After my epilepsy, the entire entertainment industry shunned me like a snake or a scorpion.

The sound of "I'm waiting for you to escort me is too late" sounded like a loud bell, and its effect was no less than "I have retreated, and this retreat will last a lifetime."

Yin Jiu's heart almost stopped beating and he staggered two steps and fell down.

Looking at the messy Yin family at the moment, Mr. Yin almost vomited a mouthful of blood: "Did you bring these back?"

Although he was asking about Yin Jiu, his words were filled with accusations and anger.

Yin Jiu didn't want to admit that he knew this group of guys at this time.

She couldn't bear it anymore and closed her eyes. Are they here to help or to ruin her reputation?

This tight-fitting attire, beanie shoes, and a different-colored wig that I don’t know where I got, are simply unsightly.

Each and every one of them wore makeup as thick as a city wall, indicating that they still wanted to be proud and wanted to be human beings.

Then you can’t treat her like a human being!

I don't usually see these people letting themselves go so freely.

Yin Jiu's fist hardened, and she immediately looked away from these spirited young men. The corners of her mouth twitched twice: "I don't know them."

They are shameless, and she still wants it.

After hearing this, Huang Famei's eyes widened in shock: "No, Sister Jiang, are you going to betray our organization?"

Yin Jiu: "..."

Someone come and save her!

Green-haired brother squeezed in between Yin Jiu and Yin Tongyao, and winked at Yin Jiu: "How are you, boss? Is this place lively?"

Seeing the other person's expression asking for credit and reward, Yin Jiu unclenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said: "It's more than just fun, you almost sent me away!"

Yin Tongyao's eyes were filled with disbelief. She swallowed and spoke with difficulty: "Xiaojiu, are these...your friends?"

These friends of hers are quite... quite interesting...

The green-haired brother shook his head in what he thought was a very fashionable manner, smiled ruthlessly, and did not hesitate to praise him: "You are the very gentle nursery rhyme sister that Sister Jiang said, right? You are so beautiful, no wonder Sister Jiang has been so bad lately. They have all restrained themselves a lot.”

Yin Jiu gave the opponent a solid punch, turned to Yin Tongyao and said, "They don't usually act like this."

Yin Tongyao relaxed a little: "So that's it."

However, on the other side, the attitude of other members of the Yin family was not so friendly.

"You are such a rebellious girl. You have never learned how to hang out with this group of people with bad character. Look, do you still have a girl in your house now?"

Yin Shangfan, who had been in a high position for a long time, was probably seeing such a scene for the first time in his life. Especially when he saw this group of young people who didn't look like students at all, he was so angry that he felt dizzy.

How elegant are these people wearing heavy makeup and eye-catching clothes!

The green-haired brother stood there with his body slanted, as if he had a crooked neck, and the whole crowd was full of anger. He did not pay attention to the elder Yin Shangfan at all: "Why are you talking to my eldest brother!"

The red-haired sister also defended her: "I, Sister Jiang, came back to your wretched place because I think highly of you. Lao Deng, keep your mouth clean for me, otherwise I want you to look good!"

The purple-haired man was waving his flowery hands and mouthing unconventional quotations copied from who knows where.

There is a hint of absurdity and rawness in the confidence that is difficult to capture.

It was obviously the first time I had done this kind of thing, so I was a little unfamiliar.

After finishing speaking, Huang Famei picked up the suona that she didn't know where she came from and played it happily.

The sad and melodious tune was turned into a symphony of joy by her.

The servants have stayed in the Yin family for so long, and they have never seen such a scene before.

Yin Yue was so angry that he stood up and was about to speak when his vision went dark and he fell down on the sofa.

"Xiaoyue!" Qinyang turned around and shouted at the top of his lungs.

Yin Shangfan had no time to pay attention to Yin Jiu at this time and rushed over to check the situation.

In an instant, everything in the living room was in chaos. A group of private doctors immediately put Yin Yue under examination, and the servants rushed to help.

But Yin Tongyao thought of something, and took advantage of the chaos to push Yin Jiu out: "Quickly, they want to take you to the Yin family's private hospital for a matching and forced surgery!"

"What the hell?" Brother Lu Mao opened his mouth wide, "The Yin family is really punished!"

"When will they not be punished?" Yin Jiu said meaningfully.

Mr. Yin noticed their side, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, and immediately ordered his servants to stop them.

His grandson is still lying on the hospital bed, and he must not let this girl leave the Yin family today.

"You go first." Yin Tongyao glanced at the unconscious Yin Yue, and her tone was rarely panicked: "Don't come back if anything happens!"

Yin Jiu took Yin Tongyao's hand and said, "Follow me."

Yin Tongyao let himself go. According to the personalities of Yin Fangzhou and Yin Shangfan, he was afraid that he would also suffer disaster.

"They won't do anything to me, but you really won't be able to escape if you are caught." Yin Tongyao stepped forward to block the way of several servants, buying time for Yin Jiu, "Yin Jiu, the Yin family is in trouble I'm kind, and I shouldn't leave either emotionally or rationally, but you are different, Yin Yue's matter has nothing to do with you, and you shouldn't be tied to him."

Yin Yue could survive without Yin Jiu's hematopoietic stem cells.

The Yin family has one hand in Beicheng, and it is impossible to find a matching person so far. If you have to use Yin Jiu's cells, it is most likely a problem of matching.

Yin Jiu can also figure out things that she can figure out.

Yin Jiu saw the servant going to block the door, and she shouted to the others: "Quickly leave!"

Yin Jiu: "Protect yourself."

Brother Lu Mao was still cursing: "Lao Deng, remember, your grandpa will come back, you are a bunch of old people who can't afford to play!"

After a few people rushed out, Yin Jiu quickly got on a motorcycle. The red-haired sister sat behind Yin Jiu, hugged her waist and gasped: "Sister Jiang, why are you running around like this? Just fuck him!"

Just these few rookies are not enough to kill people.

Yin Jiu saw several other people getting into the car next to them, and several servants had already chased them out. She started the engine.

The roar of the motorcycle was particularly harsh in the silent night.

Mr. Yin stood at the door and said: "Don't let them escape!"

Yin Jiu stepped on the accelerator and sprayed everyone with car exhaust.

If he really wanted to take action, the servants of the Yin family were no match for him.

But Yin Tongyao was here, and she didn't dare to bet whether the Yin family would attack Yin Tongyao.

Tianyuan Shengjin is located in the suburbs, far away and sparsely populated.

The Yin family sent someone to chase him in a car, but Yin Jiu stepped on the pedal. The speed was so fast that sparks flew out of the motorcycle as it rubbed against the ground. You could even smell a faint smell of burning.

A group of people were racing wildly on the street late at night. Yin Jiu chose the remote alleys that were difficult to walk. The big car couldn't pass. The few people got rid of the people behind them.

It wasn't until he was sure it was safe that Yin Jiu took the lead to park the car in an alley. The street lights above his head shone on the other people, making their powdered faces look like ghosts.

The green-haired brother took off the green wig from his head and said, "Don't tell me, these clothes are really comfortable to wear."

The red-haired sister also wiped off the heavy and exaggerated makeup on her face with a makeup remover, revealing a plain little face, and stepped forward as if asking for credit: "Sister Jiang, how did we perform?"