Rebirth of the Urban Madman

The woman covered her face with fear in her eyes, looking at the big man with a face full of flesh opposite her.

"Sima Hanyue, don't refuse your face. My boss invited you to dinner to give you face. Otherwise, for a star like you, killing you is no different from stepping on an ant." The strong man's eyes were fierce, and his eyes swept across Sima Hanyue's delicate body with aggressiveness.

Sima Hanyue's body trembled, and even the woman next to her who was about 30 years old couldn't help but persuade her: "Hanyue, just have a meal with Boss Hai, a meal, it's nothing!"

Sima Hanyue bit her lower lip tightly, and there was even a trace of despair in her eyes.

Sima Hanyue knew who Wu Hai was, and many of her colleagues had been harmed by Wu Hai.

Originally, Sima Hanyue was in Jinling to attend the press conference for the new drama. She didn't expect that she would be targeted by Wu Hai.

Behind the burly man, there was a row of tall and strong bodyguards, about seven or eight of them, standing in a row in suits and leather shoes, which made Sima Hanyue almost unable to breathe.

"Don't say I'm unkind. I'll give you five minutes to think about it. If you don't have a satisfactory answer!" The burly man smiled, patted his suit worth hundreds of thousands, and said contemptuously: "You will be ruined in Jinling!"

The undisguised arrogance and domineering completely broke the silence of the small temple.

Yang Ming and others, who had been disturbed by the sudden sound, looked back, and Yang Ming and the other two frowned.

"Sima Hanyue, I remember it was the star who became famous because of the costume drama, right?" Zhao Lin whispered, with fear in her eyes.

Han Yan stared at Sima Hanyue, gritted her teeth slightly, and anger flashed in her eyes.

She wanted to fight for justice, but was pulled by Yang Wei and shook her head slightly.

"Calm down. This is a desolate mountain. If you go up, you will only be asking for trouble." He was always impulsive, but now he was surprisingly calm. He looked at the row of bodyguards behind the sturdy man with his eyes slightly drooping.

He saw something. The fierceness of those bodyguards was definitely not comparable to that of ordinary people. They were full of the murderous spirit of soldiers. They were most likely veterans.

"Yang Wei, are you just going to watch that woman being bullied?" Han Yan looked at Yang Wei in disbelief, with a flash of disappointment in her eyes.

Yang Wei gritted his teeth secretly. If it were the past, he would definitely stand up for the injustice, even if he rushed up and got beaten up. But now, he was different. He glanced at Han Yan, and seemed to have concerns in his heart, and he was no longer alone.

Yang Wei knew very well that if he was still as impulsive as before, he would definitely implicate Han Yan.

Since the other party dared to attack a public figure, he was definitely not a good person.

Huang Wendi walked to Han Yan's side, "Senior sister, don't blame Yang Wei, he just doesn't want to implicate you. If we rush up, there will be no good end!"

Huang Wenxuan also nodded slightly, more rational.

The whole temple was silent in an instant, only Sima Hanyue was struggling alone. It's not that she didn't want to ask for help from outsiders, but she had long seen that Yang Ming and others in the temple were all students, and what could they do to help her?

Just after three minutes, the strong man looked up at his watch and sneered, "Five minutes have passed, what? Haven't you thought about it yet?"

Sima Hanyue's body trembled, gritted her teeth, and her voice swayed with a tremor, "I refuse!"

These three words, she almost exhausted all her strength, but with a hint of determination to die in glory rather than live in disgrace.

The sturdy man was startled, and looked at Sima Hanyue in surprise. Then, his face darkened, and he said with a hint of ferocity: "In that case, don't blame me!"

He waved his hand and said coldly: "Take her away!"

The group of bodyguards behind him heard this, and two of them immediately walked out and walked towards Sima Hanyue.

"Brother Zhang, isn't it just a meal? It's not worth making a big fuss, right?" The agent's face turned pale and smiled apologetically.

Snap!

Zhang Yin slapped her with his hand, and a glaring palm print appeared on the woman's face, "Get out of here, if you say another word, I will send you to the nightclub to accompany drinking!"

This sentence scared the woman so much that her body almost softened, and she dared not say another word.

"You are too much!" Han Yan was so angry that her face turned purple, but was held back by Yang Wei.

"Yang Wei, are you also a man?" Han Yan couldn't help asking.

Yang Wei gritted his teeth, and Yang Ming couldn't help but whispered: "At most, you can get beaten up, but you can't just stand there and do nothing, right?"

Yang Wei was about to speak when suddenly, two bangs were heard at the door of the small temple.

The two black-clad bodyguards seemed to be blown away and fell to the ground in the distance, rolling several times.

Sima Hanyue was even more shocked. She looked at the old monk in front of her who was sweeping the floor with his head down. The old monk didn't even raise his head and said in a gentle voice: "Donor, please lift your feet!"

Sima Hanyue couldn't help but raise her feet.Zhang Yin let the old monk sweep away the leaves under his feet.

"You bald ass, you're looking for death!" Zhang Yin was furious and waved his hand, "Kill this old guy for me!"

All of a sudden, the remaining bodyguards rushed to the old monk.

The old monk didn't make any moves, only the phantoms of the broom, and the bodyguards were swept out of the temple like fallen leaves.

This time, Zhang Yin's face changed.

"Are you still a martial artist?" Even though seven or eight veterans behind him were knocked down, he still had no fear, only a darker anger.

"Old man, aren't you afraid that I will destroy your temple?" Zhang Yin's voice was unusually cold.

"If I let it go, what's the point of keeping this temple?" The old monk looked up at Zhang Yin, "The Buddha is in the heart, not in the temple!"

"Damn it!" Zhang Yin was completely angry. He glanced at the struggling bodyguards and his hand fell to his waist. In an instant, a pistol appeared in his hand.

Gun!

In an instant, the faces of Yang Ming and others turned pale, but only the old monk's eyes were calm and fearless.

Not only that, the black-clad bodyguards also touched their waists at the same time. For a moment, seven or eight black muzzles pointed directly at the old monk.

Qin Xuan watched coldly from the side and shook his head secretly. This old monk was just internal strength, and he was afraid he would die.

At this moment, a figure rushed up from the bottom of the mountain. Seeing this scene, his face suddenly changed, "What are you doing?"

A delicate shout came, and a girl of seventeen or eighteen rushed into the crowd, fearless of the muzzle, and blocked Sima Hanyue.

Qin Xuan was slightly startled when he saw the person coming.

Xu Bing'er?

Xu Bing'er, who did not practice magic from the Hidden Mountain Sect but entered the secular world as a star, how could she appear here?

Zhang Yin would not care about a yellow-haired girl, he just looked at the old monk viciously.

"Shoot!"

In an instant, the sound of bullets rang out, like a string of pearls, heading straight for the old monk.

The broom in the old monk's hand was as fast as the wind, but his strength was always weak. When the bullet fell, a blood hole on his shoulder blade was extremely glaring, and his face turned pale.

"Master!" Xu Bing'er and Sima Hanyue couldn't help but exclaimed, full of worry.

Xu Bing'er even ran over and supported the old monk.

At this moment, Zhang Yin shot again mercilessly, with a cold look in his eyes.

"Old man, you asked for this!"

The bodyguards behind him were also merciless. In an instant, white smoke came out of the muzzle of the gun, and bullets tore through the air and rushed towards the old monk, even covering Xu Bing'er.

Sima Hanyue exclaimed, and Han Yan and others turned pale, covering their faces and not daring to look.

When the gunshot fell, the next moment, Zhang Yin's eyes were straight.

He looked at the young man who suddenly appeared and the palm that was suspended in the air.

The young man opened his palm slightly, and bullets fell on the ground one by one, making a ding-ding crisp sound.

Xu Bing'er was even more stunned. When she reacted, she couldn't help but be ecstatic.

"Qin Xuan?!"