Chapter 1722: Beiping Old Dreams: The Beauty Actor Overpowers the Big Shot 37

Three days later.

Jin Chen had just finished a play and stepped off the stage, scanning the room full of flower baskets; he only took those sent by Pei Yinnian into the dressing room, and while removing his makeup he suddenly saw the little apprentice hurrying over.

"Jin Dage! The driver who was supposed to pick you up said he had to go deliver something for Mr. Shen, so he asked me to bring you a message."

"The little apprentice found Jin Chen's exclusive dressing room very rare, looking around while speaking, as the crew chief normally wouldn't let them in."

"When did he leave?" Jin Chen lowered his gaze slightly, sensing something was off.

"The old residence isn't lacking a driver or two; why would it have to be Shen Qiuhe using this one today?"

"Just when you were performing the closing act." The little apprentice said crisply, then suddenly perked up and raised a finger: "Right! When the car drove off, there was still someone sitting in the back."

"Shen Qiuhe..." Jin Chen suddenly said.

"The little apprentice tilted his head in confusion: 'What Shen Qiuhe?'"

"Jin Dage, are you going to look for Shen Qiuhe?"

"Nothing much, go practice your skills."

"Host! There must be some scheme—this Shen Qiuhe is no ordinary person." Ling Gun Gun complained.

"Pei Yinnian accompanied Young Marshal Chu Jin to the garrison headquarters today and won't be back for a while."

"After changing clothes, Jin Chen went out and casually chose a rickshaw to return."

"Of course, as soon as he got in, Jin Chen noticed the rickshaw puller was off—his speed and enthusiasm were intense."

"Driver, please slow down." Jin Chen, jostled, tried to reason: "Even if you're a bandit, you should take the money before abusing me."

"The rickshaw puller glared back at Jin Chen angrily: 'How do you know I'm not a driver?'"

"Jin Chen sternly: 'Facial features.'"

"Among ordinary people, you look the fiercest." Jin Chen paused, then added: "And ugly."

"Rickshaw puller: '…'"

"These days, even gangsters get attacked for their looks!"

"Cut the crap, you can't escape today!"

"Jin Chen pressed the back of his hand to his forehead, feeling carsick: 'I don't intend to run; just drive slower.'"

"If I don't attend this gathering, how could I live up to Shen Qiuhe's painstaking arrangements?"

"The rickshaw puller took Jin Chen to a deserted side street, sparsely populated."

"Jin Chen looked up, somewhat surprised and tilted his head: 'Quite lively.'"

"A black car was parked in the alley, its doors wide open; several burly men, dressed so they might as well have 'Don't mess with me' and 'gangster' written on them, lounged on the ground, each holding an axe."

"The leader, Da Dao Ba, played with his pistol; beside him stood the bound Shen Qiuhe, looking so weak he could kick the bucket any second."

"Huh? This person is here too."

"Master and beast were simultaneously puzzled."

"Jin Chen glanced at him, wondering whether this person was genuine or just acting."

"Well, look who's here!" Da Dao Ba snarled, "Liu Zi! Tie him up!"

"Liu Zi, that is, the rickshaw puller, drew a hemp rope from his pocket."

"Then he tied a useless knot for Jin Chen, grabbed him, and shoved him toward the corner."

"Wait." Da Dao Ba spat in disbelief, stood up, and stared at Jin Chen: "You damn well aren't afraid of me?"

"Jin Chen looked at him for two seconds, nodded, and even silently stepped back a few paces."

"Afraid."

"He's truly ugly, frightening to behold."

"Da Dao Ba burst out laughing, as seeing the beauty frightened excited him, and he shoved Jin Chen and Shen Qiuhe together into a crouch."

"I heard you two are both people of Boss Pei Yinnian—who's more favored?"

"The first time I came to Beiping to make my mark, he set me up; if I don't teach him a lesson, I'm no man!"

"Jin Chen glared at him: 'Only I am; don't spout nonsense!'"

"Shen Qiuhe's mouth twitched; his pale face showed a hint of speechlessness, and he whispered to him: 'There's no need to argue now.'"

"No sooner had he spoken than Da Dao Ba grabbed Shen Qiuhe's collar and slapped him: 'What the hell are you whispering about?'"

"With a loud smack, immense force sent Shen Qiuhe reeling—his hair disheveled, blood trickling from his lip, his breath tinged with blood."

"Jin Chen let out a soft wail."

"Dude, you're really something."

"Had I known, I wouldn't have come—wasting time!"

"What the hell, real or fake—I've already sent word to Pei Yinnian; if he doesn't come up with the money in time, I'll kill you all one by one!"

"But..."

"Da Dao Ba suddenly chuckled again, his murky eyes gleaming with deceit: 'I also heard Pei Yinnian especially favors a handsome actor—could it be you...?'"

"He pointed at Shen Qiuhe."

"After all, looking at the two of them, that frail one is the most delicate."

"Jin Chen: '…'"

"What does that mean—does he have no handsome rivals?"

"I can't stand it a bit."

"Jin Chen kicked forward with fierce momentum."

"If you're blind, I'll gouge your eyes out!"

"Ah, damn it!"

"Da Dao Ba drew his gun, the cold muzzle pressing against Jin Chen's forehead: 'You're fucking crazy!'"

Jin Chen showed no fear at all, anger suddenly flared in his eyes, and he was noisy and quarrelsome.

"Say it again—who's better-looking, me or him?"

【……】

Da Dao Ba: "……"

Shen Qiuhe, on the verge of losing consciousness: "……"

He slowly sat up, panting, and said, "You're good-looking, alright, stop the noise, I..." He still wanted to live.

Shen Qiuhe hadn't finished speaking when a sweet, bloody taste surged in his throat; he coughed up fresh blood and fell sideways.

Jin Chen was leaned on by the collapsing Shen Qiuhe, and a sudden shudder flung him to the ground again.

He glanced at the blood in surprise.

"Hey? You really are?"

Who prepared the fake blood in that house!

Jin Chen kicked the scar again, "You're done, you slapped someone to death!"

Da Dao Ba was scared.

"What... what should we do? No, I'm not scared at all!"

He suddenly reacted, "You still dare to kick me!"

Several burly men gathered around, looking fierce.

Jin Chen flexed his wrist, then asked Shen Qiuhe, who was slumped on the ground about to pass out, "Hey, you really aren't with them?"

"No," Shen Qiuhe shook his head, looking puzzled at Jin Chen, "Why do you think that?"

"You don't look like a good person at all." Jin Chen spoke frankly.

Shen Qiuhe was choked up, "Reasonably speaking, I'm not that low to be with hooligans."

"Reasonably speaking, you were kidnapped before you could even carry out your plan."

Jin Chen snorted coldly.

Shen Qiuhe's expression shifted slightly, he covered his chest and coughed softly, "I don't know what you're talking about; I'm just a person with one foot in the coffin."

"... Looks like you're about to go too."

"Get lost, stop cursing me."

Jin Chen snapped the ropes, shoved aside the obstructing Shen Qiuhe, and sprang to his feet.

Da Dao Ba was shocked, "You... ah!!"

【Wuhu, battle!】