Chinese Director, Interstellar Becomes Popular Episode 292

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"Tell me, are you dreaming?"

Pei Yi turned over and hugged him: "No, I will hold you for a good night's sleep until dawn."

Yu Jing showed an angry expression, bit him on the face, and complained: "Your willpower is too strong."

Pei Yi is angry and funny, and his different growth environment from ordinary people makes him very wary. Hua Ying has been friends with him for decades, and when Hua Ying put his arm around him, he still tensed up reflexively.

This also created his extraordinary willpower, so he cannot be like other people.

Only Yu Jing is an exception.

Maybe it was because he had said it too many times. A few nights later, when Pei Yi fell asleep holding Yu Jing in his arms, his steady heartbeat suddenly jumped a beat.



"Little mute, was your mother kicked out again?"

The sarcasm of gloating exploded in his ears, and Pei Yi opened his eyes with difficulty. Every bone and muscle in his body was whining, and the pain made his whole body tremble.

A force was like a huge stone hitting his chest. Pei Yi hit the wall hard and let out a muffled groan.

"Speak, or I will make you truly mute." The man opposite threatened.

A fierce light flashed through his scarlet vertical pupils, and Pei Yi stared at him coldly. With a flash of white light, the emaciated seven-year-old boy transformed back into his evolved form. The broken snake body turned into a bolt of lightning, and he tied the enemy's throat and tightened it tightly.

The sound of bones rubbing against each other echoed in the dim alley.

The man screamed instantly, fell to the ground and rolled around, and finally rolled his eyes and fainted.

The wound on the snake's body burst out after the impact, and blood dripped down the scales. Pei Yi turned back panting and leaned against the wall without speaking.

He didn't want to go home because he would be beaten if he went home.

There was no sunlight in the underground city. I don't know how long it had passed before the sound of rapid footsteps approached instantly.

"Little bastard, where have you been!" The woman hurried over and dug her sharp nails into the child's arm. Sticky sweat flowed into the wound, making Pei Yi's face distorted in pain.

"Did your father contact you, so you came out to find him? Isn't that right!" In the gap between her messy hair, the woman looked crazy, and her eyes were so red that they were almost bleeding.

Pei Yi shook his head expressionlessly and closed his eyes skillfully.

The next second, a fist fell on him, accompanied by the woman's harsh yells, which echoed in the alley.

Pei Yi spit out a mouthful of blood and stared at the fainted man next to him in confusion.

He always felt like he had forgotten something.

Very important things must be remembered quickly.

When the woman got tired of beating her, she grabbed the child's hair and dragged him back, with people pointing fingers along the way.

"I heard that the man ran away and the woman went crazy. She beat her son every day to vent her anger and fantasized about getting the man back with her child."

"There is no real love in the dungeon, even a one-night stand is serious, silly woman."

"If the child doesn't run away, he will be beaten to death sooner or later."

The wound rubbed against the gravelly ground and hurt. Pei Yi was dragged home by the woman like a puppet.

Hearing the 'innocent' suggestions from passers-by, he wanted to sneeze, but found that he couldn't even do this.

Although I have to be beaten every day with my mother, I can at least survive.

Escape?

Maybe his body would be found in the corner tomorrow, there were no child protection laws in the chaotic dungeon.

Bear with it as long as you can grow up.

Pei Yi thought well, but the woman's strength in beating and scolding him became stronger and stronger, and her expression became more and more desperate. He could tell that the woman was close to going crazy.

On his eighth birthday, the woman made him a rare breakfast.

food!

The child, who had been hungry for three days, pounced on it and gobbled it up. His stomach was bulging and he was still stuffing it into his mouth, and then he fell unconscious.

When he woke up again, he was sold into the Colosseum by a woman.

Pei Yi leaned against the cage and stared outside indifferently. The woman took the money and counted it three times. When she was sure there was no problem, she turned and left without hesitation, never looking at him.

Deafening screams came from the lower floor, and someone pushed Pei Yi's cage in.

In addition to the spectators in the Colosseum, the fighting beasts in the arena are all evolved forms. There was blood and flesh foam left between the tall beast-shaped teeth, and he looked at the small ball in the cage with a fierce look.

The fishy smell filled the entire space, and upon seeing the cage, bursts of harsh laughter erupted in the venue.

"You are so young, can you fill the gap between Song Xiong's teeth?"

"This is food, how can it be a fighting beast?"

"Tear him to pieces! Tear him to pieces! Tear him to pieces!"

The fanatical expressions gradually distorted, turning into devils, and the thick malice made people's hair stand on end.

The pine bear opposite was five meters tall. With a tap of the bear's paw, the iron cage holding Pei Yi immediately fell apart, and two iron rods pierced his body.

The cheers from the audience suddenly surged.

Pei Yi stared at the pine bear in front of him and pulled out the iron rod from his abdomen.

Want him dead?

He couldn't die. He didn't know why, but his intuition told him that he couldn't die.

Someone is waiting for him!

The scarred boy showed a ferocious smile and locked onto Song Xiong's throat.



It took Pei Yi five years to become the undisputed king of the Colosseum.

The Colosseum speaks for itself with strength. The first thing he did when he became king was not to allow the Colosseum to accept any more children!

This move violated the interests of the Colosseum.

Pei Yi was so strong that the senior leaders of the Colosseum did not dare to offend him openly, so they secretly poisoned him. After being poisoned, ten masters surrounded him and beat him to death.

Pei Yi was only thirteen years old at this time.

His breathing gradually became weaker and his eyes began to blur.

A master spat: "King? It's nothing more than that. It's so shameless for a child to scare you like this!"

"You still have your last breath. Use the waste and buy him to the research institute on the 17th floor."

Another man suggested.

Pei Yi was thrown into the trash can like garbage, and there were other dead bodies inside.

He was sold again.

The old man in a white coat took a quick look and was very satisfied: "Not bad, this time it's very fresh."

He was even more ecstatic when he discovered that Pei Yi was still breathing: "Quick! Save him first. Some experiments must be conducted on living people!"

Pei Yi was not put in a cage this time. There was nothing in the snow-white room. His limbs were firmly fixed and various unknown liquids were injected into his body.

"You are not poisonous..."

"Try injecting him with nerve poison."

"The physical fitness is good. Every time I thought he couldn't hold on, he could struggle to open his eyes."

"Absorbing and transforming, he is a miracle born for experiments!"

The old man was just like a spectator at the Colosseum, with a wild and twisted expression. He found that Pei Yi had strong willpower and was even more unscrupulous.

At this time, Pei Yi would open his scarlet vertical pupils and carve everyone's face into his heart.

The assistant who pushed him into the experimental table, the old man who performed the surgery, Wen Qibai who occasionally showed up...

He's not strong enough!

Pei Yi stayed in the laboratory for three full years. Only when his scales could resist any attack did the dormant snake open its fangs fiercely.

The research room was filled with blood, and all the people who had hurt him kept begging for mercy before they died. When they found that Pei Yi was unmoved, he started to curse.

Pei Yi didn't talk nonsense to them. In the eyes of this group of people, he was just an experimental animal. Even if they admitted their mistake now, it was because they were afraid of death and they would not regret it at all.

After demolishing the research room, Pei Yi dragged his bruised body and destroyed the Colosseum. Finally, he lay dying in a deserted corner and quietly waited for death.

Hua Ying, who was lurking in the underground city, discovered him.

"Kid, did you do all this?" Hua Ying squatted in front of him curiously and stuffed a pill into his body to hang on to his life.

Pei Yi ignored him, panting heavily and closing his eyes to rest.

Hua Ying touched his chin: "It's useless for you to do this. The plants on the ground have been burned, but the roots are still there, and they can grow again with a spring rain. It's the same here, a little profit can make them come back."

Pei Yi opened his eyes, and his vertical pupils flashed fiercely.

Hua Ying chuckled: "Do you want to uproot them? If so, come with me."



Hua Ying knew that Pei Yi was very strong, but he didn't train him into a killing weapon. He would nag him every day.

"Children your age should be in school. Do you know how to read?"

"Shit! If you are bullied, you can tell the teacher or teach him a lesson, but you can't beat him to a point of disability!"

"Don't think about fighting and killing all day long, just try to learn to act like a normal person."

A strange guy.

This was the conclusion that Pei Yi came to from his observation. Although he chattered like a fly, he didn't realize that he gradually calmed down under Hua Ying's nagging.

Once, Hua Ying asked him: "Which university are you going to?"

Pei Yi said without hesitation: "Yao Guang."

After saying this, he was stunned. These two words seemed to have a special magic power. As long as they were mentioned, his heart gradually calmed down.

He went to school, graduated, became an actor, and became the best actor step by step.