Kicked out of the rich family at the beginning

"Take pictures." Xiao Wu took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, casually pulled one out, and called to the two photographers.

Both the director and the photographer could sense the casual feeling at the dinner table: "Eat, eat quickly."

"Mr. Xiao Wu," Mei Yi finally came back to his senses. He looked at the gun holster on the man's knee as politely as possible with a gentle look on his face. "Are you allowed to take photos here...?"

Do they pull out guns everywhere.

"No need to call me sir," Xiao Wu was not used to this kind of polite manners. He introduced himself to several people enthusiastically: "My name is Blackwater Street. Nicholas. Street Fighter. Mao Wu."

Identity is given by myself.

The scared director rarely showed a confused expression on his face.

"Just shoot the two of them," Xiao Wu consulted Mao Kun. He took a bite of his cigarette and the two brothers patted the director's shoulders. "People here are very informal. As long as you don't slap them in the face, it's basically fine." Did you see, next to the street is Fengqing Street, you can take pictures of whatever you want."

Xiao Wu said it so calmly, but with every shot, the director's body became shorter.

A slap in the face?
Do you think he looks like he dares to take another look at them?I look down upon them so much.

There is an old saying, what comes comes comes.

The director asked the two photographers to turn on their cameras. The two men carefully picked up the cameras and followed Yan Lu and Mei Yi step by step.

The director and Xiao Wu were walking outside the camera. It was still a while away from the fighting arena, and Yan Lu and Mei Yi were also under great pressure.

The two walked into a local shop. The owner was sitting lazily in the back. The room was filled with all kinds of things, including bows and arrows, knives, climbing ropes... everything.

When he saw the camera, the boss narrowed his eyes. Just as he was about to stand up, he saw Xiao Wu next to the camera. He stared at his black clothes for a moment, then sat back lazily.

After taking pictures of the local customs, the group finally arrived at the fighting arena through the long alley.

Along the way, many people looked curiously at the program crew filming with cameras.

It’s just that there are everyone on this street, and you might catch someone carrying a pinhole camera, or a gum bomb, holding a camera openly—

It looks silly and not dangerous.

Of course, the premise is that when they see Xiao Wu, they recognize that he is from Qinglong Bar, so they all watch it as amusement.

The people on the show finally realized that there was no danger, and several people began to let go.

After a winding path, the program team finally saw a semicircular fighting arena with a fighting arena pattern carved on a giant stone in the middle, and a poster of a masked man hanging on the right.

There were two rows of black-skinned burly men standing at the entrance, with obvious daggers and guns stuck in their knee pads. Their eyes were like eagles, and their bodies were filled with a bloodthirsty aura. I remembered that I had called such a place yesterday, asking for help. The director of their promotion——

He reached out and pinched his own philtrum.

"What's wrong with you?" Xiao Wu put his hands in his pockets and turned his head to look at the director in confusion.

Director: "Blackwater Street. Nicholas. Street Fighter. Mr. Mao Wu, are there any people here..."

As he spoke, he wiped it on his neck.

Xiao Wu nodded, "They are all mercenaries. They must have done it before. There is no need to call me sir."

How can any mercenary not lick blood from the tip of his sword?

It's over, the director swallowed, will they locate him?
**
Qingshui Bridge.

Bai Qian watched Xiao Wu bring Yan Lu and the others in and then walked back.

Originally, these people were rushing to spend money to buy more tickets, but now, let alone spending money, they didn't even have the courage to stand at the entrance. As soon as Bai Pian left, they all followed.

Everyone was lively when they arrived, but now they were silent.

They all took out their mobile phones and searched for "Blackwater Street". There is not much information about Blackwater Street on the Internet, and there is no serious introduction. Most people are tight-lipped when mentioning the name.

In fact, there is no need to search. Just by seeing the border and the people guarding the entrance, you can probably tell that this is not a place for ordinary people to enter and exit.

Bai Zian walked at the front of the crowd. She took out a Bluetooth headset, put it on herself, and started playing and reading.

He Wen just sent her a message at this time.

Both of them have high IQs and have become good friends online. In particular, He Wen did not dare to complain to others about many things, but only dared to complain to Bai Pian.

He Wen: [Brother, are you also in Xiangcheng? 】

He Wen usually respectfully calls Bai Qian "big brother". Later, when he learns to speak concisely and to the point, he becomes "guo".

Bai Zian told him his name, but he never changed it and called him "Guo".

Later, Bai Zian was too lazy to talk nonsense and let him bark.

Bai Zian pressed the keyboard with one hand. She was now proficient in typing, but she still replied briefly——

【1】

He Wen: [I have a holiday, and I received a huge subsidy during the Chinese New Year. Do you have time to come out and treat you to a meal?]

He Wen: [And several recent papers]

There are only a few major events in the scientific research world. He Wen told his team members, but there are some things that can only be obtained by the same channel. When Jiang Fuli introduced Bai Jian to He Wen, he also felt that the two of them had unique talents in mathematics. .

White scorpion: 【1】

After she replied to the congratulations, she switched back to the reading app.

Sister Xin was walking on the left side of Bai Qian.

She was the only one in the audience who accepted it more calmly. After all, she was really involved in Zhang Shize's case. From Chi Yundai to Bai Jian, everyone who appeared was extraordinary.

The group of people said goodbye on the road outside Qingshui Street.

After Bai Qian's figure disappeared at the entrance of the alley, Mei Yi's manager came over. He looked at the entrance of the alley, his beating heart still not calming down, "Sister Xin, who is Teacher Yan Lu's friend?"

Two honorifics in one sentence.Mei Yi's manager even called him "Teacher Yan Lu".

"Yan Lu is still a newcomer," Sister Xin smiled helplessly and corrected the name of Mei Yi's manager, "Just call her Xiao Lu. Don't worry, Yan Lu and Teacher Mei's schedule tonight will not be too boring."

Sister Xin didn't say much else.

Agent Mei Yi nodded. It could be seen that Sister Xin didn't want to say more, so he didn't continue to ask.

When they arrived, they felt that this place was too shabby. As night fell, the bright street lights on the roadside gave this old house a layer of mystery.

Manager Mei Yi has actually noticed that Yan Lu and Sister Xin treat Bai Qian too respectfully and don't have a relationship like ordinary friends.

There were rumors in the circle about whether there was some big boss behind Yan Lu. In the circle where there were almost no secrets, there was no word about who was behind her. Later, everyone felt relieved. Yan Lu must be lucky.

But now...

Manager Mei Yi looked back at the alley and realized that there was really someone behind Yan Lu.

He returned to the road and sat in the crew's car to wait for Yan Lu and Mei Yi to finish recording the show.

**
Ji Heng's yard.

As soon as Ning Xiao finished writing a question, he received a message from Wang Youfeng, saying that he had arrived at the intersection.

Ji Heng just handed the thermos bucket to Ning Xiao, and he suggested: "You can ask your uncle to come and have dinner with you."

"He is busy and wants to go back to see my grandma." Ning Xiao politely refused on Wang Youfeng's behalf. Wang Youfeng had a bad temper and a vicious look, so Ning Xiao had no choice but to introduce Bai Zian and the others to him.

After he finished speaking, he took the thermos bucket and went out.

At the corner outside, Wang Youfeng stood under the streetlight with his mobile phone and made a call.

When he saw Ning Xiao, he waved to him.

Ning Xiao silently handed the thermos bucket to Wang Youfeng. Wang Youfeng hung up the phone, took the thermos bucket, and raised his eyebrows at Ning Xiao, "Not bad, I'll go to my classmate's house and take some food with me."

He was speechless and Ning Xiao paid little attention to him.

Wang Youfeng carried the thermos bucket back to Grandma Wang's yard. Grandma Wang sat on a chair in the yard, looking down at a yellowed notebook.

She was not in good spirits and coughed occasionally.

Wang Youfeng's heart was heavy, but a smile appeared on his face, "Godmother, look, that guy went to his classmate's house to bring you fish soup," he said, unscrewing the lid, "Don't tell me, it's quite delicious. I Go pour you a bowl!"

He went to the kitchen and got a bowl.

Hearing that Ning Xiao went to a classmate's house for dinner, Grandma Wang also smiled, "He has many friends now, so I feel relieved."

**
fighting arena.

There was a huge crowd, and Xiao Bingwen and Xu Nanjing were sitting in the front row watching the exciting fight.

On his right is Char, and Xiao Bingwen sits on Xu Nanjing's left.

During the intermission, Xu Nanjing sent a message in the group.

Xu Nanjing: [@明东heng I didn’t grab it]

There is a white vest competition today, and the official is still selling his autographed photos. Ming Dongheng asked Xu Nanjing to help him grab it, but Xu Nanjing didn't get it either.

"Why doesn't Mr. Ming come today?" Xiao Bingwen looked away and leaned back, very confused.

The white vest has reached the top, and there are not many opportunities to play games. For such a rare opportunity, Xu Nanjing and Xiao Bingwen both joined in the fun, but Ming Dongheng didn't come?
"He left with Young Master Jiang," Xu Nanjing touched her chin and narrowed her eyes, "It is said that he went fishing with Sister Bai Zian's grandfather."

As for why she would rather go fishing than watch the white vest game, Xu Nanjing hasn’t figured it out yet.

fishing?

When do they enjoy fishing?
But for Ming Dongheng, fishing is more important than the white vest competition?

"How is Professor Huang's situation?" After Xu Nanjing replied to the message, she ignored Ming Dongheng's ellipsis and tilted her head slightly, "Rare Metal is here, but he didn't talk to you?"

Xiao Bingwen waved his hand. It was hot in the fighting arena, so he took off his jacket. He was very helpless, "It's not like you don't know how stubborn these scientific researchers are."

"Find another way, such as the legendary Liang Wuyu, and He Wen." Xu Nanjing crossed his legs lazily and scanned the people in the fighting field, "You can make money if you invite him. It's still early for Liang Wuyu, but you know that He Wen is here where from."

There are two laboratories in China that are unparalleled, Jiang Fuli and Dean Ma.

He Wen is in the top ten in history on the app, and even Professor Huang is hard to match. Given enough time, his achievements may be comparable to Dean Ma. Jiang Fuli is really discerning.

No one expected that He Wen, who was bullied by his tutor to steal his thesis, would have such a high talent.

Who wouldn’t want to grab a figure who could rival Dean Ma in the future?

But He Wen is also smart. He knows that no family can be offended, so he directly follows Jiang Fuli into the institute for retreat.

No one can reach him.

"I don't dare to rob Liang Wuyu's Chen family," Xiao Bingwen paused and sighed: "He Wen... you also know, who can find him?"

Jiang Fuli's laboratory has signed confidentiality agreements.

This is true. Last time Xu Nanjing asked Jiang Fuli about Dean Ma, Jiang Fuli revealed it in a few words.

Jiang Fuli never favored any party. If he wanted people around him, everyone should rely on their abilities. Even the Gao family members who wanted to enter Jiang Fuli's laboratory based on nepotism were rejected mercilessly by him.

"Forget it, wait until he opens the back door," Xu Nanjing was speechless, "Unless it snows in June."

Speaking of this, he suddenly became strangely silent...

All rules are for people you don't like, but... what if the other person is a loser?