Chinese Entertainment's Shining Star

With a pants full of urine smell, Qu De was dragged to the basement of the bar by these people.

Qu De shivered and hid in the corner. He was afraid and uncomfortable.

Because these big men were too impatient, he was still excreting waste water and hadn't reacted yet, but he was dragged here. As a result, his crotch was wet and the smell was a bit pungent.

Qu De knew that he was unlucky today, and he didn't know whether the security guard heard his shouts for help.

His prayers were obviously ineffective. The security guard did hear him shouting for help, but the boss ordered them to pretend that they didn't hear it. Even this basement was opened by them.

Qu De waited in fear. In less than a minute, four more people came in. All the people who were in the toilet just now gathered in this small basement and surrounded Qu De.

"Who caught him? Can't wait for him to finish peeing? It's too smelly." Someone complained loudly. Qu De's face turned hot when he heard this, after all, the smell came from him.

You know, although Qu De is not a mysophobe, he will also clean himself up. He has never been so embarrassed since he was a child.

Thinking of this, Qu De hated it in his heart. He thought that today's incident would be over soon, and he must ask someone to give these people a good beating.

He was still YYing, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his shoulder. The whole person leaned back unconsciously, and the back of his head hit the floor hard, and the whole person fell into dizziness.

After a few seconds, he realized that he was kicked.

"Brothers, don't hit me, I will pay you, you tell me the amount." Qu De reacted quickly and admitted his defeat very straightforwardly.

Don't look at him being less than fifteen years old, don't look at how arrogant he is in front of others, and even dare to confront the police, but in front of real gangsters, he is really afraid, because he has seen other gangsters beat people, and those who resist stubbornly usually end up the worst. If you want to be as strong as the male protagonist in the movie, you are a big fool in reality.

So he admitted his mistake very straightforwardly, thinking that even if he had to spend a little more money, he would not suffer any physical pain. Anyway, he still had to get back the place, and then he would pay back these guys double.

If this was really an accidental incident, then Qu De's way of handling it was undoubtedly correct, but unfortunately, this group of people did not come for Qu De's money at all, they just wanted to deal with Qu De as a person.

"You TM insulted me! Do you think I look like someone who is short of money?" Yan Hai walked up, raised the arm with the blue dragon tattoo, and slapped Qu De in the face, slapping half of Qu De's face swollen, and even his nose was bleeding.

Qu De had never been beaten so hard since he was a child. He was in pain and wronged on the spot, and he howled directly.

But the more he howled, the harder Yan Hai beat him. After a few big slaps, Qu De's whole face was swollen.

"Try to cry again, and I'll cut you!" Yan Hai stared, clasped his fingers together and pressed them against his chest. The crisp sound of his finger bones was very intimidating to Qu De. He closed his mouth tightly, resisted the urge to cry, and looked at the group of big men.

"I've been famous for more than 30 years, and you're the first one who dared to urinate on my leather shoes. Today's story is just the beginning. Let's settle this account slowly. First, what are you going to do with my shoes?" Yan Hai stepped on Qu De's chest with the pair of 98 yuan leather shoes on his feet, and asked maliciously.

"Brother, I'll compensate you."

"Okay, 100,000 yuan, you pay 100,000 yuan now, and the shoes will be over." Yan Hai and the other people looked at each other, exchanged glances silently, and soon reached a tacit understanding.

Yan Hai asked for 100,000 yuan, of course, not to blackmail Qu De.

His experience told him that it was not a big problem to deal with Qu De now. Even if those excessive means were used later, people with Qu De's family background would probably swallow their anger in the end, let alone call the police.

But if he blackmailed the other party for 100,000 yuan, it would be completely handing his handle to the other party. As long as the other party reported the blackmail of 100,000 yuan to the police, let alone the fact that this kid's family was not simple, even if his family was ordinary, the police would take it seriously because of this amount.

At that time, it would be a series of troubles. Yan Hai had always been loyal to Bai, so naturally he would not put himself in this situation. Just now, he glanced at the others, just to see if there were any fools among this group of people. Fortunately, there were no fools in the end. Everyone was very sober and knew what money to take and what money should not be taken.

Although Yan Hai was determined not to take the 100,000 yuan, he did not shout out this number casually.

"One hundred thousand? I..." Qu De wanted to cry again. Yan Hai's worn-out leather shoes were right in front of him. He could see clearly that they were just a pair of worn-out leather shoes made of artificial leather, which cost at most a hundred yuan. Moreover, Yan Hai had worn them for who knows how long, and the leather was peeling off. They were so old that they could be antiques. He actually wanted one hundred thousand.

But before Qu De could bargain, seeing that this kid dared to hesitate, Yan Hai kicked him again, leaving a big shoe mark on Qu De's face. He still knew the limit and did not use any ruthless force, so Qu De looked quite miserable, but in fact, this kick did not cause any substantial damage.

But Qu De was afraid. Now, if Yan Hai even touched a hair on his body, he would feel pain.

So when he saw Yan Hai was about to take action again, Qu De immediately shouted: "One hundred thousand, I will pay one hundred thousand!"

"Okay, kid, take the money." Yan Hai put his big hand in front of Qu Hai. The hideous scar on his palm scared Qu Hai and made him shiver again. Then he showed a crying face and begged: "Brother, I can't carry 100,000 yuan in cash. Otherwise, give me your phone and wallet, and I will get it for you now."

"I promise not to run away, I promise not to call the police! I swear!" Then Qu Hai swore to the sky again.

"Wallet and phone?" Yan Hai confirmed with a smile. Although the latter felt that Yan Hai's eyes were a little dangerous, he still nodded.

He felt that this was his only chance to run away. He only hoped that these people would be confused by the amount of 100,000 yuan. As long as he was released from this basement, Qu De would be confident that he could escape.

But as soon as he nodded twice, Yan Hai slapped him again. This time, Yan Hai used enough strength, and Qu De was slapped down by Yan Hai.

"You little bastard, you dare to fool me? Why do you need a mobile phone to withdraw money?"

"I don't want a mobile phone, I don't want a mobile phone anymore!" Qu De covered his face and cried out in pain, his voice hoarse.

"Brothers, this kid is not honest. Now we let him go, he will definitely play tricks, find a way to deal with him." Yan Hai turned around and said to several accomplices. Qu De stopped crying when he heard it, but looked at several people in horror and shouted loudly: "What are you going to do."

"Won't you know soon?" Yan Hai smiled evilly and replied.

That night, Nie Wei logged into a newly registered anonymous mailbox. There was only one email in the mailbox, with a small attachment in it. Nie Wei downloaded it directly to his newly bought ordinary laptop.

A few minutes later, Nie Wei smiled and opened the mailbox again, and replied to the email directly, leaving only two words, satisfied.

Nie Wei really didn't expect that this group of people could do things so creatively. Thinking of Qu De's miserable appearance, I think this kid will have a psychological shadow in his life.

A few days later, some rumors began to appear in the circles of some rich second-generations in Kyoto, and the target was all Qu De.

"Hey, buddy, have you heard that Qu Shuanghe's son was taught a lesson by gangsters, and I heard that he was X-rayed."

"Is it true?"

"It's true. My buddy was blocked by someone. The police have come to my buddy for several times. He was also feeling unlucky and depressed. He complained to a few of our friends at night, and I just found out about it."

"Oh my God, big news. No wonder I haven't seen that annoying guy these days."

"Yes, I just don't know what those heroes did. It's funny to think about it, hahahaha."

"Brother, have you heard that Qu Shuanghe's son was not only X-rayed, but also had his bottom broken off."

"No way, so cruel?"

"Hahaha, it's not what you think, it's just the outside layer, just a small operation. I heard that Qu De is still lying in the hospital. I'm still raising them."

"Oh my god, that's awesome! Gangsters are so skilled now. Have you found the person? I really want to meet him."

"He ran away a long time ago. These gangsters are so lucky. The bar surveillance card was full that day, so no one was captured. And Qu De was so scared that he didn't remember any faces. He only remembered the tattoos on these people, such as the blue dragon and white tiger. I heard that the police laughed on the spot."

It took several days for Qu De's incident to gradually fade away in the circle, but Qu De, who was lying in the hospital, didn't get rid of the shadow in his heart at all. Instead, he became more and more terrified. He even had nightmares for several nights in a row, dreaming of the man wearing surgical gloves and a mask, wielding a scalpel and walking towards him...

Now Qu De is scared when he thinks about it. What if that man's hand trembles? Qu De dare not think about it anymore.

A few days later, Qu De, who had been hiding in the hospital for more than half a month, finally couldn't stay any longer. More importantly, since the stitches were removed, he suddenly felt that the thing below him didn't work, so he had to go out and find a woman to try it.

That night, in a hotel suite, Qu De was sweating and sitting on the sofa with red eyes.

"Get out, get out!" Suddenly, Qu De, who was panting, yelled, and the woman standing beside him in pajamas with a seductive look on her face heard this, and hurriedly bent down to pick up her clothes on the ground, and ran out of the room without even bothering to put them on.

She could see that Qu De was mentally unstable, and was afraid that the other party would get angry and take it out on her.

A few days later, the news that Qu De's thing didn't work spread like wildfire in the small circle, and this time the rumor spread faster and wider than the last time, and later even many elders in the family heard the news.

Half a month later, Qu De's mother Xiang Feng finally knew about this, which scared her immediately, and she hurried home to find the child to confirm.

After Xiang Feng's earnest questioning, Qu De finally admitted it with a shameful face.

Xiang Feng didn't want his son to be like this before he was even fifteen years old, so he quickly made an appointment with a private doctor to see his son.

The doctor came and saw him, but when Xiang Feng asked about the treatment plan, he shook his head.

"Ms. Xiang, your son's problem is not physical. In fact, although the doctor you mentioned is not a professional doctor, his cutting skills are not bad. He did not cause any physical harm to your son. Your son's problem is mainly psychological. You can understand it as a kind of psychological trauma. Your son subconsciously thinks that he is hurt, so he can't..."

"All I can do is prescribe some calming medicine for him. I can't help more. Maybe you should find a psychologist to see your son. Maybe it will work."

"If I find a psychologist, can my son's illness be cured?" Xiang Feng asked anxiously.

"It's hard to say. As long as your son can get over the hurdle in his heart, he may be cured."

"How long will it take?"

"I can't say for sure. Maybe your son will figure it out in one day and then he will be fine. It may take half a year, or it may take... In short, you have to be mentally prepared."

What Xiang Feng, with tears on her face, didn't know was that Qu Dehua sat on the ground across the door, his face pale and his eyes dull.

Nie Wei had also heard some rumors about Qu De. He had many so-called friends who were also connected with the circle that Qu De was in, but the levels of both parties were not at the same level. Many people in Qu De's circle were not even considered to be in the entry circle, and the circle that Nie Wei sat in was the core circle of this circle.

In this circle, Nie Wei was also a transcendent existence. Although Nie Wei could not be considered to have started from scratch, for many people who were still enjoying the legacy of their ancestors, Nie Wei was undoubtedly very successful. He had jumped out of the family industry and had his own business.

This is also what many rich second-generations want to do. In fact, many rich second-generations are not the kind of people who dare to lie on the foundation of their elders and wait for death. Many of them have been sent abroad since childhood, so they have broader knowledge and more ambitions.

Especially for children in the catering and construction industries, many of them are unwilling to do the kind of work of the older generation. They are more yearning for many emerging industries, such as the Internet, entertainment, technology, new energy, etc.

And Nie Wei is the idol of most of these people.

Nie Wei no longer has time to care about how Qu De is doing now. Summer vacation is getting closer and closer, and the release date of "Inception" has finally been confirmed.

Thanks to Qishengjie, Fantasy Paradise, and 0773 for their generous rewards.