Zhang Yuan has always firmly believed in one truth, that is, God has given me talents that will be useful to me.

Even if it is garbage, as long as it is placed in the right place, it will produce effects beyond your imagination.

For example, if you stick a bunch of otaku's overnight toilet paper rolls on a picture frame, put it in a postmodern art exhibition, name it "Wasting Life", it can be sold for hundreds of thousands of dollars immediately.

The same is true for things. The same thing will have different effects when viewed from different angles.

Sometimes, the difference between good and bad is just a fine line.

call!
A fierce sound that tore through the air came from behind Zhang Yuan.

At this moment, he was smiling and greeting several martial arts masters including Li Lianjie, Ma Zhongxuan, and Chen Zhihui.

I saw the expressions of several old masters changed and they looked terrified.

Zhang Yuan knew something was wrong and turned around immediately.

He turned around and looked back, not just looked back.

And it rotates counterclockwise, so the left shoulder will move backwards.

And what happened behind him?

At this time, because of Zhang Yuan's second refusal to compete, coupled with his own master's lecture after he was drunk, and the other masters' praise for Zhang Yuan's spearmanship this afternoon, this second-generation rich man with poor skills was a little overwhelmed.

In addition, Zhang Yuan casually suggested that he compete with his assistant.

He knew that Zhao Xunxun had some strength, but he was not sure about Xiang Zuo.

He thought Zhang Yuan was humiliating him by saying he was inferior to a woman.

Recalling how he had been completely defeated in every aspect by Zhang Yuan since his arrival in the past few days, he could no longer suppress the little flame of anger in his heart.

"You have to compete today even if you don't want to!"

Thinking of this, he rushed towards Zhang Yuan who had his back to him.

Attacking an opponent with his back to you is a big taboo in the martial arts circle.

Just as two countries do not kill envoys when they are at war, they cannot deliberately massacre civilians.

Because once a loophole is opened, the bottom line will disappear. Once the bottom line disappears, all the existing rules will become bullshit.

But where did the Xiang family come from?
Those who made their fortune by gangsterism don’t need to follow the rules.

So Xiang Zuo, who was influenced by his surroundings, didn't have to pay so much attention to details.

But this guy didn't really want to kill, he just wanted to show off.

In the afternoon, Zhang Yuan made a counterattack by sticking his hand against a foreigner's cheek, which drew applause from the whole audience.

Just because he wanted to follow suit, he hit Zhang Yuan on the back, but only his clothes were torn without damaging his skin.

This guy has practiced a bit and has decent control.

If he were allowed to be well prepared, try a few more times, and if Zhang Yuan didn't move, maybe it would work.

But the real situation changes rapidly, there are not so many restrictions.

Just as Zhang Yuan turned around to reach back to his shoulder, the man's nine-ring broadsword arrived.

Then I heard a "ripping" sound!
Zhang Yuan dodged to the side reflexively, and felt a sudden chill from below his shoulders to above his lower back.

It was as if a beautiful woman with an ice cube in her mouth was passing across my back.

Hiss...Zhang Yuan shuddered all over.

Just one or two seconds later, I felt a heat on my back again.

Just like the beauty just now, after melting the ice cube in her mouth, she used her hot tongue tip to stroke your back again.

"Brother Zhang Yuan!"

At this time, assistant Zhao Xinxin looked ferociously as he looked at his back.

As she shouted, Zhang Yuan felt a tingling sensation coming from the gap between "ice and fire" on his back.

He stretched his hand over his shoulder, brushed it towards the left side of his back, put it in front of himself and took a look.

There was a bright red patch on all four fingers.

"Ah..." Only then did he purse his lips and lower his voice.

The itchy feeling was pushed aside by the sudden severe pain, forming a strong "burning" wound on his back.

"Zhanping, what are you doing!" Li Lianjie was startled. When he saw Zhang Yuan's hands covered in blood, he immediately shouted.

Then he quickly went forward to check Zhang Yuan's back.

At this time, there was a twenty-centimeter-long tear on the back of his white printed T-shirt.

The hole went diagonally from below Zhang Yuan's left shoulder blade to his lower back.

The skin and flesh had already been torn, staining the torn clothes red.

Xiang Zuo was also stupid.

At this moment, he was like a black bass that had been hooked ashore, with the corners of his mouth crooked and opening and closing from time to time.

His eyes were shaking and twitching, and he was obviously shocked by what he had done.

"I...you, why are you moving..."

This second-generation rich man held it in for a long time before finally saying something.

With just this one sentence, instead of reflecting on himself, he blames the victim for not cooperating.

It is quite in line with their family tradition.

Teng!
Zhang Yuan, who was in a daze, immediately felt a surge of anger when he heard these words.

This small flame cleared the fog in his mind and made his head clear again.

"Luckily it's a prop knife!"

This was the first thought that came to his mind.

If it was a real sword with a sharp blade, he would have become the real Yang Guo after that attack.

"This guy is crazy!"

He thought again.

Apart from the last time he was hit on the back of the head on the set of "The Return of the Condor Heroes", this was the most dangerous move he had ever encountered.

"It was the back that was cut."

"Not stabbing, not aiming at the neck or other vital parts."

"So he probably didn't come here to kill me."

"This idiot..." Zhang Yuan cursed in his heart using the most accurate adjective he could think of.

He was naturally very angry.

Anyone who gets stabbed for no reason would be angry.

But Zhang Yuan suppressed his emotions with reason.

Because Xiang Zuo is different from the martial arts school student.

Naturally, you can beat the other person to pieces and vent your emotions.

But the consequences are troublesome.

The Xiang family is not easy to mess with. Once Xiang Huaqiang's only son who still looks like a human being is crippled, the other party's revenge will probably be something he cannot afford.

Zhang Yuan gritted his teeth and resisted the urge to attack, and analyzed quickly.

"If I defeat this second-generation rich man, his father will definitely do his best to ban me."

“Other companies will also stay away from me because they don’t want to be at odds with the Xiang family.”

"Then everything I have done before will be wasted."

"Unless I find a company that can stand up to the Xiang family, there is no chance for me to stay in the entertainment industry..."

"Oh!" Thinking of this, Fan Bingbing's beautiful, fair and smooth face suddenly appeared in his mind.

It’s not that his evil intentions have not subsided, but his lustful thoughts have arisen again.

Instead, he remembered what the other party had said to him on the phone before.

"The Wang brothers are very strong people."

"And strong people actually don't like people who are as strong as themselves."

Zhang Yuan's mind suddenly brightened.

"Fan Ye means that the reason why the Wang brothers were hesitant about the gambling agreement I proposed is largely because they think I am too strong."

“It’s hard to control.”

"I had been thinking about showing off my weakness to the other party, so that the two Wang brothers would have the illusion that they could control me."

"I was wondering how big this flaw would have to be."

"Now……"

He frowned in pain and turned to look at Xiang Zuo who was in panic.

"This 'flaw' should be big enough!"

"The Xiang family is overbearing, but the era of the Hong Kong circle is almost over, and Hong Kong companies are actually not very powerful in the mainland."

"Plus, because of the "Little Fish and Flower" incident, I became the middleman between the Beijing and Hong Kong circles."

"The Wang brothers' reputation in Beijing circles is not much better than that of the Xiang family. They are also famous for being overbearing." "If we talk about the mainland, especially in the current film and television ecology dominated by the imperial circle, Huayi is actually more powerful than the Xiang family."

"As long as I don't go to Hong Kong and go to the Xiang family's territory, if Hua Yi protects me, they can't do anything to me."

"If you really want to touch me in the mainland, you will be easily retaliated by the imperial circle."

"Because the Film Association, Music Association and Huayi took action together last time, the Xiang family will definitely be wary."

"And what I need to consider next is how to find an opportunity to reconcile with the Xiang family."

"Besides, it was this idiot who attacked me first today. From a moral and righteous point of view, I have the upper hand."

He sorted out his thoughts in just a few seconds.

"Humph, I didn't expect this second-generation ancestor could be useful."

“It turns out that even if it’s garbage, it can be recycled and reused.”

Zhang Yuan narrowed his eyes and made up his mind.

We're going to take a risky move today!
"Hurry up and call the crew's medical staff."

"I have some medicine for wounds that I made myself."

"I have to go to the hospital for an injection. What if I get tetanus?"

Several old masters who were planning to hold a "farewell banquet" for him all spoke out in unison.

They have seen this kind of injury many times, so they naturally have experience and also have medicines for treatment.

But when they wanted to help Zhang Yuan sit aside and wait for treatment, they found that he moved!

"Zhang Yuan, you..." Li Lianjie was right beside him, and seeing his fiery eyes, he thought something was wrong.

Just as he was about to grab his arms to calm him down, he felt his hands on Zhang Yuan suddenly loosen.

The force was so strong that it almost sent him flying...

When Lao Li stood firmly and looked up, Zhang Yuan had already arrived in front of Xiang Zuo.

The second-generation rich man was still trying to resist when he heard a muffled "bang" and felt his chest getting hot and he was lifted into the air!

Zhang Yuan used the Hong family's Iron Wire Fist and with one punch he knocked the boy, who claimed to have practiced martial arts for many years but was still weak, flying away.

Just when the opponent was about to fly, Zhang Yuan quickly changed his moves with both hands, grabbed the opponent's wrist with eagle claws, pulled Xiang Zuo who was moving backwards back to the front of him, and then elbowed the opponent's neck.

boom!
The boy immediately fell sideways to the ground.

Zhang Yuan kicked his right wrist, knocking the nine-ring broadsword that had cut him away.

Then he raised his fist and attacked the person lying on the ground.

He was thinking while beating him.

This scene of standing and lying down seems a little familiar.

"I have become Zhang Weijian..."

In other words, he didn't have a folding stool at hand, otherwise his fighting power could be increased by another 10%.

The whip kicks sound like heavy rain, and the heavy punches sound like whispers.

Li Lianjie, who was standing by, saw that his apprentice was about to become dumpling filling, so he stepped forward to stop him.

He tried to hold Zhang Yuan from behind, but found that the opponent was incredibly strong and he couldn't control him at all.

At this moment, two masters, Master Ma and Master Chen, also rushed over.

One person on each side held Zhang Yuan's arms and straightened them, while Lao Li also seized the opportunity, held up his knees and wrapped his arms around his waist.

It took the three of them working together to barely subdue him.

If you say it’s due to lack of experience, the last time when old man Yu Chenghui was in his “violent” state, he was able to resolve the attack with his cleverness.

These three used brute force to stop it, which was naturally difficult.

"Hurry up, drag Zhan Ping away and send him to the hospital, quickly!"

The others hurriedly lifted the vehicle up and rushed to the parking lot to take it to the hospital.

"Zhang Yuan, calm down, calm down!" Li Lianjie shouted in his ear.

"Don't worry, I'll explain it to you." Lao Li said hurriedly.

Zhang Yuan deliberately fluttered around for a long time before gradually calming down.

The three masters wiped the sweat from their foreheads after letting go.

"What a strength!"

Master Ma looked at Master Chen, and then they all nodded.

"Good physique, a good candidate for martial arts training!"

The three senior masters tried their best to suppress the opponent, which made them feel that Zhang Yuan was even more powerful.

I thought that if this kid continued to practice, his achievements would be immeasurable.

The three of them took him back to the hotel and went to Ma Zhongxuan's room, where they first applied some golden wound medicine that they had prepared themselves.

An ordinary wound takes more than ten days to heal, but after sprinkling this, it will be almost healed in three to five days.

In addition to kung fu, most veteran martial artists also have their own set of conditioning methods.

"Zhang Yuan, you were too impulsive just now." After calming down, Li Lianjie crossed his arms over his chest and paced back and forth in the room, feeling very annoyed.

Of course he knew that his apprentice was not a decent person, but Zhang Yuan beat Xiang Zuo like this.

"You should have heard about the Xiang family's temper..."

"I'll help you mediate. Please give me some face, Xiang Huaqiang." Old Li thought.

Zhang Yuan deliberately showed his panic at this moment.

But I thought in my heart.

"Li Lianjie is quite sensible. He didn't deny it directly and even tried to speak up for me."

Although his attack seemed fierce just now, his punches and kicks were actually quite restrained and he did not use his full strength.

At the same time, a lot of techniques were used when shooting fighting scenes. Although the movements look fierce, the attack power is actually not strong.

He wanted to have a dispute with the Xiang family, not to make them mortal enemies!
If Xiang Zuo is really crippled and disabled, there will be no possibility of reconciliation in the future.

So he attacked with caution and did not hit randomly.

"Thank you to the masters for stopping me. I didn't make a big mistake." He stood up and apologized to them.

"We all know what's going on." Lao Ma and Lao Chen looked at Li Lianjie.

Li Lianjie rubbed his face, knowing that his apprentice was really stupid.

"Masters, I will go back to my room to rest and calm down, and then make plans later."

"Okay, you take a rest first and heal your wounds."

Zhang Yuan was helped out of the door by his assistant and returned to his room.

As soon as the door was closed, Zhao Xinxin started crying.

"Brother Zhang Yuan, I reacted too slowly and failed to protect you!"

Seeing his boss injured so badly, the assistant was the first to collapse.

"Don't cry, this is not your problem."

"But you have to be more careful in the future."

Zhang Yuan touched her head hard, messing up her hair.

"Now hold back your tears and help me pack my luggage, quickly!"

"Ah?" Zhao Xinxin wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand: "What?"

"Run away!" Zhang Yuan took off his torn sweatshirt.

"Stay here and wait to die!"

"Quick, clean up!"

He clapped his hands vigorously a few times to alert his assistant and get busy.

I went to the bathroom and examined the wound on my back.

It is inevitable that the skin and flesh will be torn apart.

But even though his body was in pain, he could move freely, so his muscles and bones should not be injured. It was just that the wound looked horrible.

"Brother Zhang Yuan, let's go to the hospital to get stitches first." Zhao Xinxin said after seeing this.

"No, that's it." He waved his hand to refuse, then went into his bedroom and took out his cell phone.

He patted his cheeks hard, took a few deep breaths, and gradually began to cry.

His breathing was disordered and his nose was sniffling, just like an elementary school student who had committed a serious mistake and was hiding outside and dared not go home.

Seeing that he had calmed down, he raised his phone, picked out a number from the address book, and dialed it.

beep beep...

After the phone rang several times, a familiar middle-aged male voice came from the other end of the line.

At this time, relying on his acting skills accumulated over the years, Zhang Yuan, who was in tears and in a panic, shouted into the receiver.

"Boss Wang, save me!" (End of this chapter)