Ji Sheng felt that his life was magical.
He, a 19-year-old physical age, 24-year-old actual age, a former genius who died and came back to life, and a potential genius today, should seize the time to shine, but actually he is disheveled and sitting in a luxury toilet of a certain nightclub washing his hands On stage, witness a Mortal Kombat.
And not far from him, the stranger who tried to rape him just now was lying on the ground like a big garbage bag at the moment, and was beaten up by his former rumored object and now potential financial backer.
Xie Xuanming struck fiercely, he grabbed brother Jiu's head and slammed it against the wall. Brother Nine screamed at first, crying and begging for mercy, but then gradually died down.
A little red flew out of his mouth, and there was an echo on the ground.
Ji Sheng's scalp was numb, and it took him a while to realize that what flew out was probably teeth.
Xie Xuanming's methods were violent, but there was no expression on his face. Except for the hair that was vibrating due to body movements, his whole face could be said to be motionless, with a frighteningly calm expression.
He looks so abnormal, like a perverted killer in a movie.
Ji Sheng's body was stiff, and he suddenly thought of a certain evaluation he made to Xie Xuanming on the mobile phone broadcast during the month and a half when he was lying on the bed.
"Severe emotional, suspected mental illness, it is recommended to seek medical treatment in time."
The anchor's unwavering and cold voice came to Ji Sheng's mind, and Liang Liang gave the bloody and brutal scene in front of him with the most infernal commentary.
With a conditioned reflex, Ji Sheng thought, I'm getting the rebirth script, or horror quick time travel...
If he hadn't known Xie Xuanming for many years, he retained some thin trust in his humanity, and felt that he would not blame others...
Even if it does, it won't beat people into a blood sieve...
Ji Sheng probably took the door and fled.
Ji Sheng calmly convinced himself.
Even if he ran away here, he might be tied up in a sack and beaten to death at some point when he went back.
The front and rear are not very smooth roads, it is better to take a gamble.
Ji Sheng bit the bullet, and stood close to the sink as if punished, waiting for Xie Xuanming to end his great beating career.
After an unknown amount of time, Xie Xuanming finally stopped.
He threw Brother Jiu who was covered in blood, turned around and approached Ji Sheng step by step.
Ji Sheng's Adam's apple slipped, so he stood up straighter.
Xie Xuanming gradually approached.
Two statures away, one stature—
Ji Sheng was tense.
The body position coincides.
Xie Xuanming skipped over Ji Sheng as if he didn't see it, stood still in front of the sink beside him, turned on the faucet, and cleaned his dirty hands.
The sound of water flowing.
Ji Sheng looked away in embarrassment, and it happened to fall on Brother Jiu who was paralyzed not far away.
He can't help it. Whoever enters the bathroom at this moment will definitely fall on Brother Jiu at first glance.
After all, there was a large piece of blood on the platinum tile, which gave people a visual impact that was no less than witnessing a murder scene...
Of course, this could be the murder scene.
Ji Sheng looked at the motionless Brother Jiu with palpitations.
No one will die.
If so, will I be convicted as an accomplice
He glanced at Xie Xuanming from the corner of his eye, and found that he was so absorbed in the cleaning work that he didn't even bother to take his eyes off him, so he slowly moved a few steps towards the half-dead brother Jiu.
Ji Sheng squatted beside Brother Jiu, and stretched out his hand to check.
And gas.
Ji Sheng didn't let go of his breath, and was suddenly pulled back by a strong force, and he lost his center of gravity and staggered to his feet.
Xie Xuanming picked up Ji Sheng abruptly, turned back and forced him to take a few steps back, and was pressed heavily on the sink.
The collision between the back waist and the table made Ji Sheng grit his teeth. Before he could cry out in pain, he was suppressed by Xie Xuanming's asura-like expression.
Xie Xuanming's face was stained with unclean blood, his skin was pale, and his aura was terrifyingly violent.
He looked down at Ji Sheng: "What did I tell you?"
Xie Xuanming's expression was too cold, and Ji Sheng had no doubt that if he couldn't give a reasonable explanation, there would be another lump on the bathroom floor immediately, which was similar to the paralyzed man next to him, but smaller in size.
Ji Sheng's head turned rapidly, and he said frankly:
"I lost my memory."
Xie Xuanming's eyes finally changed, he curled his lower lip and sneered: "Continue."
Ji Qi continued: "I was kidnapped and beaten, and when I woke up... I lost part of my memory."
Without waiting for Xie Xuanming to question him, he quickly opened his sleeves.
Xie Xuanming looked down and saw that there were large bruises and red marks on the pale wrist bones.
He stared at Ziqing, expressionless, and touched a wound with his fingers lightly, causing the skin to shudder and then lifted it up soothingly. After the owner relaxed, he pressed down maliciously, and of course he got a painful groan.
Ji Sheng pursed his lips and frowned.
Confirm the authenticity of the wound. Xie Xuanming stopped, and said coldly, "I hate this look."
Ji Sheng broke out in a cold sweat. A bit of anger rose in his heart, and his fear was diluted a lot, he gritted his teeth and said:
"I'm a human being, so it's natural to scream when I feel pain."
He is human, but Xie Xuanming is not necessarily.
The boy in front of him frowned, his eyes were slightly red, and his lips were slightly parted. The thin lips were red and swollen as if they had been raped.
His eyes fell on the lip line, Xie Xuanming's expression darkened.
The hand that twisted the shoulder was loosened, and pressed against the skin through the cloth, caressing with hints.
Ji Sheng was faintly aware of malice, and struggled.
Xie Xuanming completely ignored his resistance, and stretched his hands back and forth along his back, resting vaguely on his waist and hips. Feeling the momentary stiffness of the owner of the body, Xie Xuanming sneered: "Afraid of pain but not shy, and never forgetting to crawl on a man's bed even with injuries, I should praise you for your dedication."
"Thank you actor." Ji Sheng went up and backed away, the sense of harassment above his buttocks was too strong, he regained his composure, twitched the corners of his thin lips, and reminded: "Now you are the one who treats me lightly."
Xie Xuanming said indifferently: "So what?"
Ji Sheng was choked first, and then laughed angrily. The fear in his heart disappeared completely, and absurd irritability replaced it.
With unequal status, Ji Sheng simply shut up and raised his head. An indifferent look of "I will watch you play quietly".
Ji Sheng lay flat and did not resist, but Xie Xuanming stopped his movements instead.
The hands on the waist and hips moved away and rested on the sink.
"looking for me?"
"If I say I miss you..."
"roll."
"..." Ji Sheng added calmly, "I really want you to cooperate with me."
Xie Xuanming showed the third expression today - surprise.
He raised his eyebrows lightly as if hearing something absurd: "Cooperation?"
"Yeah." Ji Sheng said the prepared sentence, "Before today, actor Xie, you didn't know about my being beaten, right?"
Xie Xuanming remained silent, the corners of his eyes moved slightly.
"Those people are very serious. If it weren't for good luck, I might not be able to stand here and talk to you now. Personally, I don't think I have the value to be silenced, so these kidnappers are actually aiming at Thank you actor for coming."
"I?"
"Yes." Ji Sheng said, "I heard that you had conflicts with some people because of a certain person. I also heard that I and that... senior have some similarities in appearance."
"This is your bargaining chip?" Xie Xuanming mocked in his eyes, "Rumours, or a fake face."
"Drunk driving." Ji Sheng raised his voice and looked straight into Xie Xuanming's eyes, "Did that senior really have an accident because of drunk driving?"
Xie Xuanming's calm mask was shattered in an instant.
"Who told you that?"
He grabbed Shang Jisheng's shoulder with great strength.
"The one who hit me." Ji Sheng frowned in pain.
He knew that he had taken the right step-to come up with an unknown secret and force Xie Xuanming to face up to the request for cooperation.
"What did they tell you?"
"'This kid really looks like the guy surnamed Ji who was hit and killed by a car.'" Ji Sheng said every word.
The strength tightened suddenly, and he groaned in pain.
"anything else?"
"I do not remember."
Xie Xuanming's eyes fluttered with emotion. After a while, he calmed down and his hands relaxed.
Ji Sheng took a breath: "I have the value you need in me, and you can keep me safe... Cooperation is a win-win situation."
Xie Xuanming didn't speak.
Ji Sheng waited patiently, but vaguely heard footsteps.
Ji Sheng's complexion changed. Xie Xuanming made such a big noise just now, but he didn't provoke anyone.
There were only three of them in the bathroom.
Brother Jiu was still in a coma, and the ground was stained with blood.
It's really hard to explain this scene.
As footsteps approached, Xie Xuanming said, "You are not qualified to discuss cooperation with me."
Before Ji Sheng could speak in the future, he felt his body weightless, and then his back slammed into a cold hard object, and his neck suddenly hurt.
Xie Xuanming lowered his head and bit Ji Sheng's neck.
Ji Sheng reflexively raised his palms and slashed down, but Xie Xuanming immediately pinched both wrists with one hand, lifted them up, and pressed them against the mirror together with his back.
At this time, the owners of the two footsteps walked into the bathroom talking and laughing, stunned by the scene inside.
The marble tiles were horribly stained with blood, and the lifeless body was lying on the ground, but the two people on the sink turned a blind eye. One pressed down on the other, who was disheveled, violently biting his shoulder.
To be honest, at first glance, this scene looks a bit like a zombie invasion.
Among the two onlookers, one came back to his senses and stepped forward half a step to stop him, but was stopped by the other.
"Xie Xuanming..." he reminded in a low voice.
Anyone who can enter this palace nightclub has status. I have heard that Xie Xuanming is moody and not to be provoked.
The two did not move.
On the sink, Xie Xuanming moved close to Ji Sheng's ear.
"You say you are valuable, prove it to me."
He reported a series of numbers, and when he got up, he said in a low voice: "Let your company dial this number, and you will use it in case of emergency. Don't make random calls on weekdays."
Xie Xuanming stood up, wiped off the blood on his face in front of the mirror, and turned to walk towards the door.
The two people at the door automatically gave way, and watched him leave two victims, one unconscious and one disheveled, and walk away.
Although Ji Sheng was not beaten, he was also injured in the scratch.
The manager was shocked when he saw him: "Why did this happen, you have to rely on your face for food."
"The injury is on the body, not on the face. I don't rely on my body for food." Ji Sheng licked the wound at the corner of his lower lip, mocking himself, "Not necessarily."
The agent didn't want to accompany him to mourn the autumn and the spring, and urgently asked: "How? Does Brother Ninth have an explanation? Can you get the resources?"
Ji Sheng looked at his eager face, and couldn't help laughing: "Your ninth brother may not be able to come out of the hospital in a short time."
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"But the resources should be in hand soon." Ji Sheng lowered his eyes, his wrist was pinched and hurt, "After all, our film emperor Xie is not the kind of person who goes for nothing."
"What do you mean? Ji Hui, did you have a convulsion today? Talking so yin and yang?"
Ji Sheng reported the number: "Xie Xuanming gave it to me, let me call it."
The manager shut up instantly, he took out his phone, and instantly changed his earnest expression: "What? I didn't write it down just now, Xiao Hui, please repeat, I'll call now."
Ji Sheng repeated, the corner of the manager's mouth was raised to the sky, and before turning around, he asked casually, "What's wrong with your neck."
…
Ji Sheng touched his neck calmly, and his face turned black after touching the dazzling red.
Oh shit.
This son of a bitch who hasn't improved in ten years.
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