Start With Lifting The Restrictions

Start With Lifting The Restrictions Chapter 63

2021-10-16

Chapter 63 Lost

"...Central Police Station revealed that the famous Dragon-Tiger Martial Master Liu Xu, in the day before yesterday The starlight nightclub in Lan Kwai Fong fought with people and died accidentally. It is reported that the murderer was a youngster who consumed at the nightclub that night, and he surrendered himself to the police after the incident... Liu Xu, also known as Bai Xu, nicknamed Fishhead, has been from seventy Since the 1990s, he has been active on the set, and has made many films as Dragon-Tiger Martial Master, and has participated in many classic film and television dramas..."

The news broadcast of zi zi, which was not very good with a little signal, was in The stir-fry shop reverberated.

Yang Chu stared at the TV screen as if it were a sculpture.

“Five servings of fried beef.”

In the small stir-fry shop, an apron-wearing waiter in his early twenties served three plates of fried beef on a tray. When I came to the front, it seemed that because Yang Chu had been here a few times, it was already familiar, and he exclaimed, "Wow, brother, you are really the best food I have ever seen."

Yang Chu He ignored the other party and kept his eyes fixed on the TV on the wall.

The waiter also glanced up, saw the TV screen clearly, and called out again in surprise, "Ai, it's actually him, I even watched his movies when I was a kid, so what? Sometimes I told my old bean that I can act in movies with such a look."

"Little bastard, what are you talking about? You can also post your star dream!"

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An old man in his 60s who was busy cooking at the back of the store heard the words of the waiter outside and shouted from inside, "It's not like you haven't been to the set so close, who will take care of you?" If the performance training class has been swiped down, you should die."

"I said Laodou, you can't beat my dreams." The 25- or 6-year-old waiter Putting down the plate in his hand, he returned to the back kitchen and said helplessly and pleadingly, "A lot of big stars are not as good as me, they are also taking their time..."

"This Fishhead seems to be the slender guy of the white label boss. He actually died!"

"Dragon-Tiger Martial Master, he likes to fight."

" Going to a place like a nightclub, what's so unusual, now it's rare, I heard that it used to be more."

......

In the small fry shop, there are a few seats The cast and crew who went to dinner also saw the news and discussed it one after another.

On TV, entertainment news has jumped to the next piece of information about a singer's latest album.

Yang Chu reached for a pair of chopsticks, lowered his head and began to pull the rice noodles one by one.

It's just the movement system that was completely controlled in the past. Today, it seems to be less obedient. The powder that I picked up often falls off, and I occasionally forget to chew it when I put it in my mouth. Occasionally came back to his senses, and spit it down like that.

"Here you are."

After an unknown amount of time, a slender palm suddenly handed a few tissues to Yang Chu.

Yang Chu slowly lifts the head, and then notices that there is a girl at his adjacent table at some point. She is bright and airy, and her temperament is even more outstanding. Although Yang Chu didn't know each other, he could probably guess that it was the actor on the Clear Water Bay studio.

"Is this fried noodles very spicy?" The girl looked at the dry fried beef in front of Yang Chu, looking a little curious, "You are choking on your tears."

" Tears?"

Yang Chu seemed to have some reaction at this moment, reached out and slid down his cheek, and found a slight moistness.

"Me too?"

Yang Chu laughed, as if talking to himself, and as if it was the first thing that touched his emotions and made him thoroughly. The things that were "lived" gradually disappeared.

"Everyone sheds tears when they are choked. You are so strange."

The girl at Yang Chu's table seemed to hear Yang Chu's words and muttered. .

"Xuanxuan, come and sit down."

At the lead table, an equally beautiful girl called out to the girl standing beside Yang Chu.

"Come on." The girl named Xuanxuan complied, and turned her head to look at Yang Chu again, with curiosity in her eyes.

"Thank you!"

Yang Chu reached out and took the two tissues handed over by the girl, wiped it on his cheeks, and the smile on his face seemed to be wiped clean as well.

The girl standing at Yang Chu's table suddenly took a step back like a frightened cat.

Yang Chu ignored the other party, stood up, his joints seemed to be stiff, pa ta pa ta moved towards the outside of this small fry shop.

The movements are slow and weird.

"It's so weird that he walks!"

The beautiful girl at the same table as the girl named Xuan Xuan, saw Yang Chu's movements, and whispered, and said again. He looked back at his huddled companion, "Xuanxuan, what's the matter with you?"

"No...it's okay."

The girl named Xuanxuan stared at Yang Chu's back shrank his neck involuntarily, and sat down cautiously.

Yang Chu didn't respond to the discussion behind him at all. After pa ta pa ta walked stiffly for more than ten steps, his movements gradually became more natural.

"Hey, pretty boy, did you forget to pay?"

At this time, the waiter in his twenties chased him out of the store and shouted to Yang Chu.

Yang Chu stopped, reached out and grabbed the Hong Kong dollar from his pocket, and stuffed it into the opponent's hand.

"Ah? So many!"

The young waiter in his early twenties, looking at the pile of Hong Kong dollars in his hand, hurriedly called out.

Yang Chu didn't even look at each other, and he was about to continue walking out,

"DiDi-"

An electronic whistle sounded in his trousers pocket sounded in.

Yang Chu stopped again, took out the BP machine from another pocket, glanced at it, and asked the waiter in his early twenties, "Is there a phone?"

"Yes, at the counter."

The waiter in his early twenties hurriedly nodded and pointed in the direction of the counter.

Yang Chu walked over, picked up the phone and dialed the number on the pager, and soon Xu Xi's voice came from the other end of the phone:

"I found Unit 701. It turns out that they have been hiding under the Kowloon Police Station. Their plan is not only to unify the fan market on Hong Kong Island. Information on the global fan market and anti-drug undercover agents related to various drug lords, and there are other forces that are targeting Unit 701..."

"I have something to do."

Yang Chu didn't wait for Xu Xi on the other end of the phone to finish speaking, and directly interrupted, "You can solve it yourself."

"What?" road.

"Did he not agree? I told you a long time ago, he..."

Chen Guibin's voice also came from the phone, obviously the two of them were at the moment It should be this call to Yang Chu together.

"Something's wrong, he was with me before..."

Xu Xi seemed to be talking to Chen Guibin on the phone, Yang Chu had hung up the phone with a snap and turned around Moved towards the door again.

"Hey, this is for your money..."

The young waiter caught up with Yang Chu from behind again, reaching out and pulling on his sleeve.

However, at the moment when Yang Chu turned his head sideways, he suddenly retracted his hand.

"This...this is..."

The waiter opened his mouth. After seeing Yang Chu, he was suddenly speechless.

He didn't know why, but at the moment when Yang Chu turned his head, an indescribable palpitation suddenly appeared in his heart.

It seems that the person standing in front of him is no longer the fan-eater in front of him.

Yang Chu reached out and retrieved the Hong Kong dollar from the other party, stuffed it into his pocket, and walked to the intersection outside. He found a taxi that has been waiting near the studio for passengers all the year round, opened the door, and sat down. up.

"Where are you going?"

A hair grey-white driver was driving, holding a teapot to drink water, when he saw Yang Chu get into the car, he turned his head and asked casually. a sentence.

"Central Police Station."

It's all empty, no disrespect to anyone, I hope you won't cause discomfort, the fact is that I appreciate it so much that I write it , the characters that appear are all my favorites. Blame myself for adding Dragon-Tiger Martial Master's plot for borrowing characters. Also, for the chapter reviews of the big guys guessing the plot, I can only Ahhh...

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