Reborn in the Entertainment Industry: Second Life

Li Ling and Li He have already reunited, but just as Bo Bing predicted, reinforcements from the Kang family's forces have also arrived, and the two sides seem to be entangled again.

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Instead of returning the way they came, Bo Bing followed the system's navigation through a maze of twists and turns until they arrived at the empty evacuation point of the Kang family on the other side.

He skillfully used his lock-picking skills—kicking open the iron door riddled with bullets—and entered the warehouse. Looking around, he saw that a fierce battle had taken place there, and several men had fallen.

He changed to a new SIM card and quickly searched for a usable device.

Shortly after, the phone rang.

"where?"

Li Ling finally got through on the phone and breathed a sigh of relief, but Bo Bing interrupted him.

He paused for a moment, but quickly replied to his own position, "I underestimated Kang Xiong. They have armored vehicles to assist them. We can't take down the guys behind us."

Bo Bing squinted. "Head towards the ruins on the west side. Wait for me to get there."

"Okay," Li Ling said, but before he could finish, Bo Bing hung up the phone without saying how she was coming over.

Li Ling was on the phone with one hand in the driver's seat, while Yin Su was reloading a modified M16 in the back seat, and He Jinlan was scouting and firing at each other with a VSS.

The group of people looked solemn.

Bo Bing rode his motorcycle, which was still intact from the street fighting, and circled around to Yin Su's convoy. The two groups of people were traveling in opposite directions, with Kang Xiong's men following a few hundred meters behind Yin Su.

The quiet interior of the car stood in stark contrast to the war-torn highway.

"There's someone ahead," one of Li He's men, who was clearing the way, reported to Li Ling over the radio. "A guy on a motorcycle is coming."

The classic Nokia ringtone plays.

Li Ling's heart pounded with nervousness, and he answered the call in a second.

"Let me pass."

It's thin ice!

"Let them pass. Let the rearguard disperse and use smoke grenades to disrupt them." Yin Su reloaded his weapon, and He Jinlan took out a smoke grenade and threw it.

Li Ling gritted his teeth and spoke into the radio, "Let them through!"

Before the call ended, Li He watched helplessly as a motorcycle crashed into the convoy and headed towards Yin Su's car.

"Open the skylight," Bo Bing's commanding voice was torn apart by the wind.

Li Ling had already seen the young man driving towards them from the opposite direction, and his men did as instructed.

The moment the two cars passed each other, the hearts of everyone inside were in their throats.

Time seemed to slow down hundreds of times, and Yin Su saw the young man drive up through the hail of bullets, then get up from the car with his hands off the bus.

His right hand gripped the passenger-side roof railing, causing the car to shake violently. He Jinlan's head was hit by the roof.

He Jinlan couldn't help but gasp.

The young man actually used the momentum to leap directly onto the roof of the car, pressing down on the car body quite a bit, making it seem like he was only one person's weight. Bo Bing then placed herself directly in the gap between the driver and passenger seats.

The speeding motorcycle lost control, veered off course, and exploded in front of the lead vehicle of the pursuing convoy, though it did not pose a threat to the enemy's armor.

Fire shot into the sky.

“Bo Bing…” Yin Su’s eyes widened slightly as he saw Bo Bing’s actions of unloading and loading the equipment.

AT-4! A second-generation anti-tank missile? He Jinlan was quite familiar with these. The moment he recognized what it was, his pupils constricted and a chill ran down his spine.

How could thin ice contain such a thing?

The loud roar caused several people to cover their ears and shrink into the car.

A streak of fire pierced the darkness, stirring up a raging wave of flames.

The troops at the rear, in disarray and unable to attend to their own needs, seemed to have given up on pursuing Yin Su's convoy.

The young man, with a carefree smile, saluted with one hand, then made a "go away" gesture, like a defeating NPC in a game, showing his good mood, and entered the carriage before the sparks exploded.

Several pairs of eyes stared at him, each with its own thoughts.

Bo Bing put his hands on each of the people's shoulders, plopped down, and squeezed Yin Su and He Jinlan to either side of the back seat, embracing them on either side. The firelight illuminated the young man's lazy smile.

He Jinlan hesitated, her face dark with unease. Yin Su looked at the young man with a frustrated and complicated expression. Li Ling had no idea what to say at this moment and could only stare at the three people in the back seat, numbly trying to hypnotize himself.

The young man leaned back like an old man, legs crossed, and suddenly burst into triumphant laughter, as if he had been inexplicably amused. He pulled his hands back, wiping away tears of laughter, and said, "Why are you all looking at me like that? Have you fallen in love with me?"

He opened his mouth mysteriously, and just when everyone thought he was about to say something important, he tilted his head back and sighed with unparalleled narcissism.

"A real man never looks back at an explosion."

This guy......

What is sacred?

Everyone except Yin Su thought the same thing.

In the dim light, Yin Su stared at Bo Bing's sleeping profile, lost in thought. Bo Bing's head rested on his shoulder, and red marks were pressed onto her disguised face.

As the convoy moved forward, a fish belly appeared on the horizon.

a long time.

Bo Bing felt her head, which had lost its support, being gently straightened.

Bo Bing fell into a deep sleep again.