In the next few days, Noah Jian came to Building 16 to deliver meals.
Every time the security guard saw him, he would chat with him: "Here you go again." "Here are two oranges for you." "Do you want some melon seeds?"
Noah Jian had been in society since he was young and was very good at dealing with people. He would take the small gifts given by the uncle, and would also bring some for the uncle when delivering meals to the villa. After a few interactions, they became familiar with each other.
In recent days, the requirements in order notes have become more and more complicated.
---Everyone in the entire Yuzhou Film and Television City recognized the face that was revealed.
Luo Bei.
Oliver Fang.
The alley suddenly became quiet in the rain.
Five people fighting: ...
No one knows why this triple-Award winner, whose life is more colorful than his scripts, would quietly appear on a rainy day holding an umbrella.
Looking at the man standing steadily in the middle of the alley with one hand in his pocket and the other holding an umbrella, he looks like "you guys fight, I'll just watch."
This scene confused Mason Chen and his followers. They stood in the rain with a look of "Fcuk" on their faces---Fcuk, is that really Oliver Fang?
Oh Sh!t, why is he here?
Sh!t, what the hell was that just when I yelled "Get lost!" That was Oliver Fang!
Lying down...
"ah!"
With a terrible scream, Green Hair was hit hard on the back and fell forward due to the inertia of the force.
The sudden sound woke up several people standing in the rain. Mason Chen turned his head and saw Noah Jian picking up the weapon in his hand and hitting the yellow-haired man cleanly. The yellow-haired man didn't even have time to react and knelt on the spot.
Mason Chen exploded.
Is it true that this guy named Jian’s brain circuit is different from that of normal people?
They all looked at Oliver Fang in shock, so how could he still remember to fight? How could he still think about continuing the fight?
Hey! Are you blind? Look who is under the umbrella!
Of course Noah Jian saw it, but so what? No matter whether he was Oliver Fang, round Oliver Fang or flat Oliver Fang, it had nothing to do with him.
Now he just wanted to finish cleaning up and deliver the food.
Noah Jian always knows what he should do most at the moment.
He thought that if he didn't act ruthlessly today and deal with these idiots thoroughly, they would cause trouble for him in a few days. So he decided to just send them to the hospital for a few days, just like he did six months ago.
Noah Jian thought so and prepared to do so, but he was not at an advantage before the arrival of the person, so he had no chance. After the arrival of the person, the few seconds of silence as quiet as a chicken just gave him the opportunity.
He was really not polite at all. He raised his stick and struck down the cuckolded guy, then the yellow-haired guy, then the red-haired guy. By the time Mason Chen and the others gritted their teeth and came back to their senses to counterattack, Noah Jian had already gained an absolute advantage.
The sounds of rain, footsteps, fighting, and cursing mixed together, and no one paid attention to the man at the alley entrance anymore - Noah Jian was busy beating people, and the others were busy being beaten.
Mason Chen was hit by a stick, and his cheek was hit. His chin was numb. He was determined to use the human wave tactic of four against one with a few followers. Just as he was about to rush over, he heard a steady voice behind him--- Under the umbrella: "Hello, is this 110? There is a fight here."
Several people busy in the rain: "???"
"One against four, the battle was brutal, and the ground was covered in blood."
"?"
"Hurry up, there are four of us, take advantage of us, and beat that one to death."
"???"
"Me? I'm alone, weak, and have limited conditions, so I can't open it. Ahem, I also have a bit of a cold."
"???"
Mason Chen and the three B@st@ards were beaten up with bruises all over their heads, and there was a long string of question marks on their heads.
Where is the blood? It's all internal injuries!
Are you sure it's four against one, not one against four? We're not going to benefit from it?
Noah Jian is dying? What about the old man who just got hammered?
Weak and frail? Can't pull away? Brother Luo, when you were an extra more than ten years ago, the rumor that you were invincible in Yuzhou still inspires the extras in the entire film and television city, okay?
...I want to vomit blood.
Not only did he want to vomit blood, he also wanted to get away.
The first one to run away was Green Hair. He climbed out of the pond, held his stomach and held on to the wall, trying to slip past the person who called the police.
As he approached, the person under the umbrella put down his phone and glanced at him.
That glance was light and seemed to have no meaning, but it was like a knife stabbing over and nailing Green Hair in place.
The yellow-haired man followed over, wiped the rain off his face, pushed the green-haired man, and told him to get out of the way and walk away quickly. He raised his eyes, felt the steady aura emanating from under the umbrella, and then stood still silently.
The two of them were like cowardly students who sneaked into the Internet cafe and met their teacher, with their hands hanging down and their heads lowered, huddled silently against the wall.
In the alley, Noah Jian ended the battle with incredible efficiency and began to clean up.
He walked towards Mason Chen in the corner and threw the metal telescopic tube to the ground. With a sharp "bang" sound, he passed by the red-haired man lying on the ground and stepped on him.
As soon as he approached, before he could make a move, Mason Chen automatically pressed himself against the wall, with half of his face swollen: "You you you..."
Noah Jian raised his hand and hit him on the head.
Mason Chen held his head.
Noah Jian ignored him, raised his hand to smooth his wet hair, glanced at the ground, and turned to look towards the alley.
He originally wanted to look at the two R@sc@ls standing at the entrance of the alley, but when he raised his eyes, he met the gaze of the person under the umbrella - Oliver Fang had been looking at him.
Noah Jian didn't know why this big shot who lived in rumors appeared here and why he didn't leave. He felt strange, but didn't think much about it.
He was ready to leave, but he still had to deliver food.
Just at this moment, a beam of car lights came on at the entrance of the alley, and soon, a black car stopped by the roadside.
The driver's door was open, an umbrella was raised, and a middle-aged man got out of the car, holding an umbrella and running over in the water: "What's going on?"
Upon hearing that voice, the young people all thought to themselves: It’s over, Old Xu!
It was indeed Lao Xu, a police officer from Yuzhou Town Police Station who lived nearby and was only two minutes’ drive away.
He was not on duty tonight and stayed at home. If someone really called the police, he would not come out. Oliver Fang called his personal phone. Four against one, blood all over the floor, dying, it was simply horrifying on New Year's Day. Fearing that something really happened, he quickly took the car keys and went downstairs without even having time to put on his down jacket.
When I got there and took a look, wow, what a unique sight: the first generation of fighting legends + the fighting king of this generation + a frequent visitor to Chen’s Police Station.
What day is today?
Old Xu ran over and stood next to Oliver Fang holding an umbrella. He glanced at the few people and knew what was going on without asking.
He was too lazy to curse, and just gestured to the green-haired and yellow-haired guys at the alley entrance, and then raised his hand to point at the three in the alley: "It's only been half a year, you're itching for trouble again, right? Get in the car!"
Green-haired and Yellow-haired slipped away from the two umbrellas and ran across the street in the rain.
Old Xu turned around and yelled, "Stop the motorcycle on the side of the road! Don't run! Get on my motorcycle!"
After the lecture, he looked at the person holding the same umbrella and asked curiously: "Why are you here?"
Oliver Fang: "Just passing by."
Lao Xu is an old grassroots policeman who knows everything about the situation in Yuzhou. They knew each other more than ten years ago when Oliver Fang was still an extra.
Not only did they know each other, they were very familiar with each other, so familiar that Old Xu wanted to grit his teeth when he saw this person.
Hearing that he was just passing by, Old Xu chuckled and looked at him from under his umbrella: "When did you turn over a new leaf? You saw someone provoking trouble on the road and didn't help, but you still knew to call the police?"
Oliver Fang looked normal, and practiced Tai Chi with the other party skillfully: "After all, I have retired from the underworld, so I will try my best to be a good person."
hehe.
Old Xu would not listen to such nonsense. In his opinion, the person in front of him could not be equated with the winner of three major film awards. He was not even Oliver Fang after changing his name. He was just Luo Bei, an extra who had made a name for himself in Yuzhou.
Because of this unchanged impression, the name that Lao Xu gave to Oliver Fang in his mobile phone has never changed. It has always been "Luo·No. 1 Dangerous Person".
Only more than ten years have passed, and this number one dangerous man back then actually has the nerve to say that he is trying to be a good person?
Lao Xu: Do I believe you?
It was New Year's Eve, and it was raining so heavily. He also received a call from a few troublemakers. Old Xu's temples ached. He didn't talk much with Oliver Fang. He waved his hand and prepared to take the young people back to educate them.
The red, yellow and green-haired guys all got on the car, followed by Mason Chen, who had a bruised face and nose.
Old Xu was holding an umbrella, watching Mason Chen being beaten up, frowning and yelling: "What I told you half a year ago was bullSh!t, right? You're still fighting when you can't beat him? What's the point of fighting? Are you such a pighead?"
Mason Chen pouted and was about to speak, but Old Xu said, "Shut up! Get in the car!"
Mason Chen ran towards the car.
There is still one.
Old Xu looked into the alley: "You!"
Noah Jian remained calm and kicked the metal pipe in the corner back into the dark place.
Old Xu didn't notice his little move and thought that he couldn't get the fighting king of this generation to come, so he moved his feet and prepared to go over and invite him in person.
He took half a step, but his way was blocked by Oliver Fang, who was holding an umbrella in front of him.
Old Xu: "Make way."
Oliver Fang: "Including the five of you, your car is already full."
Old Xu: "Just squeeze in and make way."
Oliver Fang: "You are a police officer, you must take the lead in abiding by the law."
Old Xu: ...
Comrade Lao Xu was also enlightened today. Not only did Oliver Fang take the initiative to make a phone call, he also reminded him that a private car can only seat five people at most, and he also thoughtfully reminded him of the police's obligation to take the lead in abiding by the law.
Old Xu tried hard to look at Luo Bei's face under the umbrella: "You..."
Oliver Fang looked back at him.
Old Xu: "I'm still not used to you being a good person."
"Cough!" Noah Jian, who was approaching, couldn't help but cough in the rain.
Old Xu looked over Oliver Fang's shoulder and said fiercely, "Come here by yourself!"
Noah Jian was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and was soaked all over. The rain was running down his head and face. He looked like a drowned rat. He no longer had the momentum he had just had when he was hitting someone with a weapon.
He sniffed: "I still have to deliver food."
Lao Xu: "What meal are you delivering? Your electric bike has fallen over, and the porridge has spilled, right? Call your brother and ask him to deliver it again. You come with me first."
Noah Jian did not argue, and said honestly: "If there is no spill, you can give it to me."
Old Xu: "Stop being stubborn!"
Noah Jian: "It really didn't spill. Let me take it to you. It's very close and will be done soon."
Old Xu: "Will you go?"
From beginning to end, Oliver Fang stood between the two of them with an umbrella, facing Lao Xu and his back to Noah Jian.
Old Xu had a loud and powerful voice. He packed up these troublesome things without stopping, and moved forward subconsciously while talking.
Oliver Fang did not move away, but backed away calmly. As he backed away, the edge of the black umbrella went over Noah Jian's head. In an instant, the rain stopped, and only water dripped along the umbrella cloth and buckle onto his already wet back and shoulders.
Old Xu: "Don't waste time, come here quickly." Seeing it was so close, he reached out to grab it.
Noah Jian was about to step back, but Oliver Fang blocked Lao Xu's hand with the umbrella handle, and the whole umbrella tilted backwards, with the umbrella cloth just covering Noah Jian's head and back, blocking all the rain.
Noah Jian was stunned and subconsciously looked up, but unfortunately his eyelashes were covered with rain and he couldn't see clearly.
I just felt that I was trapped in a small space between the man in front of me and the umbrella in his hand.
In this space, he could only follow the movements of the person in front of him.
Oliver Fang took a half step back, and he followed suit. Oliver Fang took a step back, and he followed suit.
Old Xu approached with a nagging voice:
"You're not leaving, are you? Is that so hard to ask?"
"Come out! Is hiding useful?"
"Luo Bei, what are you doing? Why are you blocking me?"
"Do you know each other?"
Oliver Fang: "I didn't block him. I don't know him."
Old Xu raised his umbrella and looked under the umbrella opposite him, with a puzzled look on his face: "If you don't know me, get out of the way!"
Oliver Fang: "Okay." He said as he turned around.
With this movement, the boy sandwiched between the umbrellas behind him turned around with him, from facing the alley entrance where he couldn't go out to facing sideways with no one blocking his way.
Maybe it was a coincidence, maybe it was intentional, as soon as I turned around, the umbrella was slightly lifted.
Old Xu watched from across Oliver Fang as Noah Jian slipped away from under the umbrella, ran to the side of the road, picked up something from the ground, stuffed it into the incubator, got on his electric scooter and ran away.
Not only Old Xu, but also the four "pig heads" in the car saw this scene.
They simply couldn't believe that they were the ones causing trouble, and in the end they were the only ones who got into Lao Xu's car, while Noah Jian just slipped away.
Mason Chen rolled down the passenger window and yelled at Lao Xu through the rain: "He ran away! He ran away!"
There's no use shouting.
The electric scooter carrying Noah Jian disappeared.
Old Xu: ...
The rain is still falling.
At the entrance of the alley, Old Xu looked at Oliver Fang speechlessly and inexplicably: "What are you doing?"
Oliver Fang held the umbrella in his hand and pointed to the alley entrance: "Nothing."
Old Xu: "?"
Oliver Fang: "Come out to find something to eat."
Lao Xu: Do I believe you?
Noah Jian was in a hurry and drove to the gate of the villa community in two minutes in the rain.
The uncle in the guard booth saw him with bare arms and soaking wet, and opened the glass door in surprise: "Where are your clothes? You don't have a raincoat, and why aren't you wearing a coat?"
Noah Jian was going to deliver the food. Without saying much, he waved his hand and went straight in.
When he arrived at Building 16, without taking a breath, he took out the delivery bag from the back of the car, walked quickly to the door and rang the bell.
There is a small awning on top of the villa's gate, the lighting is soft and the ground is dry.
The two small money trees were not affected by the rain and stood safely on either side of the door.
A wet stain spread out where Noah Jian was standing, and soon merged with the shadow under his feet.
He held the delivery bag in one hand and held the doorbell with the other, waiting.
No one opened the door.
I pressed it again and waited, but still no one answered.
Noah Jian didn't ring the bell again. He waited for a while, put the delivery bag in front of the door, ran back into the rain, took out his cell phone from the car, and ran back to the door.
He was going to call the person who ordered the food, and if the owner of Building 16 was not there, he would leave the food at the door.
But before that, he has to unlock his phone.
Noah Jian placed his phone on the dry ground in front of the door and shook the water off with his hands. As he was shaking, a familiar black umbrella appeared in his sight on the path in front of Building 16.
Noah Jian paused and looked over. The black umbrella was moving at a moderate speed, from far to near, and soon stopped in front of him.
The edge of the umbrella went over Jane's head again, and for the second time he entered this area that should have nothing to do with him.
In front of the gate, under an umbrella, Oliver Fang looked at the wet delivery man and said, "My porridge."
Noah Jian: ...
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