Sister Qing saw three gangsters charging over and nearly jumped out of her skin. She grabbed Lin Baici and tugged hard, trying to make him run.
Ordinary people would panic in a situation like this, let alone an actor hoping to become a big star.
Even if he didn't get hacked to death, a few scars would be enough to end his dream of stardom.
"Run!"
Sister Qing was loyal. She didn't leave Lin Baici behind to save herself. "Don't play the hero!"
They were clearly after you. Just get out of the way!
You and Director Wu aren't even close yet. If you jump in and get hurt, the most they'll do is pay you some money.
Lin Baici still didn't run. Instead, he grabbed Sister Qing and pulled her behind him.
The fastest gangster had already reached him, swinging a sharp Watermelon Knife straight at Lin Baici's arm.
His eyes were fierce yet calm. It was obvious he did this kind of thing all the time.
And he did. In this era, even murder didn't necessarily mean the death penalty.
If you just cut off someone's hand, all you had to do was pay some money and grease a few palms. You wouldn't even have to go to jail.
Lin Baici watched the Watermelon Knife coming at him and shot out his right foot, kicking the gangster's right hand.
Thud!
Pain shot through the gangster's wrist, and he couldn't hold on to the handle.
The force of the kick sent the Watermelon Knife spinning through the air.
Lin Baici stretched out his long arm and caught the handle with a sharp slap. Then he brought the blade down on the gangster in front of him.
Whoosh!
The gangster saw the Watermelon Knife flash down toward his face. He