Two days later.

Beijing.

In the early hours of the morning, Ma Xiaojun staggered out of a bar, somewhat drunk, holding a young girl with colorful hair in his arms.

Thinking that it won't be long before he can earn a lot of money from Zhao Yuanbao, Ma Xiaojun looked at the girl next to him and couldn't help but imagine how beautiful the girl he would hug would be when he got rich.

Being a bit drunk, he didn't notice a man sitting on the curb with his head down smoking a cigarette standing up and walking toward him.

"Where's my car? Where's my car parked?"

Ma Xiaojun stopped and looked around for his car.

The woman in his arms looked blankly at the cars parked on the roadside, "What color is your car?"

"White……"

Before Ma Xiaojun finished speaking, he stopped abruptly. The man who had just been sitting on the roadside smoking a cigarette passed behind Ma Xiaojun. He suddenly grabbed Ma Xiaojun's neck with his right hand and pulled away a piece of his throat with a hiss.

The big bloody hand looked like an eagle's talon.

When the woman who was hugged by Ma Xiaojun saw this scene, her face turned pale in shock, and she subconsciously ran away, screaming in horror.

The man who ripped off a section of Ma Xiaojun's throat with one move just glanced at the girl coldly, with no intention of chasing her. He walked in a hurry and quickly disappeared into the alley not far away.

…

The same night.

Fatty Fan Feng was sleeping deeply at home, snoring very rhythmically.

Until the door lock of his house suddenly "bang", flew off, bounced to the wall, and made another crisp sound.

In the bedroom, Fan Feng, who was sleeping soundly, was startled and immediately opened his eyes.

"what sound?"

He raised his hand and rubbed his eyes in confusion, got up and got out of bed to go out and take a look.

But the moment he just opened the bedroom door, a black shadow quickly passed in front of his eyes.

At that moment, Fan Feng's heart skipped a beat.

Because he felt something scratch his throat, and at the same time he saw clearly a man in black standing at the door. The man looked at him coldly, then turned and left.

Who are you?

Fan Feng subconsciously wanted to ask, but as a result, there was a gurgling sound in his throat and no words came out.

Immediately, he felt warm blood spurting out from his throat.

His face changed, and he quickly raised his hands to cover his throat, but he couldn't cover his throat anywhere. Blood quickly covered his entire hand, and all the strength in his body quickly disappeared from his body. His brain began to feel dizzy, and he became fat.

His body shook and he fell to the ground.

"Who is it? Who is doing in the living room? Is that you, Ah Feng?"

In another bedroom, a middle-aged woman asked, but no one answered her.

…

A few days later.

Magic City.

It's around 10 o'clock at night.

In a suite on the 8th floor of the Orton Hotel, Chen Yu was sitting at the dining table in the living room, eating supper with Jiang Xiu.

There are no night scenes to be filmed tonight.

With his current status in the entertainment industry, it is impossible for the director to arrange night scenes for him every day. He, Chen Yu, is currently one of the top action actors in the world.

Looking around the country, there is no action actor with better popularity and reputation than him.

Therefore, any director who has the opportunity to work with him will pay attention to his feelings in filming, fearing that if the cooperation is not pleasant, Chen Yu will not take their films in the future.

Although there is no night scene tonight, Chen Yu's recent habit of eating late night snacks has not changed.

The main reason is that as a genetic warrior, the food he can and needs to digest every day is far greater than before.

To put it simply, he gets hungry quickly, and even if he eats a lot, it is difficult for him to gain weight.

His current body's demand for nutrients is several times that of before.

This is the consumption without using the transformation ability.

If you use your transformation ability, you will need to eat more food later.

"Axiu, this drama has been filmed. Don't give me any new dramas for the time being."

Chen Yu chatted with Jiang Xiu while eating and drinking.

Jiang Xiu put a piece of stinky tofu into his mouth and chewed it. Hearing this, he raised his eyes to look at Chen Yu and said with a smile: "What? You want to direct and act again? Don't you want to take on other people's plays anymore?"

Chen Yu smiled, nodded, and said casually: "That's right! After the filming of this movie is completed, I plan to take a break and look for inspiration. If I have good inspiration, I will direct and act in it.

of."

In fact, the real reason is that he came to this new time and space and decided to take over the filming of the current "Urban Battlefield" mainly because he was curious about filming and wanted to try a job as an actor.

And since this drama has been filming for so long recently, he has become quite satisfied with it, and the novelty of acting has faded away.

In addition, he knew in his heart that he would not stay in this time and space for too long.

So, of course he doesn't want to stay in this time and space and keep filming.

He is not a workaholic.

There is no shortage of money, so why bother shooting one movie after another?

However, he couldn't tell Jiang Xiu the real reason, so he just followed her words and made up a random reason.

Jiang Xiu nodded slightly, "Okay, I'll remember it."

After a pause, she changed the topic, "By the way, since you have finished filming this movie and plan to take a break, then... do you want to go to Nanyang for a vacation? You haven't been to Cen Rou for a long time.

I’ve seen her.”

Chen Yu looked at her, a little surprised, "You want me to go? Aren't you jealous?"

Jiang Xiu rolled her eyes at him and said softly: "Jiang, I've had enough for a long time, what else can I eat now? I think Cen Rou helps you take care of so many things, which is too important to you. You should visit her often.

You can't ignore her, do you understand what I mean?"

Chen Yu looked at her blankly.

It feels quite unreal.

He still remembered the time and space when he first appeared as her husband. He was so frightened that he immediately got into the closet and hid because he heard someone knocking on the door.

result……

After hiding in the closet, he learned that the person knocking on the door was his son.

When he discovered this, the closet door was opened by Jiang Xiu, who had a sullen expression. He stared at him coldly and asked him why he hid in the closet when he heard the knock on the door? He also asked why he acted like that.

skilled?

In that time and space, she was undoubtedly very jealous.

She looks like a tigress.

Suspecting him of cheating, I beat him.

And now?

Jiang Xiu in this current time and space had just persuaded him to visit Cen Rou.

Do different life experiences have such a big impact on a person's thoughts and personality?

Chen Yu was filled with emotion.

…

at the same time.

On the rooftop of a building across the road from the Oton Hotel, two men in dark clothes, one tall and one short, walked out of the stairwell and walked to the fence on the edge of the rooftop, looking at the opposite side.

Alton Hotel, while taking out a cigarette.

The tall man was about forty years old. There was a hideous scar on his left cheek. He took out two cigarettes, put one in his mouth, and handed the other to the short man next to him.

When the short man took the cigarette, he smiled and said: "It's a pity that in modern society, there is no martial arts. Otherwise, after tonight, we will become famous in the world."

The tall man lowered his head and lit the cigarette, took a puff, and when he took the cigarette out of his mouth, he puffed out a puff of smoke and said with a smile: "Yeah! What a pity, Chen Yu... Such a superstar star will die tonight.

By tomorrow, the news will surely spread all over the world. It’s such a great opportunity for us to become famous, but we can’t announce it to the outside world. It’s really suffocating!”

The short man turned his eyes and suddenly said: "Hey, Zixuan! Tell me, after this matter is over, should we give each other a nickname and declare our responsibility for this matter? Anyway, if our real names are not revealed, we

There shouldn't be any danger, what do you think?"

The tall man's eyes lit up, he took another puff of cigarette, blinked, and asked: "Huh? Haoyu, you have a good idea! But, what nicknames should we give? Black and white evil spirits? Male and female thieves?"
To be continued...