Zhang Yuan has always believed in a truth, that is, my talents will be useful.
Even a piece of trash can produce unimaginable effects as long as it is placed in the right place.
For example, stick a ball of overnight roll paper used by otakus on a picture frame, put it in a postmodern art exhibition, name it "Waste of Life", and it will sell well immediately. Hundreds of thousands to go.
The same thing is true. The same thing, viewed from different angles, will have different effects.
Even sometimes, the difference between good and bad is just a thin line.
call!
A violent sound that tore the air came from behind Zhang Yuan.
At this time, he was greeting Li Lianjie, Ma Zhongxuan, Chen Zhihui and other martial arts masters with a smile.
I saw the expressions of several old masters change and look frightened.
Zhang Yuan knew something was wrong and immediately turned around.
He turned around and looked back, not just turned back.
And it rotates counterclockwise, so the left shoulder will move backward.
And what happened behind him?
At this time, due to Zhang Yuan's second refusal to compete, his explanation to his master after he was drunk, and other masters' praise of Zhang Yuan's spear skills this afternoon, this student The second generation ancestor, who was not good at art, was a little overwhelmed.
In addition, Zhang Yuan casually said that he should compete with his assistant.
He knew that Zhao Jueyuan had some strength, but Xiang Zuo didn't know.
I thought Zhang Yuan was humiliating him for not being as good as a woman.
Recalling that after Zhang Yuan's arrival in the past few days, I was completely abused by him in all aspects, I couldn't hold back the small flame in my heart.
“Today you have to compete even if you don’t have to compete!”
Thinking of this, he rushed towards Zhang Yuan, who had his back turned to him.
Attacking an opponent who has his back turned is a taboo in martial arts circles.
Just like two countries do not kill the envoys when they are at war, they cannot deliberately massacre civilians.
Because once some openings are opened, the bottom line will disappear. Once the bottom line disappears, all ready-made rules will become nonsense.
What is the origin of Ke Xiangjia?
If you are a black haired person, don’t follow the rules.
Therefore, I don’t pay much attention to turning to the left.
But this guy doesn’t really want to kill him, he just wants to show off.
In the afternoon, I saw Zhang Yuan using a counterattack against the foreigner's cheek, which attracted a lot of applause.
Just because he wanted to follow the gourd's example, he hit Zhang Yuan on the back, but it only broke his clothes but not his flesh.
This guy has some practice, and his control is pretty good.
If he was asked to prepare well, try a few more times, and if Zhang Yuan remained motionless, he might not be able to succeed.
But the real situation is changing rapidly, and there are not so many restrictions.
Just when Zhang Yuan turned back to his shoulder, the nine-ring sword arrived.
I heard "tearing"!
Zhang Yuan ducked to the side as if on conditioned reflex, and felt a sudden chill from below his shoulders to above his lower back.
It seemed as if a beauty had an ice cube in her mouth and scratched it across her back.
Hiss... Zhang Yuan was shocked.
After just a second or two, I felt a heat on my back again.
Just like the beauty just now, after melting the ice cube in her mouth, she used the tip of her hot tongue to trace it across the back again.
“Brother Zhang Yuan!”
At this time, assistant Zhao Xuanjue looked at his back with a ferocious expression.
While she was shouting loudly, Zhang Yuan felt a slight tingling sensation on his back from the gap between the "two heavens of ice and fire".
He reached over his shoulder, brushed it towards the left side of his back, put it in front of him and took a look.
A bright red patch on four fingers.
"Ah..." At this moment, he pursed his lips and suppressed his voice.
The itching sensation was pushed aside by the sudden severe pain, forming a "burning" wound on his back.
"Zhan Ping, what are you doing!" Li Lianjie was startled and shouted immediately after seeing Zhang Yuan's hands covered with blood.
Then he quickly stepped forward to check Zhang Yuan’s back.
At this time, there was a twenty centimeter long tear on the back of his white printed T-shirt.
The hole penetrated diagonally from under Zhang Yuan's left shoulder blade to his lower back.
The skin and flesh had long been torn, and the damaged clothes were red.
Xiang Zuo was also stupid.
At this time, he was like a cocked mouth that had been fished ashore. The corners of his mouth were crooked and opening and closing from time to time.
His eyes were shaking and twitching, and he was obviously shocked by what he had done.
"I...you, why are you moving..."
The second-generation ancestor held it in for a long time before he finally said something.
In this sentence, instead of reflecting on myself, I blame the victim for not cooperating.
It is quite typical of their family.
Teng!
After Zhang Yuan, who was in a dazed state, heard this sentence, an unknown fire immediately surged in his heart.
This small flame cleared away the fog in his mind and made his mind clear.
“Fortunately it’s a prop knife!”
This was the first thought that came to his mind.
If he had ever used a real sword, he would have become a real Yang Guo after the blow just now.
“This guy is crazy!”
He thought again.
Except for being knocked on the back of the head last time on the set of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", this was the most dangerous move he had ever encountered.
“It was on the back.”
“It wasn’t stabbing, nor towards the neck or other vital parts.”
“So he probably didn’t want to kill me. Come.”
"This idiot..." Zhang Yuan cursed in his mind using the most accurate adjective he could think of.
Of course he was very angry.
Anyone who gets stabbed for no reason will be angry.
But Zhang Yuan suppressed his emotions with reason.
Because Xiang Zuo is different from that martial arts student.
Naturally, he can beat the opponent to pieces and vent his emotions.
But the consequences will be very troublesome.
The Xiang family is not easy to mess with. Once Xiang Huaqiang's only son who still looks like a human being is crippled, the other party's revenge may not be something he can afford.
Zhang Yuan gritted his teeth and resisted the urge to take action, and quickly analyzed.
“If I destroy this second generation ancestor, the other party’s father will definitely try his best to block me.”
"Other companies will also stay away from me because they don't want to be against Xiang Jia."
"Then everything I have done before will be in vain."
"Unless there is a company that can fight against Xiang Jia. I just need the protection of the company, otherwise there will be no possibility of getting involved in the entertainment industry..."
"Hey!" Thinking of this, Fan Bingbing's fair and smooth beautiful face suddenly appeared in his mind.
It’s not that his evil thoughts have not receded, but his lust has arisen again.
Instead, he remembered what the other party had said to him on the phone before.
“The Wang brothers are very strong people.”
“Strong people actually don’t like people who are as strong as themselves.”
Zhang Yuan suddenly My heart lit up.
"What Mr. Fan means is that a large part of the reason why the Wang brothers are hesitant about the gambling agreement I proposed is that they think I am too strong."
"It's hard to control."
"Originally, I have been thinking about selling a flaw to the other party, so that the Wang brothers have the illusion that they can control me."
"Before, I had I have been thinking about how big the flaw is."
"Now..."
He frowned in pain and turned to look at the panicked Xiang Zuo.
"This 'flaw' should be big enough!"
"Xiang Jia is domineering, but the era of the Hong Kong Circle is almost over, and Hong Kong Circle companies are actually only moderately powerful in the mainland."
" In addition, because of "Xiao Yu'er and Hua Wu Que", I became the middleman between the Beijing and Hong Kong circles."
"The reputation of the Wang brothers in the Beijing circle is not as good as that of the Xiang family. Even better, he is also famous for his dominance. ""In mainland China, especially in the current film and television ecosystem dominated by the imperial circle, Hua Yi is actually more powerful than Xiang Jia."
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"As long as I don't go to Xiangjiang and go to the Xiang family's territory, and if Hua Yi protects me, they can't do anything to me."
"If they really want to touch me on the mainland, they will easily be attacked by the imperial circle. Backlash."
"Because last time the Film Association, Qu Xie and Hua Yi acted together, Xiang Jia will definitely be afraid."
"What I have to consider next is how to find opportunities. Just reconcile with the Xiang family."
"Besides, it was this idiot who killed me first. From a moral and axiomatic perspective, I have the upper hand."
He cleared his mind after just a few seconds.
“Hmph, I didn’t expect that this second generation ancestor could also be of use.”
“Sure enough, even if it is garbage, it is possible to recycle it.”
Zhang Yuanyi Narrowing his eyes, he made up his mind.
Today we have to make a dangerous move!
"Hurry up and call the crew's medical staff."
"I have my own medicine for sores."
"I have to go to the hospital to get an injection. What if I get tetanus."
Several old masters who planned to hold a "farewell banquet" for him all expressed their concern.
They have seen this kind of trauma many times, so naturally they have experience and have the medicine to treat it.
But when they wanted to help Zhang Yuan sit aside and wait for treatment, they found that he was moving!
"Zhang Yuan, you..." Li Lianjie was beside him, and when he saw his eyes burning, he felt something bad.
Just as he was about to grab his arm to calm him down, he felt his hands holding Zhang Yuan suddenly loosen.
The force was so strong that it almost took him flying out...
When Lao Li stood firm, he looked up again and saw that Zhang Yuan had already arrived in front of Xiang Zuo.
This second-generation ancestor was still trying to resist, when he heard a muffled "dong" sound, and felt his chest heat up, and at the same time, he jumped into the air!
Zhang Yuan used the Hong family's Iron Fist stance, and with one punch knocked this boy away who had been practicing martial arts for many years but was still weak.
Just when the opponent was about to fly, Zhang Yuan quickly changed his moves with both hands, used his eagle claws to grab the opponent's wrist, and brought the opponent back to the left to the front, and then It was an elbow strike towards the opponent's neck.
Bang!
The boy immediately turned sideways and hit the ground.
Zhang Yuan kicked his right wrist and kicked away the nine-ringed sword that had hurt him.
Then he raised his fist towards Xiang Xiang who was lying on the ground.
I was thinking while beating him.
This scene of standing and lying down seems a bit familiar.
"I have become Zhang Weijian..."
That is to say, there is no folding stool at hand, otherwise his combat effectiveness can be increased by another 10%.
The whip kicks are noisy like heavy rain, and the heavy punches are like whispers.
Li Lianjie on the side saw that his apprentice was about to be stuffed into dumplings, and quickly stepped forward to stop him.
He tried to hold Zhang Yuan from behind, but found that the opponent's strength was astonishing, but he couldn't control it on his own.
At this moment, two masters, Master Ma and Master Chen, also rushed over.
One person stood on one side, clasping Zhang Yuan's arms and straightening them. Lao Li also saw the opportunity, supported his knees and wrapped his arms around his waist.
The three of them took action together and managed to restrain him.
Speaking of lack of experience, last time Mr. Yu Chenghui was able to defy the offensive with his cleverness in his "violent" state.
These three people used brute force to block them, which was naturally difficult.
“Hurry, drag Zhan Ping away and send him to the hospital, quickly!”
Others hurriedly picked up the left frame and rushed towards the parking lot, where they were about to be sent to the hospital.
"Zhang Yuan, calm down, calm down!" Li Lianjie shouted in his ear.
"Don't worry, I'll explain it to you." Lao Li said hurriedly.
Zhang Yuan deliberately fluttered for a while before gradually calming down.
The three masters let go and wiped the sweat from their foreheads.
"What a strength!"
Master Ma looked at Master Chen, and then nodded in unison.
"A good body and bones are good for martial arts training!"
The three senior masters tried their best to suppress the general, and they felt that Zhang Yuan was even more powerful.
I thought that if this kid continued to practice, his achievements would be immeasurable.
The three of them took him back to the hotel and went to Ma Zhongxuan's room, where they first applied some gold sore medicine they mixed.
Ordinary wounds take more than ten days to heal. With this spray, the wound can be almost fully recovered in three to five days.
In addition to kung fu, most old martial arts masters also have their own set of health care methods.
"Zhang Yuan, you were too impulsive just now." After calming down, Li Lianjie crossed his arms and paced back and forth in the room, extremely irritable.
Of course he knew that his apprentice was dishonest, but Zhang Yuan took action and beat Xiang Zuo like this.
"You should have heard of the Xiang family's temper..."
"I'll help you mediate, and give me some face to Xiang Huaqiang." Lao Li thought.
Zhang Yuan deliberately showed panic at this time.
But I thought about it in my heart.
"Li Lianjie is quite right. He didn't tell the truth directly and planned to speak for me."
Although he seemed to be attacking fiercely just now, his fists and kicks were actually quite restrained and he did not use all his strength.
At the same time, he also used a lot of techniques from filming scenes. The movements look very fierce, but in fact the attack power is not strong.
He wants to have a quarrel with the Xiang family, not a mortal enemy!
If Xiang Zuo is really crippled, there will be no possibility of reconciliation in the future.
So he had a measured strike and was not just hitting randomly.
"Thank you to the masters for stopping me, so I didn't make a big mistake." He stood up and apologized to thank a few people.
"We all know what's going on." Lao Ma and Lao Chen looked at Li Lianjie.
Li Lianjie rubbed his face, knowing that his apprentice was really stupid.
"Masters, I will go back to my room to rest and calm down first, and then I will make plans."
"Okay, you rest first and recuperate."
Zhang Yuan was helped out of the door by his assistant and returned to his room.
As soon as the door was closed, Zhao Juejue started to cry.
"Brother Zhang Yuan, I reacted too slowly and failed to protect you!"
Seeing that his boss was so seriously injured, the assistant's mood collapsed first.
"Don't cry, this is not your problem."
"But you have to be more careful in the future."
Zhang Yuan touched her head so hard that her hair was messed up.
"Hold back your tears now, and help me pack my luggage first, hurry up!"
"Ah?" Zhao Yuexuan wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand: "What are you doing?"< br>
“Get away!” Zhang Yuan took off his damaged undershirt.
"Stay here to wait for death!"
"Quick, clean up quickly!"
He clapped his hands hard several times to remind his assistant to cheer up and start working quickly.
I went to the bathroom and looked at the wound on my back.
It is inevitable to have your skin and flesh exposed.
But although his body was in pain, he could move freely. He probably didn't hurt any muscles or bones, but the wounds looked terrible.
"Brother Zhang Yuan, let's go to the hospital for stitches first." Zhao Jueju said after seeing it.
"No, that's it." He waved his hand and refused, then entered his bedroom and took out his mobile phone.
He patted his cheek hard, and after taking a few deep breaths, he gradually revealed his cry.
Her breathing was disordered and her nose was sobbing, like a primary school student who had made a big mistake and hid outside without daring to go home.
Seeing that he had almost managed his emotions, he raised his cell phone, pulled out a number from his address book, and dialed it.
Beep beep beep...
After a few rings, a familiar middle-aged male voice came from the other side of the phone.
At this time, Zhang Yuan, who had already relied on the acting skills he had accumulated over the years to burst into tears, shouted into the receiver in a panic.
"Mr. Wang, save me!" (End of this chapter)