Reborn Action Star: Starting in Hollywood

Chapter 406 Blood for blood
Dipper, riding on the motorcycle, felt his heart still beating wildly.

When he saw the pair of cold and murderous eyes outside the window, his instinct immediately told him: Don't hold on to any luck, run! Run for your life!

If his men knew that a gang leader like him, with blood on his hands and full of evil deeds, could be frightened away by a pair of eyes, they would definitely find it incredible.

But Dipper knew that there was absolutely nothing wrong with what he did.

The reason he is still alive today is because of his natural instinctive sense of danger.

Over the years, instinct has helped him escape death countless times.

The sense of danger that man gave him was greater than ever before!
Dipper had no doubt that if he collided head-on with him, he would be dead.

But, why is this happening?
What the hell is going on?
When he slid down the safety rope from the upstairs building to the backyard on the first floor, he immediately became alert and noticed that there were many strangers standing at the intersection.

Judging from the way these strangers stand and their movements, one can tell at a glance that they are professional security personnel.

As the leader of a small, insignificant gang, Dipper knew too well who not to offend.

Why would these wealthy people's security personnel come to hunt me?
Dipper tried his best to recall what he had done recently, but he didn't find any problems.

There is no possibility of offending any powerful person, but why is all this happening before my eyes?

Dipper couldn't understand why he got into such trouble even though he was so cautious.

All I can say is that life is not easy, and sadness and joy change so quickly.

He was very happy today.

That woman this afternoon really brought him great joy and surprise. If she hadn't resisted so fiercely, he would have been reluctant to kill her.

At first, just looking at the woman's face, I thought she was an old woman who was almost forty years old.

But I didn't expect that when I opened her clothes, what was inside was so wonderful.

The skin on the face and hands is a little rough due to lack of care, but the skin on the body is so delicate.

It felt so good that he made an exception and played it one more time.

Not only did he think it was good, but his four loyal subordinates also thought it was particularly good.

Don’t judge a book by its cover, just like some fruits may not look very good but taste extremely delicious.

Not only did I get to enjoy such a "delicious" meal today, I also unexpectedly found a huge sum of money on her!
This is 20 rupees!
Enough for him to squander for several months.

He never expected that such an unattractive woman could have so much money.

This must be the wealth bestowed upon him by the gods, how delightful!
Unfortunately, she was not sensible at all and refused to hand over the money to them.

Instead, he fought back desperately as if he had gone mad.

Wouldn't it be better to just lie down quietly like you did just now?

So I have no choice but to kill you.

What a shame, I wanted to play it a few more times.

The only thing that was a bit disappointing was that when he thrust the dagger into the woman's chest, her tearful eyes were so unbearable to look at.

Anticipation, regret, reluctance, hatred, what a complicated look it is.

This look was so uncomfortable, but when I thought about the huge sum of 20 rupees in hand, this little discomfort was not so important.

If it weren't for what just happened, today would have been so perfect! Dipper sighed in his heart.

"Boom! Boom!"

Turning a corner, Dipper continued to step on the accelerator and speed up again.

This damn alley is so winding that I can’t speed up the motorcycle at all.

After passing through the stone gate in front, there is a street ahead and I can run at full speed.

It should be safe now, right?

"Bang! Crunch~"

Suddenly, a strange noise came from the front wheel of the speeding motorcycle, followed by a teeth-grinding sound of metal friction.

It seemed like something was stuck in the high-speed rotating front wheel hub.

The motorcycle seemed to have hit an invisible wall of air, the front wheel got stuck, and the whole vehicle began to roll.

"what!"

Dipper screamed and was thrown out.

"Boom!"

His head hit the ground hard.

Dipper felt the scene in front of him spinning non-stop, and the whole world seemed to be muted, and he could not hear anything.

This feeling was like when he was six years old and fell into the river in front of his home. Everything was shaking and it was like a dream.

He could neither hear nor speak.

Dipper knew that this was a reaction to a sudden brain injury and that he would probably recover after a while.

Why did my motorcycle suddenly flip over?

What on earth was stuck on the front wheel?

He looked at the motorcycle that had fallen to the side and was surprised to find a twisted and deformed throwing knife stuck in the wheel hub.

"Is this a throwing knife?" Dipper suddenly felt ridiculous.

Someone shot a throwing knife into the front wheel of his motorcycle?

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Heavy footsteps sounded in the distance, like the footsteps of death, getting closer and closer to him.

Dipper struggled to get up and try to run away, but found that he had no strength at all.

The figure finally came in front of him.

Dipper looked up and immediately felt creeped out.

It's those eyes!
It’s the pair of eyes outside the window just now!
Cold and ruthless, full of murderous intent.

With the help of the dim lights coming from the houses on both sides of the alley, Dipper finally saw the person coming.

Very tall, almost 1 meters tall.

Very young and handsome.

Looks a bit familiar...

Lin Yuan?

He is Lin Yuan!

Deep has watched many of Lin Yuan's movies, including "King of Spy" and "Pirates of the Caribbean" many times.

Of course, they were all pirated.

How could it be him? Why is he hunting me?
But at this moment he had no time to care about the reason, he just wanted to survive.

"Boss Lin Yuan, it's you! I'm your fan! I didn't expect that I would have the honor to meet you in person! My life is worth it to meet such an amazing person like you." A series of flattery came out of his mouth.

Lin Yuan didn't talk to him at all. Any extra words from such a scumbag would only pollute his ears.

"puff!"

Lin Yuan waved his hand and a cold light flashed.

The same flying knife stabbed into Dipper's crotch.

"Ah~ Ouch~ Oh my..."

He was also curled up, twitching and rolling on the ground, in so much pain that he couldn't utter a word.

Blood continued to flow out from the wound covered by the palm of the hand, gathering into a small pool of blood.

The double pain of mental and physical tortured Dipper.

My life is ruined? Why do you do this to me?
Oh God, what did I do wrong? Why do you want me to suffer like this?
Severe pain and doubts kept swirling in Dipper's mind.

"Dong dong dong!" Accompanied by the sound of footsteps, someone was approaching.

I am saved!

Dipper looked up in surprise, but his eyes immediately dimmed.

It's the security guards.

One of the security guards took out two pairs of handcuffs and put them on Dipper's hands and feet.

Then he took out a black sack and put it over Dipper's head.

He immediately felt a black screen in front of his eyes.

Dipper felt himself being lifted up and thrown into a car, and then heard the sound of an engine starting.

He felt drowsy from excessive blood loss, and the last words he heard before passing out were:

"Mr. Lin, the boat is ready. Let's commemorate your friend in the sea."

……

……

On the high seas, a large white yacht is anchored in the middle of the sea.

Lin Yuan and Mukesh Ambani stood at the bow of the ship. Behind them, five men wearing black hoods were lying on the deck.

"Need some help?" Mukesh Ambani asked.

"Thanks, but it's not necessary. I plan to use traditional Chinese rituals to commemorate my friend." Lin Yuan replied.

Padma was a Hindu and his funeral will be held the day after tomorrow in the "holy city" of Varanasi.

Tonight, Lin Yuan plans to use Chinese rituals to comfort her soul in heaven.

A simple memorial table, a simple portrait, and a pair of incense sticks are enough.

"Let's get ready. Sorry, your yacht might get dirty in a while," said Lin Yuan.

"It's nothing, just wash it if it gets dirty." Mukesh Ambani didn't mind at all.

After saying this, he waved his hand. Several of his men stepped forward and removed the hoods from the five men one by one.

Dipper looked around in confusion and soon found the memorial tablet on the table.

A photograph of Padma, wrapped in black silk, stood before him.

"Ah! It's you!"

It was not until this moment that Dipper finally understood why he had ended up like this.

He immediately looked at Lin Yuan and shouted, "Mr. Lin, I really didn't know she was your friend. I was wrong! I was really wrong!"

"You've crippled all five of us. Can you please spare us five cripples?"

Lin Yuan said nothing, just looked at him coldly.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Dipper banged his head three times on the deck with such force that his forehead was broken and bright red blood flowed down his forehead.

Dipper, with blood all over his face, looked extremely miserable and miserable, making people feel pity for him.

Seeing this scene, Lin Yuan had to admit that this was a ruthless person.

With such severe injuries to the lower body, most people can only lie down and cannot move at all.

Even with his hands and feet handcuffed, he was still able to get up and kowtow so hard. His desire to survive is really strong.

"What are you still doing? Come on, kowtow to Mr. Lin and confess your guilt together." Dipper said.

At this time, the other four thugs struggled to get up and kowtowed several times as hard as they could.

"Please let us go, I know I was wrong, please give me a chance!" Dipper begged.

Lin Yuan didn't say anything, but turned his back.

From beginning to end, he never thought about talking to this group of scum.

What's there to talk about?

Killing for life is justified.

Taking off the hood and letting them see Padama's spirit tablet is just to let them die with a clear mind and know why they died.

Lin Yuan waved his hand.

Several security guards came forward and stuffed cloth into their mouths.

"Woooooo~"

(I won’t dare to do it again, please let me go.)
Dipper struggled hard, completely failing to see how weak he should have been.

"Woooooo~"

(I will be your dog for the rest of my life, please spare my life.)
His eyes were full of pleading, and his desire to survive was so strong.

Perhaps some people would feel sorry for the look in their eyes.

But Lin Yuan became even angrier.

He had seen a more heartbreaking look on Padma's body.

The despair and unwillingness of having hope shattered.

Have you given others a chance this afternoon?
Lin Yuan walked to Padama's spirit tablet, lit a bunch of incense, and then said:
"I'm deeply saddened by the misfortune you suffered today."

"The only thing I can do for you afterward is to seek redress for your injustice."

"I have already captured the murderers who murdered you. I will soon use their blood to comfort your soul in heaven."

"I know you're worried and reluctant, don't worry."

"Betty and I will take Amaya to New York. There are the best heart surgeons there. Her illness will definitely be cured. From now on, she will study and grow up like a healthy child."

After saying that, Lin Yuan took a plastic wine glass-shaped sleeve from the staff and put it directly around the neck of the gangster on the far left.

This sleeve is used to prevent blood from splattering everywhere when the throat is cut.

Instead, the blood is allowed to flow to the bottom of the sleeve and then into a bucket nearby along the catheter.

Lin Yuan was seen standing behind the gangster, grabbing his hair with his left hand and lifting him up, and then using his right hand to hold the knife and cut his throat cleanly.

"puff!"

The gangster twitched weakly, but because his hands and feet were tied tightly, he couldn't struggle.

"Slightly ~ slightly ~"

There was a strange sound in his throat, the bubbling sound of blood flowing into his lungs when he breathed.

This voice carried a strong aura of death, making everyone present feel their hair stand on end and feel uncomfortable all over.

Lin Yuan, who was in the center of the field, did not change his expression at all.

He just stood there firmly until the color of the person in his hand turned completely pale.

After one was finished, Lin Yuan took the sleeve and walked to the second gangster.

In fact, the first gangster was the luckiest among them, because he had no idea what was going to happen, and everything was over in his confusion.

But his experience caused great psychological trauma to the people who followed him.

After seeing what happened to the first gangster, the second gangster was already scared silly.

"Wuwuwu~" He also began to struggle violently.

A foul smell came from his lower body: he was so scared that he was shitting and pissing.

At this moment, he showed no trace of the brutality he had shown when he committed the crime.

Fortunately, their trouser legs had been tied up with ropes by the staff long ago, so the dirt would not flow directly onto the overtime work.

Lin Yuan did not torture him too much, but ended him quickly.

"puff!"

Then he moved on to the next person.

"puff!"

……

"puff!"

……

Four thugs were sent to their deaths one after another, and Lin Yuan finally came to Dipu.

Putting him last is to make him bear the greatest psychological pressure.

At this time, Dipper had already suffered a mental breakdown. He no longer begged for mercy. His eyes were ashen as he silently waited for the final moment to come.

Lin Yuan stopped torturing him and sent him off cleanly and neatly.

"puff!"

……

After doing all this and completing the memorial ceremony.

Lin Yuan washed his hands and came to Mukesh Ambani. "It's all over. Thank you Mr. Ambani for your help tonight."

"Mr. Lin, I've said it many times, we are friends. There's no need to be so polite between friends." Mukesh Ambani looked at Lin Yuan with a somewhat evasive look, obviously feeling a little afraid.

Lin Yuan knew that his behavior just now had scared the richest man in India.

It’s not that Mukesh Ambani is a good guy. Looking at how skillfully his men prepare the sleeves, you can tell that he must have done this kind of thing many times.

But having your subordinates do it is completely different from doing it yourself.

Mukesh Ambani certainly did not do it himself like Lin Yuan did.

He was still quite shocked after seeing Lin Yuan's cold-blooded actions.

The slight contempt he had for Lin Yuan when they first met in the slums had now disappeared.

He is indeed a ruthless person! Don't offend him easily!
This is Mukesh Ambani's only thought about Lin Yuan at this time.

Lin Yuan looked at Mukesh Ambani and said with a smile, "Since we're friends, don't call me Mr. Lin so politely. I'll call you Brother Mukesh, and you can call me Brother Lin Yuan."

"Then I have the nerve to call you brother." Mukesh Ambani laughed and said happily.

The two men are more than 20 years apart, a whole generation apart, so we can only say that this is just a fake brotherhood.

"Brother, are you free tomorrow night?" Mukesh Ambani asked with a smile.

For him, it was finally time to get down to business.

"Of course I'm free. Is there anything I can help you with?" Lin Yuan asked.

"I'd like to invite you to my house for dinner tomorrow night. Your sister-in-law is a fan of yours and has always wanted to meet you."

"I should have taken the initiative to visit earlier!"

"Then it's settled for tomorrow night. I'll send a car to pick you up, and I'll definitely bring Miss Adams along."

"Ok!"

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while, and then Lin Yuan went into the cabin of the yacht to rest. He was a little tired after a busy night.

The leader of the bodyguards at the bow of the ship came to Mukesh Ambani after ordering his men to tie several corpses to weights and throw them into the sea to feed the fish.

"Based on his performance tonight, what do you think of Lin Yuan?" Mukesh Ambani asked.

"Amazing! I thought those stunts in his movies were at least partially aided by some kind of equipment. But tonight, whether it was breaking into a second-floor room or parkouring on the roof, it was even better than in the movies."

"If he wants to harm you within ten meters, even I and my entire team of bodyguards may not be able to stop him," said the bodyguard leader.

"Yes, I originally thought he was just an actor. No matter how great an actor is, he is still an actor. I didn't expect him to be so strong. No wonder the eldest daughter of the Adams family is in love with him." Mukesh Ambani said.

"Did you see how he dealt with those people just now? He was cold and skilled. I'm sure this isn't his first time killing someone. He's a ruthless man who shows no mercy once he strikes." The bodyguard leader continued.

"Yes! I hope that there will never be a day when he and I face direct hostility."

Mukesh Ambani looked up at the sea and found that it was already dawn.

This long night is finally over.

　Thanks to my old friend [MR.xinsen] and book friend [时光1979] for the reward
　　
　
(End of this chapter)