The Return of Star Reborn

Yang Er turned around three streets in a row. At a corner, he paused for a moment, then immediately dodged into the alley.

Soon there was a series of hurried footsteps at the intersection. Several people stood by the alley, looked around, bowed their heads and exchanged a few words, then dispersed to follow.

Yang Er stood on the building, his clothes fluttered in the night wind. He looked down at these people, and the level weapon behind him was already in his hand. He sighed and said with a smile, "I So poor, there are people following and robbing."

Before he finished speaking, he turned around abruptly and jumped down from the top of a tall building. The level weapon in his hand flashed a light golden light in the night, and rushed towards one of the pursuers with the sound of breaking wind. .

With a loud "boom", the wall of the alley suddenly cracked, and one person almost stopped, looking up at the person standing on the wall in horror.

Yang Er stood on the fence with a smile on his back, a crescent moon hung in the air behind him, his handsome face was like a god's residence.

"My friend, I think you are young and strong, why is it not good to make a living, do you have to do these sneaky things?" Yang Er asked.

"..." The man didn't say a word, squatted down slightly, and rushed towards Yang Er suddenly. The cold light of the dagger in his hand flashed across Yang Er's eyes. He stretched his hand backward and pulled out the high-level weapon by two inches. On the left and right, the dagger blade hit the sword of the high-grade weapon, and it shattered completely with a "click". Throw it out ruthlessly.

It smashed into an unknown trash can with a "bang".

"It's clean." Yang Er patted his palm, turned around and left with a smile on his face, feeling that he was doing harm to the people, so let's teach him a little lesson.

That unlucky person just turned out of the trash can. Fortunately, the trash cans are now equipped with a sorting and sealing function, so that he can avoid the evil consequences of being covered in soup.

"Bah!" The man spat into the trash can, and the trash can was immediately sealed.

"Dong dong dong..." A round thing rolled to his feet. The man looked down and saw that it was a sealed ball. He was about to kick it aside when he heard a voice behind him saying, " Why don't you pick it up and have a look?"

The man was startled, and looked around vigilantly, but a sneer came from his ear, "Where are you looking?"

Before he could react, he was kicked in the chest and flew out fiercely. He hit a wall with a muffled sound and fell to the ground.

The little ball rolled in front of him again, and he looked up in horror, only to see Tan Feng's lips curl into a smile, and he stepped on the little ball, asking, "Why don't you look at the gift I gave you? "

"Tan Feng... Boss..., I'll see and see!" The man panicked, crawled and hugged the ball in his arms, looked down, screamed suddenly, and threw the ball out again in fright. Back again and again.

Tan Feng seemed to have expected this to happen a long time ago. He shook his head, kicked the ball into the trash can, and said with a smile, "What are you afraid of? Isn't it just a palm? You are not afraid when you kill people. Now this Is the picture pretending to be for me to see?"

"No no……"

Tan Feng looked at him indifferently with downcast eyes, restrained his smile, and said, "Go back and tell him, gambling is a thing, if you can afford it, play it, if you can't afford it, don't play it, if you dare to touch a hair of my person, I will pry it His old ancestral grave."

"So..." Tan Fengheng laughed and said, "This is just a small lesson, once again, kill."

For Tan Feng, it is easy to kill these people, but if you want to avoid being discovered by Yang Er, you can deal with these people quietly, although it is not impossible, but it is indeed a bit troublesome.

Sure enough, I've been too idle recently.

Yang Er returned to his own house, laying on his back on the sofa, with his forearm lightly pressing his forehead, his mind kept replaying the events of the arena, those ferocious ecstasies, those crying bitterly, all the faces from his face flashed in front of my eyes.

Is this the people struggling to survive under the rule of his empire?

Is it the fault of the residents that District No.18 will become like this?Yeah?Is it wrong to live?Is survival wrong?

no.correct.It was the incompetent First Prince who was at fault.

If he can separate the genetic beast, if he has great strength, if he can protect the territory of the empire from being violated...Yang Er suddenly thought of Tan Feng, that powerful strength that can explode high-level weapons, that terrifying power.

Yang Er gave a wry smile, and rubbed the center of his brows helplessly, feeling hungry in his stomach, he stretched out his hands to rub his stomach, lay back on the sofa again, and hugged the pillow tightly.

If there is nothing to eat, let's stick to it.

He turned over and looked at the cloth on the sofa with his eyes open. For a moment, he was as eager as he is now, longing for great strength.

When the doorbell rang, he froze for a moment, and saw the person standing outside from the display screen, it was Jiaer.Jiaer was still holding food in his hand, with a cold face, but compared to the messy look before, this time it was cleaned up, and Yang Er almost didn't recognize it.

After he opened the door, he picked up his coat and put it on, turned on all the lights in the living room, rubbed his stiff face, and said with a smile, "It's so late, why is Miss Jiar here?"

"I'll buy you something to eat!" Jiaer put the food on the table, and a scent immediately wafted into her nostrils. She snorted and said impatiently, "Otherwise, what do you think I'm here for?"

Jiaer's tone was a bit aggressive, Yang Er touched his nose, and didn't know where he offended her, so he sat down on the chair honestly, thought for a while, and asked, "Who made you angry?"

"I'm angry?!" Jiaer laughed blankly, slapped his hand heavily on the dining table, took a deep breath, and asked, "Did you go to the game? Do you want to die? ? Do you know where that is? You dare to fight?!"

Yang Er was a little confused and asked, "Did you go to the arena?"

Jiaer almost laughed out of anger, she twisted her face, and said ferociously, "The whole city is broadcasting it, and you have become the king of fighting in the B-level fighting competition. No. 77-31 is really amazing!"

Yang Er fell silent, and he asked softly, "When the other party died, was the whole city broadcasting it?"

"Of course!" Jiaer said angrily, "I also gave a close-up! Do you know that in that place, you are either killed or injured. If the audience doesn't feel satisfied, you even continue to fight. It is a hell and a prisoner." Cage, the people fighting there are inhuman lunatics, how could you go there?!"

"I don't have any money." Yang Er rubbed between his brows, a little tired, "So, I just want to find a job."

It was broadcasted throughout the city, and everyone saw that scene, the death of No. 77-01, and No. 77-31 was called the latest B-level fighting king.

Jiaer was still angry, turned his head and refused to look at Yang Er, and said softly, "If you hadn't helped me, I wouldn't bother to care about you!"

"I'll change jobs tomorrow, don't worry." Yang Er smiled, pushed a dessert in front of Jia Er, and said, "Thank you."

"You haven't said yet, who is so vile who actually took you to the game! Don't say that no one will take you. I am more familiar with this place than you. If you want to go directly to the 77th floor to play games, there is no way out." Jia Er crossed his arms and refused to eat dessert, and asked angrily.

Yang Er thought for a while, nodded, and replied, "There are really people, and you know them too."

"I know too, I know too many people..." Jiaer's words stopped abruptly, her eyes widened suddenly as if she remembered something, she turned to look at Yang Er, and said angrily, "It's Boss Tan Feng ?!"

"En." Yang Er nodded, swallowed a mouthful of food silently, and his stomach felt better.

"How could he..." Jiaer suddenly stood up, walking back and forth, "It's too much! It's too much! He actually tricked you into playing a game!..."

"???" Yang Er raised his head in doubt, didn't he say that he was deceived? !

"You hurry up and find a job tomorrow, and then stay away from him, you must stay away! It's too much!" Jiaer was still a little bit aggrieved.

Yang Er had no choice but to put down the tableware, and comforted me, "It's not a lie to me, I went there voluntarily... Tomorrow I do have to find a job, so I can't starve to death here, it would really be a joke."

"I watched your game broadcast, but I can't see it. You are very skilled. There are too few serious jobs in this No. 18 district. Even if you search for a year, you can't find it. You might as well be a rich man. Bodyguard, more money and less work, how awesome!"

Yang Er didn't speak. He looked down at his level weapon. After a while, he smiled and nodded slowly, "I'll try it tomorrow."

Whether it is a prince or a commoner, everyone has to eat and survive.

"That's right!" Jiaer clapped his hands suddenly, took out something from his pocket with a smile on his face, carefully placed it on the table, raised his chin slightly, and smiled proudly, "Do you know what it is? !"

Yang Er lowered his eyes and glanced at the things on the table. It was a small purple crystal stone, shining brightly under the light, and looked very beautiful.

He does know this thing. In Emperor Star, this kind of amethyst is often used as decoration in the mansions of wealthy families. It is just a common thing, but it is not uncommon.

He glanced at Jiaer's suppressed joy, smiled slightly, then shook his head slowly, and asked, "I don't know... what is this?"

"It's amethyst!" Jiaer laughed out loud when he heard what he wanted to hear, and said happily, "You don't understand! This is very precious! I accidentally saw it outside the city yesterday! It's so amazing. Lucky!"

"Very beautiful." Yang Er nodded, "It suits you very well."

"Then I've decided! This amethyst will be Miss Jiaer's lucky stone from now on! I will take it with me wherever I go!" Jiaer carefully placed the amethyst in his palm, cherishing it very much.

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