Rebirth: Uranus Superstar

Chapter 51 Young People

Zhai Wenjun frowned: "If you tell me to go, go, where is there so much nonsense!"

I work for you, you kick me out now?
Fat Boy Dong secretly slandered, but he didn't dare to show it, he could only smile and say: "Brother Jun, don't be angry, I'll listen to you."

Zhai Wenjun snorted coldly, took out a thick envelope from his pocket, and threw it over.

Fat Boy Dong took it flattered, and thanked him repeatedly.

Zhai Wenjun ignored him, turned back to the inner courtyard with the suitcase in his hand.

Lei Huaqiang, general manager of Lei's Film Company, was already waiting in the inner courtyard hall.

Zhai Wenjun looked at Lei Huaqiang, and a smile finally appeared on his face: "Ah Qiang."

"Brother Jun."

Lei Huaqiang was doing push-ups, when he saw Zhai Wenjun, he grinned and stood up.

Zhai Wenjun looked at Lei Huaqiang carefully, and his heart softened when he saw an ugly scar on the opponent's face.

After all, there was a fateful friendship between the two.

They have known each other since they were young.

Back then, because Zhai Wenjun’s private life was indiscreet, he often imitated Cao Cao of the Three Kingdoms in doing things. After being discovered, the person involved was angry for a while, and chased him in the street with a kitchen knife. After his friend Lei Huaqiang found out, he almost used his life to help resist, which saved Zhai Wenjun from being arrested Hacked.

But Lei Huaqiang still had a scar on his face.

Also because of this scar, Lei Huaqiang gained the title of "Strong with Scar" in the industry.

Therefore, Zhai Wenjun fully trusted Lei Huaqiang.

"Ah Qiang, what happened to Old Yan's arrangement?"

Lei Huaqiang immediately replied: "He has arrived in the United States, and I placed him in Detroit, which is sparsely populated and suitable for hiding, but Old Yan seems dissatisfied."

Zhai Wenjun was a little dissatisfied when he heard the words: "I gave all the money, and he also agreed before, now he wants to go back on his word?"

"He wants to go to New York."

"impossible!"

Zhai Wenjun paused, and said, "The limelight is on the rise. There are too many Chinese in New York. At least for this period of time, it is absolutely impossible."

"clear."

Lei Huaqiang nodded and said, "I will send someone to keep an eye on him, and I won't let him go out of line."

Zhai Wenjun nodded, and put the suitcase on the table: "Here is 80 yuan, of which 50 yuan is the final payment promised to Lao Yan in advance, and there is 30 yuan. You take it and go to the United States in person, and look after Lao Yan."

"Okay, I'll take a trip myself."

Lei Huaqiang's heart skipped a beat, and he lowered his eyebrows.

Zhai Wenjun glanced at him: "Ah Qiang, this is a big matter. You are the only one I can trust now. Keep your hands and feet clean and don't take what you shouldn't. Do you understand? When the matter is over, I will give you another 30. "

"Don't worry, Brother Jun, I know what to do."

……

Outside Lei's Martial Arts Hall.

Han Sen was a little surprised to see Zhai Wenjun walking out of the martial arts hall. Before he could react, Zhai Wenjun had already stepped into a commercial vehicle and left quickly.

Seeing this, Han Sen could only continue to squat.

At this time, it was almost evening, and night fell.

Not long after, Han Sen saw a group of fat and strong men walking out of the martial arts hall.

One by one they yelled for Fatty, the leader, to treat them.

Han Sen narrowed his eyes, stood up slowly, and walked towards the six or seven people while moving his body.

At the same time, he held a long black stick in his hand.

But he saw that he raised the long stick, pulled it slightly, and heard a crash, the long stick split into two pieces, revealing the chain in the middle.

Nunchaku has existed since ancient times.

It was carried forward by Mr. Bruce Lee in the previous life.

Although Han Sen's nunchuck technique is not as proficient as Mr. Bruce Lee's, it is also extremely fast.

In a word, hitting someone is extremely painful.

At this moment, Fat Boy Dong was full of boasting: "In Xiangjiang, there is nothing that I, Fat Boy Dong, can't do, and I don't go to inquire about it. Who is in charge in Kowloon?"

"is it you?"

Hearing this inquiry, Fat Boy Dong's hair exploded all over his body, his face was stiff, and he turned his head instinctively. Before he could see the other party's appearance clearly, he only heard the whistling wind. stick strike.

Fat Boy Dong screamed, his eyes went dark, his head was dizzy, and he almost grabbed the ground with his head.

"You fucking..."

Seeing this, the five or six friends around were immediately frightened and angry, and cursed loudly.

Just as he was about to start besieging that person, he suddenly saw his face clearly. Although he was wearing a mask, he was a little familiar. When he thought about it carefully, he immediately looked shocked.

"Han Sen!"

Two days ago, this person's fierceness of one against ten was like a shadow, which had not dissipated in his heart.

At this time, the devil suddenly appeared again.

Everyone's heart suddenly felt that the secret path was not good, and everyone shouted!

"Depend on!"

"The idea is tricky!"

Without waiting for Fat Boy Dong to stay, a group of people scattered and fled from four directions: east, west, north, south.

Very familiar picture.

"..."

Han Sen was holding a nunchuck in his hand. He was just about to make a big move, but he didn't know which one to chase after seeing this, and he was speechless.

When Fat Boy Dong saw Han Sen, his legs and feet went limp and he couldn't run at all.

He quickly put his head in his hands and squatted on the ground: "Brother, my own..."

"Oh?"

Han Sen sneered, and shook his hand with a stick.

Fat Boy Dong let out a scream, covered his forehead on the other side, and shouted: "A good man, a gentleman uses his mouth but doesn't move his hands..."

Han Sen didn't speak, with a cold face, one hand in his pocket, the other holding the nunchaku in his hand, and threw the sticks at Fat Boy Dong's body.

The stick is purple and blue, and the stick avoids the vital points.

"Ah! Killing! Help!"

Fat Boy Dong lay on the ground and rolled, screaming desperately.

It's a pity that the surrounding area is too remote, even if there are passers-by, they avoid it far away, lest they can't hide.

Fat Boy Dong was extremely resentful towards Han Sen at this time, but he was also extremely afraid.

The iron rod fell on his body, hurting his bones, but he didn't know what happened, not only did he not faint.

Instead, he became more and more awake.

Heck!
In the end, he couldn't bear the pain anymore, curled up on the ground, hugged his head, and shouted: "If I die, let me know why. Why?"

"Bullying the weak, lawlessness."

"what?"

Fat Boy Dong's eyes were swollen, and his face was blank.

Han Sen slammed the stick again, saying every word: "Zhao Yixin."

Fat Boy Dong's heart shuddered, and suddenly he suddenly realized, and quickly shouted: "Brother, I was only following orders, you can go to Zhai Wenjun for revenge!"

"I will, charge some interest first."

Han Sen swung his stick away and said calmly.

As soon as the words fell, there was a sound of cursing from the side.

Han Sen raised his head and looked at the man who was surrounded by a group of people not far away.

The scar on this person's face was like a ravine, his eyes were like eagle eyes, and his expression seemed extremely fierce. He looked at Hansen with a calm tone: "You are Hansen?"

Han Sen frowned: "Who are you?"

"I'm the person in charge of Lei's Martial Arts Academy, you can call me Mr. Lei."

Lei Huaqiang came with his hands behind his back, but he didn't get close to Han Sen. He seemed to be very afraid of the iron in Han Sen's hand. He stopped when he was far away, and said calmly, "This matter ends here. I won't hold you accountable. you go."

"Boss..."

The group of people next to him were filled with righteous indignation, not at all the embarrassment they had just escaped: "Is that all? Fat Boy Dong has been beaten to the point where he is out of shape! We have to avenge him!"

"To shut up!"

Lei Huaqiang scolded in a cold voice: "A group of useless things can run faster than rabbits! How dare you mention Fat Boy Dong? What did you all do just now?"

Everyone was speechless.

Han Sen looked at Lei Huaqiang. Judging from his appearance, this man seemed to be a practitioner. Even the exercise shirt he was wearing couldn't hide the bulging muscles of his body. He knew the name Lei Huaqiang, and he saw it on a search website not long ago. According to the other party's information, he is a well-known martial arts director in the Hong Kong film industry. Many films have his name on it, and he seems to be proficient in Wing Chun.

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