When I come back soon, I will become the actor

"Little B, you dare to hook up with my wife, do you fucking know who I am, huh?!"

Yan Deng only felt that he was kicked away by someone, hit something hard on his back, and the gastric juice rushed up hotly, and he couldn't help retching.

He raised his head and collected himself, only to see that he was in a dark alley, under the dim streetlights, standing beside him were a few young people who didn't look like good people at first sight, and the person occupying the C position was a man with a full face. A tall and strong boy with curly blue hair and tattooed arms.

Lan Mao was holding a piece of black iron in his hand, and was staring at him viciously. The immature face of the young man was full of ferocity and cruelty that should not be possessed at this age.

"Come on, brothers, press down a little bit, I'll change the face of this handsome guy, and see how he hooks up in the future!"

At night, deep in the alley, blue hair, angle iron.

Oh, so this is where 026 sent back?The memories that have been eroded by time are turned over bit by bit, and they are blown away, and it is as clear as if it happened yesterday.

Yan Deng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up while leaning on the lamppost, and said with a light smile: "Hey, Hu...what the hell is going on, forget it, let me call you Lan Mao. Lan Mao, I suggest you now Throw away the guy in your hand, and then hand over your wallet and mobile phone with your group of boys, and I can still see that you have been fooled, and let you go."

Lan Mao, who was walking forward with the angle iron, was stunned. He wanted to say what you are so stupid, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them subconsciously.

Why, why, in the blink of an eye, it feels like the little weak chicken in front of him has changed into a different person?

The dim light shone on the young man leaning against the lamppost not far away. He was obviously still the skinny man with a bruised nose, but there was a soft smile in those beautiful eyes, neither joking nor hard-tongued. It's the words that are so frankly threatening.

"I'll give you zero points for this pretense! Do you think you're still in school and the teachers can protect you? Bah, you dare to flirt with our sister-in-law, you'd be light on one leg!"

"Hahahaha, did our senior colonel get beaten up and let us go."

"Hey, Boss, this bastard is a bitch, I think we should do what he said, otherwise we won't be able to swallow it!"

The blue hair that had been intimidated made the brothers so excited, and the blood instantly jumped up: Yes, this kid is a student, as thin as a refugee, and his strength is probably like a woman, I am afraid of him!

"Alas... It's hard to persuade a ghost looking for death." Yan Deng looked at the blushing blue hair, stretched out his hand and grabbed a broomstick from the trash can next to it, and weighed it. This is not bad. In case there are sharp and angular things, if I can't control them alone, they will be beaten to death by the other side.

"Hahahaha, look quickly, this evil pen, what did this evil pen take!"

"Hurry up and record it, damn it, I have to record it, and I will point to this joke in the next half year."

"I... Ah! Whoops..."

"Ahhhhh...don't, it hurts, woo..."

"Ouch, ah, ah..."

"You, don't come here, if you come here again, I will report... ah! Don't... woo, it hurts..."

A moment later, the unscrupulous teenagers who were flaunting their might just now were moaning and sobbing, hugging each other and trembling.

Lan Mao, who debuted at position C, was even more miserable, with swollen blood marks all over his face, kneeling beside the trash can, touching Lao Gao's swollen butt, not daring to cry loudly.

Because the big devil frowned just now and said something too loud, and then he hit harder and harder, and the beating became more and more painful.

What if you agreed to beat up the weak boy to vent your anger?Why did the style of painting change in the blink of an eye, the frail boy turned into a kung fu master, and the tiger and tiger danced with a broomstick, just blowing them all up so lightly?

"Hiss, so at this time, my health is so poor?"

Yan Deng shook his sore arm, and said to himself, didn't 026 help me strengthen my body, how did it take so long to get rid of a group of weak chickens.

But when I heard my stomach growling loudly, I felt normal. At this point in time, I had just spent all the little money left at home on funerals for my adoptive father, and because of my strong self-esteem, I didn’t want to ask others for help. , he seems to have not eaten seriously for three or four days, all relying on drinking tap water to satisfy his hunger.

"Can I trouble you to buy me something to eat?" Yan Deng searched for a long time, and finally found a young man who hadn't been beaten much, and said to him with a very gentle smile.

The boy who was named had an inexplicably flattered feeling in the expectant eyes of the banquet lamp, as if the pain in his body had faded away, and he wished he could nod his head: "Okay, brother, what do you want to eat? How about , Barbecue is okay, the grilled chicken wings at the barbecue stand next to it are delicious!" He couldn't help swallowing.

"I've been hungry for a long time, so I can buy two pieces of bread and a bottle of mineral water."

Wow, this man is really good-looking, his eyes are shining like stars, and his voice is super nice, no wonder my sister-in-law wants to hook him up.The young man erratically smirked, and ran away with his small feet. He had been hungry for a long time, and he had to buy food back quickly.

Yan Deng threw away the deformed broomstick in his hand, and walked towards Lan Mao. If I remember correctly, this kid is a smoker. He is really hungry. It feels like the acid in his stomach is starting to digest his internal organs. The feeling of being on fire could drive people crazy, and he had to smoke a cigarette to suppress it.

Seeing Yan Deng walking towards him, Lan Mao hugged his body tightly, sobbing like a girl about to be raped, and begged: "You, don't, don't come again, I was wrong, you... hey? "

Banquet Lantern took out the cigarette, lit it, took two deep breaths, felt the slight dizziness of nicotine rushing into the brain, and sighed very satisfied.It was only later that Lan Mao's eyes widened, and the pear blossoms were crying like rain, and couldn't help being a little funny.

"What's wrong with me?"

The young man squatted against the wall, spewing out lingering smoke between his lips and teeth as he spoke, his slightly long hair was wet with sweat due to strenuous exercise, and fell a little messily on his forehead, a pair of beautiful eyes loomed behind the hair, warm-colored The light fell on the porcelain-white skin, and the slender fingers were pinching the flickering cigarette butt, accompanied by the slightly trembling Adam's apple as he spoke, forming a picture with strong visual impact.

Lan Mao couldn't help being a little dazed. Compared with Yan Deng, Lin Yufei seemed to be far behind.No wonder this person doesn't like Lin Yufei, if he looks like this, he doesn't like Lin Yufei either.

Thinking of this, Lan Mao was awakened by the low coughing sound of the banquet lamp, and he couldn't help but want to give himself a slap to wake him up.What are you thinking about blindly, Lin Yufei is your slut, this person in front of you has seduced your slut, you fucking came to seek revenge instead of being beaten into a scumbag, your face was trampled under your feet, don't you think What a shame!I don't feel like I'm panicking!

However, he is really good-looking, and he can't hate π-π.

What kind of old monster is Yan Deng? Lan Mao, a child who may be an adult or not, has everything in his heart on his face, and he can see it clearly.

After reading it, I couldn't help but want to laugh. To be honest, he has almost forgotten his original appearance after nearly a thousand years of travel. He didn't expect someone to tell him in such a strange way the first time he came back. It looks good.

"You, don't listen to the wind in the future. Lin Yufei has been with Chu Xiangfei for a long time. This time I asked you to find something. It was Chu Xiangfei who gave Lin Yufei an idea behind the scenes, just to kill two birds with one stone." Recalling the past, watching With the fluff on the blue-haired face that hasn't faded, Yan Deng's heart softened.

Forget it, you were instigated to come to me in your previous life, you ruined my face in the chaos and I accidentally blinded you, which started the nightmare of the rest of my life. To put it bluntly, it was just a pawn to follow someone else's plan.In this life, you will return to the bridge and return to the road. I hope you can learn to be smarter from now on, and don't set yourself up for irrelevant people.

"what?!"

Blue hair was shocked!

Chu Xiangfei knew it, he was the son of his father's subordinate, and he was also the child of someone else's family that his parents often talked about. In the ten years before Lin Yufei mentioned the banquet lamp, he had fully attracted Lan Mao's hatred, pulling The thief is stable.What is good at studying, good-looking, obedient, filial, smart and capable? Before entering high school, every time the blue-haired blue hair at the end of the age was beaten every time when the test results came out, when his father said that Chu Xiangfei was the first in age and so good-looking, he The hatred in my heart.

It wasn't until high school that the Yan Deng appeared, no matter in terms of academic performance or appearance, they all firmly suppressed Chu Xiangfei, who had always been the oldest in the past. , he used the stalk of Wannian's second child to vent his anger on Chu Xiangfei.

If Lin Yufei hadn't said that she fell in love with Yan Deng and wanted to break up with him, he would still have a good impression of the school bully who stepped Chu Xiangfei down.

Childhood sweetheart Lin Yufei secretly having sex with the boy he hates the most?And set up a set, let him come to make banquet lights?

Seeing Lan Mao's stupid look as if he had been struck by lightning, Yan Deng couldn't help feeling a little pity. He lit another cigarette, took a deep breath, and said, "Before you came to me, did someone talk to your ears?" By the way, let me tell you not to hit too hard, just break your hands and feet, it's not a big deal, anyway, your dad can settle it for you? It's the end of November now, and the college entrance examination is half a year away. You accidentally beat me to death, can your father really settle it for you? Both of us have accidents, and you can think of the rest with your toes, right? "

"Ah?" Lan Mao was already on the verge of dying, and now he only uttered some meaningless onomatopoeia.

"Yan, Yan Deng, here you are, I picked the bread with the freshest date, you can eat some." The baker boy ran back with a big plastic bag, Xiao Nei Ba, listening to the loud belly groan of the banquet lamp, He eagerly fished out a torn package and handed it over.

"Thank you, it's delicious." After Yan Deng took it, he ate it in big mouthfuls. The sweetness of the starch hydrolyzed by saliva enzymes made the hungry people burst with happiness instantly.

Seeing that the Yan Deng was devouring the food, and even stuffed the bread crumbs from his hands into his mouth, the bread boy was very sad. He hurriedly unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and stuffed it, telling him: "Eat slowly, eat slowly!" Eat, come, drink so you don’t choke, I’ve bought a lot, don’t worry.”

After eating four breads with jam and drinking a bottle of mineral water, Yan Deng couldn't help sighing comfortably because his stomach was full. He felt so happy when he was full. He would ask the teacher for help tomorrow. Can't let myself go hungry.

"Okay, let's all go home quickly. The wounds on your body are all flesh wounds. It will be fine after two days of pain." After eating and drinking, the mood index of Yan Deng quickly soared, and he took out five or six cards from Lan Mao's wallet. Fan Piaozi waved his hands at a few teenagers, and disappeared into the darkness at the corner of the alley unsteadily.

If you have money, you don’t need to go back to the small shack with air leakage on all sides. Find a small hotel, preferably with a bathroom that can take a hot shower.