matters. Haha, he smiled and leaned over and patted his nephew's shoulder: "Good Xiaochen, I was worried that you only have the qualifications to practice martial arts but do not waste your courage in fighting for victory. It's not bad..."

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Baodao, Beitai.

The first ray of sunshine shone on the street in the early morning. He wore a light gray sportswear and a hat covered the entire head. Feeling the weight-bearing pressure transmitted from his limbs and abdomen, Yang Yichen slowed down his speed, swung his fists and kicked his legs quickly, which made him unable to stop. He lost his healthy body for more than ten years and regained it. It seemed that if he did not, he would not show the explosive power and endurance physical ability that could be squandered at will.

Come back.

It was not from Xiangjiang to Beitai, but from more than ten years later to the millennium. He did not participate in the uncle's affairs. He just heard the result. The seriously injured scar did not survive that night. After a series of counterattacks began, it was said that the uncle was just one of the chess pieces. The only thing Yang Yichen knew was that the uncle's company had obtained several big businesses at once, and the club hidden behind the company seemed to have gained greater benefits. Given his performance that day, Yang Bingxiong also specifically asked his nephew when choosing the fruit of victory. He believed that his nephew could bring him luck.

For money, that is, the status within the company.

If you want power, you are the elders and you can gain more authority in the community.

He has lived in a daze for more than ten years on the bottom of society, not listening to the world's words, but he still knows that the role of money will become more and more important in the future. What's more important is that he doesn't want this only relative to always take risks and gives advice on working in the company.

It is not yet concluded how the uncle chooses, but he is still alive and still loves himself. This is the most important thing. In the past month since he came back, Yang Yichen happily enjoyed the joy of his relatives again, enjoyed the Bajiquan that he had practiced since childhood and was able to perform in his current healthy body. He enjoyed the fact that he got up every day and looked in the mirror to see the handsome sunny self inside instead of the ugly monster with his cheeks twitching, enjoyed the joy of changing his destiny with his own hands, and enjoyed the more he had the capital to realize his dream.

After more than ten years of martial arts career, his inferiority complex and his lower-level life, his girlfriend dared not get along with him, and he spent almost all his time on the Internet, chatting, games, watching movies, TV series, and a wide variety of variety shows, a standard home life, and having loved the dazzling halo of stars since he was a child. He had seen and bitter and bitter in the circle for more than ten years. He had watched others radiate in front of the protagonist countless times, but he could only hide in the corner and wait for a life of life. Many times, in his dream, Yang Yichen dreamed that he was a radiant star, interpreting the life in those scripts, and enjoying the life of one vivid character after another.

More than ten years of memory of the future, except for some world and national super events, he still had some impressions, but did not make him feel that he had more. The only thing he had was his understanding of the domestic and foreign entertainment circles over the past decade, what TV series can be popular, what movies can sell well at the box office, which star is very popular, which star is dim and star is gloomy...

I entered the gym with sweat and looked at myself in the dressing room. Yang Yichen's mouth raised slightly. I had a strong body, a height of 185, and my body had accumulated more than a month of catalytic mermaid lines and muscles. I came from martial arts for more than ten years and my martial arts experience was experienced in martial arts. My facial features were strong and sunny. I had more than ten years of film, television, entertainment and music memories. Why can't I enter this dream circle to succeed?

In the past, I watched the bright and beautiful big stars on the set, and in the future, I will become one of them.

Yang Yichen, who walked out of the locker room, was filled with confidence. His life began again, and the future would be brilliant. Facing the sunshine that shone in from the floor-to-ceiling glass window of the gym, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and the short hair with a little wet and casual scattered eyebrows, and the image of sweat stains on his face, neck and arms was just seen by a pair of eyes. Immediately, Yang Yichen felt a faint fragrance rushing into his nose, and a figure blocked in front of him.
Chapter completed!