After the apocalypse boss enters the entertainment industry novel

The killer froze when he heard this.

They haven't seen such an arrogant person for a long time.

But Song Zhulan's words and deeds made them panic from the bottom of their hearts.With such a murderous look, he looks more like a killer than them. Is he really the ordinary starlet that the client said, who only knows how to punch and embroider his legs?

They haven't done anything yet, but Song Zhulan didn't give them any time to react.

Almost no one could see how he was moving, the leader of the killer had already flown out, and at the same time there was a tooth-piercing sound of bones breaking.

The rest of the people woke up like a dream, no longer dared to be dazed, and raised all their spirits to kill Song Zhulan.

However, they never had a chance to get close to Song Zhulan.

The young man was extremely fast, and his strikes were steady and ruthless.And Qin Jingye, who was standing beside him, helped him prevent all possible sneak attacks.

The killers didn't expect that Qin Jingye would follow Song Zhulan, and they had some concerns about him at first, but they were beaten back by the two of them, and there was no room left, so they tried their best to escape, only to realize that It doesn't help at all.

It didn't take much effort, a group of killers were injured and crippled, just like a few big black garbage bags, lying in tatters in the corner of the alley.

The blood in Song Zhulan's eyes still didn't fade away.

He had just pierced a killer's shoulder with the dagger he snatched, and the blood splashed directly on his face, slanting in a slanted line, from cheek to eyebrow, adding a touch of shocking beauty to Song Zhulan's face for no reason.

But he didn't intend to stop, and walked slowly towards one of them.

His shadow was as thick as ink, covering the killer in the corner.

The killer couldn't help trembling.

The young man looked down at him, his voice was very cold, even in June, it was like falling into an ice cave.

"Do you dare to move my people? You are quite courageous. Tell me, who sent you here?"

The killer wanted to cry, but their target was not Qin Jingye at all, and they even held back a little when they found out it was the young master.

As a result, Song Zhulan didn't seem to care much about her being assassinated, but cared more about Qin Jingye?

Although surprised in his heart, the killer still insisted on his professionalism, gritted his teeth, and refused to speak.

Song Zhulan's face immediately turned cold, and there seemed to be no emotion in the amber eyes, which made people feel terrified.

He slowly wiped the blood off the dagger, held the handle of the dagger and turned it around in his hand, the bright silver light hurt people's eyes.

"Well, let me ask this question in a different way." His voice obviously softened, but it seemed to be more terrifying than before.

"He's from the Wen family, right?"

The killer hurriedly shook his head in panic, his eyes full of panic.

"It seems so," Song Zhulan said slowly, "I guess...it's Mrs. Wen?"

The killer didn't dare to make any reaction this time, but Song Zhulan had seen everything through his eyes.

Sure enough, it's another annoying Wen family.

He got the answer, and immediately he didn't intend to continue entanglement with others. He lowered his eyes and looked at the people on the ground with a cold and heartless expression, as if he was thinking about how to cut the knife to avoid blood splashing on his body.

Is this really the look that should appear on a teenager?

The killer trembled even more.

He had no doubt that Song Zhulan could shoot them in the street and kill them on the spot.

If no one stops it.

On the other side, Qin Jingye had just finished calling the police when he saw Song Zhulan's murderous eyes.

He was startled and hurriedly shouted: "Don't do it!"

Song Zhulan had already raised his knife and stopped in the air, but the hostility on his body did not fade away.He kicked the person lying on the ground fiercely, avoiding the blood on the ground in disgust, and walked towards Qin Jingye, his voice returned to its usual warmth.

"Are you OK?"

"It's okay." Qin Jingye shook his hands casually, and moved his fingers in front of Song Zhulan, "Look, it's nothing serious, it just looks a little scary, just go to the hospital and bandage it."

Song Zhulan lowered his eyes and took a look.

He has lived in the last days for many years, so he can naturally see the severity of the wound at a glance.The knife wound on Qin Jingye's palm was not as light as he said, but it was not that serious either. It should be that the killer subconsciously withdrew his efforts when he saw him, and was unwilling to hurt others.

But Song Zhulan still felt uncomfortable.

Compared to the fact that someone was entrusted to kill him, what annoyed him more was that Qin Jingye was injured right under his nose.

Song Zhulan is very possessive, and after spending more time with Qin Jingye, she unconsciously classifies him as her own category.The number of times he was assassinated back then was not infrequent, and it was basically commonplace. Kill all the killers, and then find out the mastermind behind the scenes.If necessary, you can also pretend that you have been seriously injured, so as to wipe out the opponent.

But someone hurt him under his nose, Song Zhulan felt that his dignity was challenged.

He wants to recover the debt.

"How are you? Are you alright?" Qin Jingye asked with concern, looked Song Zhulan up and down, confirmed that he was not injured, he was relieved that his body was splattered with other people's blood.

Seeing that Song Zhulan's face was still gloomy, and he wanted to execute the killer on the spot anytime and anywhere, Qin Jingye pulled him back.

"Don't go," he looked seriously into the boy's amber eyes, "It's not worth losing your future for this kind of person."

"I know you have ways to circumvent this. But you believe me, there will be an answer that satisfies you in the end."

The boy looked at him and didn't speak for a long time.

After a while, he smiled and said, "Director Qin, what are you thinking? I'm just going to scare them. Could it be that you're serious?"

Qin Jingye responded: "Yeah, your acting skills are so good that you have fooled me. Next time you take on a murderer-type role, I guarantee that you will scare the audience too."

The topic of discussion between the two gradually returned to normal, as if the assassination just now and the murderous aura on the young man had never existed at all.

Song Zhulan let out a breath, and the anger in his heart gradually calmed down.

He would never lose his mind when he was angry, and if he did too much in broad daylight, it would really affect him. He knew in his heart that what he did was indeed just to scare the killers.

It's just that the killing intent just now was not fake.

Qin Jingye called the police, who soon arrived.

Looking at the messy scene, the killers lying on the ground and the two victims talking and laughing, they were even stunned for a moment.

After the police reacted, they immediately reported and dealt with the matter in accordance with the regulations.At the same time, a policeman came to ask about the condition of the two victims: "You two... are you okay?"

Before Qin Jingye answered, Song Zhulan had already given the answer for him.

"Yes." He pointed to Qin Jingye's hand, "His hand was injured."

The policeman looked at the knife wound on Qin Jingye's palm, thinking of those people who fell to the ground with broken ribs and couldn't get up, the corners of their mouths couldn't help twitching.

This is completely kicking the iron plate.

However, daring to commit crimes with weapons in broad daylight, it is quite a relief to end up like this.

It was also thanks to the skill of these two victims, otherwise they would have been surrounded by so many people with knives, and I don't know what would have happened.

Looking at the tragic scene, he sighed, looked at the two warriors with reverence, and then froze.

Song Zhulan and Qin Jingye?

For the first time, he felt that the variety show "2048 Survival Guide" was so pure and unpretentious, without any trace of exaggeration, and it didn't even show one-tenth of the combat effectiveness of these two people.

In shock, he sent the two of them to Beiyang Hospital.The doctor made a comprehensive examination, only to confirm that apart from a wound on Qin Jingye's hand and a few scratches on Song Zhulan's body, there were indeed no other wounds.

But in the end, there was an armed wounding case. After Qin Jingye's hand was bandaged in the hospital, the two of them still took notes.

At the same time, someone specially enlightened the two of them to prevent this incident from leaving a psychological shadow in their hearts.

However, Song Zhulan and Qin Jingye's psychological quality is very good, there is no problem in their state, they are as calm as if they ate a cone somewhere.

Especially Song Zhulan, when asked what he is most concerned about now, his answer is: "I am a little confused about a question in today's biology exam, and I don't know if I answered it correctly."

Crowd: ...

Xueba, as expected of you.

A sudden assassination did not have any impact on the two of them. The only regrettable thing seemed to be that the dinner that Director Qin Da had arranged was ruined, and in the end they had to be brought over, and the two had dinner in the hospital.

The two of them often ate at the hospital, but it was different from the past, the one lying on the bed today with his hands wrapped into bear paws was finally not Song Zhulan, but Qin Jingye.

While waiting for the dinner to be delivered, Song Zhulan asked Jiang Xiaofeng to buy some apples, and sat by the bed to peel them.

He is very good at peeling apples.Song Zhulan himself seemed to think it was a bit too simple, so he spent some time carving out a few small animals for Qin Jingye and placed them on a plate.

Qin Jingye was so cute that his heart melted, and he didn't care much about the injuries on his hands. He looked at a few pieces of apples excitedly, and praised: "What a cute little pig! I can't bear to eat it."

Song Zhulan kept moving his hands, but looked up at Qin Jingye, his eyes were not very kind.

Qin Jingye felt a little bad, and asked tentatively, "This...isn't it a pig?"

There was a flustered smile on the boy's face: "This is a dog."

Qin Jingye: ...

He tried his best to find a place for Song Zhulan, pointed to another piece of apple, and said cautiously: "Then is this a chicken?"

I sculpted a dog, and the other one has hair. Is it because the chicken didn't run away?

As a result, Song Zhulan didn't peel the apples at all, and just said one word: "Eagle."

Qin Jingye looked at the fat creature that had no neck, no matter how you looked at it, it had nothing to do with an eagle, and then looked up at Song Zhulan to confirm that the other party was not fooling him, and finally found out.

Song Zhulan is a person with good acting skills, excellent learning ability, and max force value, but he...

In a way, he may be handicapped.

Suddenly discovering something less than perfect in Song Zhulan, Qin Jingye didn't feel disappointed, but felt that Song Zhulan was a little cute.

He's so good, it's so funny even with his flaws.

After Song Zhulan's art skills were repeatedly provoked by Qin Jingye, he originally wanted to punch him directly.

But when he saw the wrapped hand, he couldn't bear it, so he just took a deep breath to control his desire to hit someone.

In fact, after getting acquainted with Qin Jingye, he found that his mood swings became much larger.

It turned out that in the last days, Song Zhulan was considered by most people to be a man with a tough wrist, but he was quite easy to get along with under normal circumstances.

Unless it is something of principle, it is difficult to see him get angry.

Song Zhulan's habit of showing people with a smiling face is one reason, and the other is because he really doesn't care much.

He has weak feelings, as long as it doesn't affect what he intends to do, Song Zhulan doesn't bother to care about how others think of him behind his back.Even with the few friends he knows, it is difficult to touch his heart.Compared with friends, they are actually more like his subordinates, and they still show caution and prudence in many cases, making the relationship even more distant.

But Qin Jingye was different from them.

Looking back now, I don’t know when the two became acquainted, but Song Zhulan would be amused by him, play against him, discuss character design, and occasionally play two games. will do it.

And he had never been so angry because one of his friends was injured before.

It is still a bit far-fetched to explain it only by "possessive desire".

Song Zhulan finished peeling the apple, got up to wash his hands, and when he came back, he looked at Qin Jingye who was sitting on the hospital bed watching a movie.

It has to be said that Qin Jingye has an aesthetic face and a temper that suits his taste.

And since a long time ago, Qin Jingye didn't have the smell of cigarettes that bothered Song Zhulan.He didn't know when he quit smoking. Calculating the time, it might not be long after the two met for the first time in the hospital.

Song Zhulan was quite satisfied with Qin Jingye, and was not bored by being liked by such a person.And he was probably not as indifferent as he expected, and he also had some feelings for Qin Jingye.

He propped his chin and thought, maybe...it's not impossible to try it with Qin Jingye.

But before that, there are more pressing matters to deal with.

Song Zhulan's cell phone on the table rang, Qin Jingye glanced sideways at the phone number that did not have a contact name on it, and mouthed to Song Zhulan.

"Wen Ning."

Song Zhulan nodded, walked over to pick up the phone, and Wen Ning's voice came from it.

"Xiao Lan, are you okay? I just realized that Wen Jingyuan is so mad," Wen Ning's voice came from the phone with an anxiety that was not there before. It's starting to bite back, you have to be more careful during this time."

"I see," Song Zhulan said lightly, and at the same time reminded, "It wasn't Wen Jingyuan who hired him, so he wouldn't be reduced to this."

Wen Ning was silent for a while and replied: "That's right. If he hired someone, the method wouldn't be so clumsy."

This assassination was indeed clumsy. Several killers hacked people with knives in broad daylight, and Song Zhulan had no power to defend them. It was too unprofessional.If Wen Jingyuan behaved like this, it would probably be more reasonable to find a sniper.

"So... Madam Wen?"

Song Zhulan said "hmm": "Our plan may have to be advanced."

Wen Ning on the other end of the phone sneered: "She has enjoyed the blessings of Mrs. Wen for so many years, and it's time to pay off her debts."

"I don't know how our good father will react when he knows you are still alive. He even talked to me a few days ago, saying that you don't know what it will be like if you are by his side."

Song Zhulan narrowed his eyes slightly: "Yes, I am also looking forward to it."

The arrogant but suspicious Mr. Wen will react when he knows that the person next to his pillow is plotting to murder his youngest son.

He might not have much affection for Yuanshen, but Mrs. Wen's actions challenged the majesty of the head of the family.The two have already developed a rift now, and it will never be easy by then.

As for Wen Jingyuan, it was inevitable that he would be suspected by his suspicious father.

When the time comes, Wen Jingyuan, who has lost her father's love and lost her heart long ago, will have anything left in her hands?

After all, regardless of his family background, what kind of big shot is he?

Thinking of this, Song Zhulan looked at Qin Jingye more pleasingly.

The difference between human beings is indeed greater than the difference between human beings and dogs.Also from a wealthy family, Qin Jingye never bullies others, has a good relationship with his peers, and does not engage in petty tricks that cannot be put on the table.

He has always acted frankly, relying entirely on his own strength.

Song Zhulan has no doubt that even without the background of the Qin family, it just took him a little longer to get to where he is today.

However, at this moment, Qin Jingye was looking at the phone with one hand, but there was a trace of distress on his face.

"It's over," he seldom showed such a desperate expression, "This matter between the two of us has become a big deal, and it's all on the social news."

Song Zhulan was not surprised by this, and she didn't even know why Qin Jingye was so desperate.

With the traffic on the two of them, it's not uncommon for them to be a hot search, let alone being directly attacked with weapons now.

And today happened to be the day when the college entrance examination ended, and they were attacked around the examination room, which directly aroused widespread concern in the society.

The matter has not been investigated clearly yet, so far only a part of the matter has been disclosed, and it was automatically made up by netizens. A group of people wanted to hold Song Zhulan and Qin Jingye hostage, but they were beaten back instead.

Because it was so frenzied, many people were worried about their personal safety, and at the same time cast aside such criminals who disturbed social order.The fans of the two even care about their idols on Weibo, hoping that they will be safe and mentally healthy.

At the same time, Song Zhulan and Qin Jingye's anti-killing process was too amazing, and various self-defense techniques, fighting technique teaching and self-defense equipment also became popular on the Internet.

Of course, there are also people who have the potential of prophets to release their own conspiracy theories: Qin Jingye was purely implicated by Song Zhulan this time.Song Zhulan's luck in the past few years has been ridiculously bad, especially in the past two months, he has been injured, maybe someone deliberately targeted it, this accident is not accidental.

Song Zhulan really wanted to use a trumpet to give a thumbs up to the person who said this and saw everything.

There was nothing wrong with the public opinion on the Internet, and Song Zhulan didn't bother to delve into it. Instead, he asked the frowning Qin Jingye, "What are you still worried about?"

Qin Jingye's eyebrows curled into a horoscope: "My parents know about this."

Seeing that Song Zhulan was a little puzzled, he added: "My brother and sister should know about it too."

Qin Jingye was ranked fourth in the family, with two older brothers and one older sister.

Song Zhulan heard Xia Yun's gossip before that the Qin family's family business is mainly inherited by Qin Jingye's elder brother and second elder brother. His sister's ambition is not here, and she doesn't want to be a businessman who deals with money every day. She ran to do business with her mother. Academically, she is too busy to touch the ground. I see her more often in well-known academic journals and academic conferences every day.

In contrast, Qin Jingye was indeed the most careless member of the family.

Being able to teach such outstanding children, the Qin family's style is obviously much better than Yuanshen's pair of gambling ghost adoptive parents and the Wen family's scumbag father.

But Qin Jingye didn't really want to see his family at the moment.

He rested his forehead and sighed: "When they know about my injury, they will definitely have to talk about it again, and then persuade me to enroll myself in a few martial arts classes and buy a bunch of self-defense equipment at home. Will hire bodyguards for me."

"By the way," he looked at Song Zhulan in the middle of the sentence, "Didn't you ask me why I fight before? I forgot to say it at the time. In fact, it was because I was kidnapped once when I was a child. Although I didn't suffer any injuries in the end. I was rescued, but after that I went out with a group of bodyguards for a long time, until I learned martial arts and was able to knock down the bodyguards."

"It's reasonable, your family's concern for you is completely reasonable," Song Zhulan did not join Qin Jingye's complaints, and agreed with his parents, "Unfortunately, it is illegal for individuals to hold guns now, otherwise you should Go practice shooting."

He has been an orphan since he can remember, and he has no intuitive feeling for family affection. He has heard many examples of strange parents before, and he has personally experienced it here for a while. He really feels that Qin Jingye is already a very lucky type.

Qin Jingye sighed faintly, and said after a while: "Forget about shooting, let's find a place to shoot arrows another day."

"Okay," Song Zhulan readily agreed, "I'll teach you."

While the two were talking, a knock on the door suddenly sounded from outside the ward.

"The person I called to deliver dinner has arrived." Qin Jingye muttered, and was about to get out of bed, but was pushed back on the bed by Song Zhulan.

"You don't need to move the patient," Song Zhulan said in a gentle manner, but his tactics were tough. After speaking, he walked over to open the door, and when he got up, he held a fruit knife in his hand.

The VIP ward of Beiyang Hospital is relatively safe, but as Wen Ning said, Wen Jingyuan is being pushed so hard by them step by step, it is inevitable that he will jump the wall and do something else.

Song Zhulan narrowed his eyes, and slowly opened the door, ready to take action if anything strange happened.

But standing outside the door of the ward was neither a person with a dangerous aura nor a delivery man who brought dinner, but a woman who looked only in her 40s.

She has short, dashing haircut, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses pinned to the bridge of her nose, and she has an extremely rigorous temperament.

The moment Song Zhulan saw her, he withdrew the fruit knife.

At the same time, I was curious: who is this, and why did you come to Qin Jingye at this point?There seems to be no one in this age group among his relatives and friends.

Before he could come up with an answer, he heard Qin Jingye yell helplessly from behind.

"Mom, what are you doing here?"

mom?This young looking lady turned out to be Qin Jingye's mother?

Song Zhulan was shocked for a moment, and then realized that she must be well maintained, and she should look young, but she was not the right age for a while.

He smiled modestly at the elder, and led Qin's mother inside: "Hello, Auntie, Director Qin is lying on the bed, and there is nothing serious."

But Qin's mother just glanced at Qin Jingye, and grabbed his hand enthusiastically, without the rigorous and cold temperament before: "Don't worry about him, you are Xiao Song, right?"

Song Zhulan just nodded when she heard the mother say, "I've wanted to see you for a long time!"

The author has something to say: Brother Song: Do you dare to touch my people?

Director Qin:! !what did he say!Rounding is together

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