The Rebirth of a Star General

Chapter 11

     The night was dark and nothing was seen in the alley. Occasionally, a stray cat would jump up and meowing gently would fill the spring nights of the capital.

The young man gripped the protruding objects on his arm and walked through the alley like a ghost.

The wealth of the common man is his own destruction. He won so much money in Le Tong Manor, so it was inevitable that he would annoy others. If he were to be followed on the main road and exposed, the He Family would suffer more losses than gains. He did not want to cause any trouble for the He Family.

However, the more afraid something was, the more it would happen. He Yan stopped.

At the end of the alley is the road facing the road. As it was not as lively as Le Tong Manor, there were many small shops and bars. Right now, the door is closed. It was dark and there was no one. Only the moon and stars fell on the ground, illuminating a hint of light.

He Yan turned his head and crouched down to pick up some stones. After pondering for a moment, he suddenly turned his head and threw it.

The stones were fast and sharp, like the arrowheads of arrows. With some "puff puff puff puff" sounds, someone fell from the darkness.

"Don't follow me," He Yan said, "You can't catch up with me."

"What if you add us?" Another voice sounded. Some people walked out of the end of the alley. The burly man leading was bare-chested. His palm looked like it could break He Yan's neck.

"Whatever smells like you've got a lot of enemies." The burly man laughed, "Don't anyone teach you not to draw too much attention when you first go to the casino?"

He Yan collected the money in his hands and calmly replied, "Since it's my first time in a casino, of course no one taught me." But in his heart, he thought that the people in this casino were really as the brothers in the tent had said. They're not good people. They can even break the rules they set.

"You still dare to be stubborn when you're about to die," the burly man became furious, "Today, I'll teach you how to be someone. I'll twist your arm and make you kneel and call me grandpa!"

He Yan stood in the alley. In front of him was the burly man and his servant, and behind him was an unknown person. There's no way to escape.

But he doesn't even have a gun.

"Then let's see if you have the ability." He slowly clenched his fists.

"Fuckin' rogan!" The burly man waved his hand, and Ding Yi from the surrounding family rushed forward. He himself also rushed forward, but he did not use any techniques. He raised his hand and cut towards He Yan's back.

Under the moonlight, the young man lowered his body and nimbly dodged the attack. He only saw the blur before his eyes before he felt a heavy blow on his back. It's like adding oil to a fire. He roared furiously. When he saw the young man again, he had already jumped into the wall of the alley.

"Catch her!"

Stalker He Yan seemed to understand what was going on. Someone grabbed He Yan's clothes and pulled him down. "Robek—" The hem of her long dress was torn by someone.

"Yes." He's sighing. "It's broken."

"You still want to worry about your clothes?" The burly man was so angry that his nose was crooked. He was even more angry. "I'll beat you to death today!"

He rushed towards He Yan. This man is as big as a small mountain. When he moved, he seemed to feel the ground trembling. Besides, he had many servants. If he wanted to teach this young man a lesson, it would be easy. But today, he kicked the iron plate for the first time. This young man looked young, but for some reason, he was like a snail. He was slippery and no one could catch him. He went back and forth in this group of people. He did not attack much, but every time he reached a vital point. Not long after, the servants and guards were beaten to the ground.

The burly man shouted for a moment.

"I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose." He's a little guilty.

After all, this body and his skills were not well coordinated. He could not hit the target with his punch. The burly man covered the lower half of his body and fell to the ground while groaning. The noise at night made my feathers stand up, but also sad.

He Yan leaned over to pick up the silver on the ground. He worked hard all night and even fought. It wasn't easy to get silver, so he couldn't let others take advantage of it.

The moonlight fell to the ground. The ground is full of silver and jewelry. The young man leaned over to pick it up. It was like a scene in a fairy tale where a scholar accidentally stumbled into a fairyland and accidentally saw treasures everywhere. He couldn't help but take it for himself.

He Yan thought about this and found it funny. She laughs.

He picked up the silver and looked at the people who were moaning on the ground. He was about to run away when he suddenly heard a soft voice. "Sister, you drop your silver."

He Yan looked back.

He saw a young man standing at the door of the pub with the lights out. He was wearing a wide-sleeved indigo robe. The robe swayed in the wind, making his figure look even thinner. Her fine black hair was tied with a blue jade crown. He has long eyebrows and thin eyes. She looked very soft and delicate, like a fairy. He had a smile on his face as he took a step forward. There was a piece of silver in his palm. He Yan must have dropped it during the battle just now.

He already sensed that there was someone else in the pub. However, someone else was here from the beginning. He did not come out and did not want to participate in the fight. He was probably just a passer-by, so he didn't care. He did not expect to see this person at this moment.

He Yan had seen many men. In her previous life, she had interacted with men as men. Most of the men he met were brave men like the burly men tonight. They cannot be considered handsome, let alone beautiful. Xu Zhiheng was handsome and graceful. He was one of the "handsome" men he met. However, compared to the man in front of him, he looked inferior.

He just thought that when he went to pick up silver, it was like a story in a fairy tale. Now it seems more like it. A hapless young man meets a truly immortal and is struck by his timeless appearance. Will the immortals guide the young man?

The closer he got, the more he felt that the man was like an immortal in the mural. The immortal saw that he did not speak, so he reminded him, "His brother?"

He Yan regained his senses.

He took the silver piece that he almost threw out of the man's hand and said with a smile, "Thank you."

The man smiled again. "Together."

He Yan turned around and left without looking back.

He was walking very fast, like a wild cat hurtling through a wall. In a few moments, he disappeared. No one can catch up with him.

At night, another person came out and walked to the side of the man in blue clothes. He whispered, "Your Fourth Young Master, that young man …"

"He should have passed. Don't worry about him." The immortal smiled. He seemed to think of something funny and his smile widened. "He's pretty smart."