Rebirth of the King

All the struggles were in vain. The last memory was that his mouth was covered with a veil. The strong smell on the veil made him twitch violently for a moment, and then he closed his eyes helplessly.

No matter how much unwillingness or struggle, they all fell into darkness.

He even started to think about whether he would be imprisoned like this to death in this life, and there would be no room for him anymore.

If so, why did God arrange for him to be born again?

Gu Xuan... Maybe he was really crazy.

An Cheng didn't know how long it took him to wake up, but when he woke up, there was only silence around him.

He was in an old house, his legs were tied tightly, and the most important thing was that he was stuffed with a rag in his mouth, which smelled inexplicably, like ether that hadn't dissipated odor.

An Cheng took a slight breath, trying to figure out where he was.

However, the door was pulled open in the next second, and the old door creaked, revealing a strong man: "Are you awake?"

The man asked suddenly, after thinking about it, he stretched out his hand and took out what was in An Cheng's mouth.

It took Ancheng a long time to bear the sudden light, he narrowed his eyes slightly to look at the man in front of him, and then took a breath: "Who are you from?"

In my memory, Zhong Mingxi has always been very careful in his life in the past, so as not to offend anyone, except for the only one...

"I was entrusted by someone," the man smiled, and with a simple and honest look, he stretched out his hand and handed over a tattered lunch box: "I got you something to eat, and I'll make do with it."

"You don't recognize me?" An Cheng suddenly asked in a cold voice.

The man shook his head, looking extremely honest: "My brother and I can get 2 yuan after visiting you for two days, so we decided to do it."

He handed the things over, and then asked hesitantly, "May I feed you?"

An Cheng looked at the burly man in front of him, a thousand or eight hundred thoughts flashed through his mind, and finally turned into a somewhat helpless sentence: "You are breaking the law, do you know?"

The man seemed a little stunned, and after a long pause, he nodded in shame: "I know, but I'm poor. After I've done this job, I'll surrender myself and give the money to my brother."

"You used to do this too?" An Cheng tried to open the conversation.

However, another man soon appeared at the door. He knocked on the door lightly and raised his eyebrows in displeasure: "Brother?"

The burly man immediately stopped talking, passed the lunch box forward, and directly blocked An Cheng's mouth with the steamed bun.

This force was not controlled well, or this person was a rough person, but he choked An Cheng and coughed heart-piercingly.

The burly man lost his mind, stood up suddenly, walked a few steps, brought water from the side and helped An Cheng to fall down carefully, and asked, "Are you okay?"

Ancheng coughed for a long time, his eyes regained his calmness and indifference, he looked at the two people in front of him for a long time, and finally sighed: "If you don't let me go, maybe my days will be like you in the future."

The leading brother seemed to be taken aback.

I heard Ancheng continue to give up on himself: "This is my first job, and in the days to come, this will be my last way out. If you lock me up for two days, my whole life will be ruined."

The man seemed a little at a loss, Ancheng saw the embarrassment in his eyes, and simply shook his head with a sigh: "It doesn't matter if you eat or not, I'm just telling you the truth, not trying to win your sympathy, Thank you for closing the door for me when I go out."

The man stared at An Cheng for a long time, but finally raised his head and carefully looked at his younger brother.

However, the man at the door was obviously impatient, and the unmoved look of waving his hands settled in Ancheng's eyes, which made Ancheng want to sigh more and more, only to sigh that the two brothers had very different personalities.

The big man hesitated for a while, and finally left the lunch box: "I'll help you untie one hand, and you can eat by yourself later."

Ancheng didn't make a sound, just closed his eyes casually, but the person at the door rushed over to hold him down: "Brother! What if this person runs away?"

The burly man shouted in a low voice: "Then what if he dies?! I want you to live well, and don't harm others like this! This is a fucking crime!"

One hand was finally untied, and then the door was slammed shut.

An Cheng smiled wryly and opened his eyes, gently stroking the obvious tie mark on one of his hands, wondering if it would be possible for Qi Yan to let him go if the wound was deeper.

This trick is too old-fashioned, but Ancheng never thought that one day he would end up in this situation.

Even when he was in the limelight as a film king, no one dared to use such indecent means against him.Gu Xuan, you are promising.

The two brothers obviously have different personalities. Once people talk too much, there must be many flaws.

Although that brother is not a good person in the traditional sense, at least he still has a conscience, knows guilt and understands people's hearts.

And that younger brother is completely different, just because he always has a gloomy and cold expression, and he doesn't understand human feelings at all.

If he had to do it, he would do it when only his brother was around.

An Cheng lightly stroked the rope on the other hand, only to realize that it was not a rope at all, it seemed to be wrapped with steel bars, no wonder it hurt so badly when it was strangled in his hand, the lock was far away from him, there was no The key couldn't be opened either, An Cheng cursed in a low voice: "Fuck... just tie this thing to your hand, and I'm afraid I'll run away."

An Cheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he searched for things beside him for a long time, but in the end he couldn't find anything that could be used, so he simply lay down on his back, thinking about what to do next.

There is no skylight in this ghost place, and he can't even check the time, but more importantly, he feels his stomach is starting to growl again.

If you eat these things now, maybe there is still salvation, or what if you don’t eat them yourself?

Using the stomach trouble to win the sympathy of the big man, will there be a chance to go out?

Thinking of this, An Cheng simply took a few mouthfuls of steamed buns and closed his mouth tightly, then closed his eyes on his back.

He needs physical strength, and since no one can save him, the only way is to save himself.

What is it for two days, seeing that there is no communication tool at present, and there is no possibility of self-help at hand. According to Gu Xuan's temperament, it is very unlikely that he will really let himself go. The only way is to find a way to escape. go.

As early as the moment of death, I understood that one cannot place one's hopes on strangers in one's whole life.

No matter what kind of relationship that person has with you.

Thinking of this, An Cheng simply resisted the overwhelming pain in his stomach, and fell asleep.

When he woke up, there was an unexpected person standing beside him.

"Senior Gu?" An Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly, his heart moved slightly when he saw the person in front of him clearly, but he still sneered: "Why are you here?"

"You look really embarrassed, Zhong Mingxi," Gu Xuan smiled, quite complacently, playing with a key in his hand, which is obviously the chain key in An Cheng's hand : "Are you comfortable staying here?"

An Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his eyebrows slightly: "Are you crazy for doing such a thing?"

This expression very similar to Qi Yan settled in Gu Xuan's eyes, but it made him even more angry: "What the hell do you think you are? Once you climb into Qi Yan's bed, everything will be smooth sailing, right?! "

He threw the key towards the door, then picked up An Cheng's collar, with hatred in his eyes, he threw An Cheng to the ground, and then stepped on An Cheng's chest.

The movement was so fast that An Cheng was slammed into the ground the moment he landed, almost unable to breathe.

"Otherwise?" A voice sounded at the door, the voice was cold and hazy, concise and to the point.

However, it was such a simple three words that made Gu Xuan stop all his movements instantly, even turning his head was a bit difficult.

"What the hell do you think you are, the one who dares to touch me?" The man half smiled, but his eyes were extremely cold, and there was even a little boiling killing intent.

Qi Yan.