Chapter 9: You're Ruthless

  A street in Los Angeles, in front of an ice cream stand.

  A white guy wearing a black and white striped zebra suit, with a zebra hat on his head at an angle, is chatting up two hot babes.

  "Hey, beautiful ladies, do you know that standing here eating ice cream so recklessly is simply a waste of natural resources!"

  "What does it mean?" The two girls giggled.

  "My point is, you should utilize your stunning good looks to become actors or stars, rather than standing on such a spacious street for people to admire for free... Your beauty has value, artistic connotation, and is a rare gift from God... Oh, forgot to introduce myself, by looking at my attire and the natural artistic temperament that exudes from me, you must be able to guess what I do..."

  The two girls were a bit dizzy, "Then what exactly do you do?"

  The white thin man suddenly produced a business card from his hat brim: "Look, this is my card! I'm an excellent film director, often discovering beautiful women with potential to become stars!"

  Two hot girls were fooled by a skinny guy, flipping through business cards, with little stars in their eyes wanting to become big stars.

  Skinny is proud of himself, this trick has never failed him. Every beauty wants to be famous, just when he's feeling smug, suddenly, "Hey, Bunny Bill!"

  "Who? Who's calling me?" The white skinny guy turned his head around, but it was just a mustachioed man riding a motorcycle.

  That whiskered chin looked familiar, and just as he was about to grab the guy, Bunny Bill had already hopped away like a rabbit.

  The guy with the sideburns didn't rush to chase, but instead put his fingers in his mouth and blew a whistle. Soon, motorcycles roared, and a large group of flying car gangs emerged from all directions, competing to chase them out.

  Bill was called "rabbit" for a reason. Having been on the road for so long, being chased hundreds of times, he had always managed to escape with his own two legs.

  No one can catch my rabbit Bill, no one!

  This is Bill's catchphrase. It's also his proud specialty.

  No way, someone like him who often owes debts and has no special skills can't make a living.

  Bunny Bill exerted all his might and ran as fast as he could, with a motorcycle hot on his heels.

  To deal with this motorcycle, Bill had his own way. He would deliberately take small alleys and lanes, occasionally knocking over a few trash cans to shake off the damned guy behind him.

  In the past, this method would have worked absolutely fine, but today he wasn't trying to shake off a motorcycle, but a whole bunch of them!

  "Oh, damn it! God, why are these guys after me!" Bill fled like a wild dog, utterly disheveled.

  Run, run, run!

  Bill overturned several fruit stalls, knocked over a dozen pedestrians, and jumped over a stroller in mid-air... frantically escaping like an acrobat.

  Those merciless flying party members behind him, buzzing with motorcycles, like a pack of unleashed hunting dogs, bit him to death and wouldn't let go.

  Bill finally leaned against the wall and gasped for breath, turned his head and saw that the motorcycle had come from three sides again.

  "Oh God!" With no way to escape, Bill had to duck into a small alleyway beside him.

  Panting, panting, Bill breathed heavily and finally couldn't hear that damned motorcycle sound anymore.

  "Those damned guys, thinking they can catch me with this? Dream on!" Bill the Bunny muttered triumphantly to himself, when suddenly his feet flew out from under him and he landed in a most undignified "dog-eats-shit" position, crashing to the ground with a thud.

  Yi Feiyang bent his leg and leaned against the wall, putting down the newspaper in his hand, looking at the white skinny man who was tripped by him, and asked: "Sorry, did I trip you?"

  Bill gritted his teeth: "Damn it, who are you?!"

  "We're the ones who hired them to catch you!" Yi Feiyang shrugged his shoulders.

  At this time, the mustache men also chased after them on motorcycles. Because the alley was too narrow, they stopped their motorcycles outside and shouted from a distance: "Hey, buddy, the person has been caught, where's the rest of the money?!"

  Yi Feiyang smiled and searched out Bill's wallet, casually pulling out the US dollars inside and throwing them at the man with the braided beard.

  "Not enough!" said the man with the sideburns after counting.

  "Is that so?" Yi Feiyang started to take off Bill's pitiful ring, watch, and chain with a pendant around his neck, and handed them over to the man with the sideburns. "How about these? If it's still not enough..." He grabbed Bill's hair, then pried open his mouth, revealing a gold tooth inside, "You can also pull this out!"

  Sideburns and young men were stunned, having seen cruel ones, but never seen such a cruel one.

  Bill groaned and struggled, poor guy, didn't know what he was saying.

  He rarely had a "crisis of conscience", "Damn it, forget it, I'm out of luck! Let's go!" he yelled, leading his gang of younger brothers on motorcycles to speed away.

  The surroundings have finally quieted down.

  Yi Feiyang let go of Bill, who was like a dead dog. Bill stuck out his tongue and panted heavily.

  "Who... exactly are you? What have I done to offend you?"

  "Haha, you haven't offended me, but you've offended others... Do you know Lao San? He asked me to give you his regards!"

  Bugs Bunny finally realized, "I'm broke... Oh God, kill me!"

  Clap Clap Clap!!!!!

  Yi Feiyang didn't hesitate to use the newspaper to slap his face, "Idiot! Murder is against the law, how could I do that... Secondly, I want to declare, I never thought you'd be able to return the money. You can say, I'm here to help you, not catch you!"

  Bunny Bill was stunned. "What's going on? I don't get it." A guy who had been chasing himself like a dog wanted to help him out, who would believe that?!

  Yi Feiyang curled up the corner of his mouth, "Believe it or not, but you're also out of options now..." Then he said in a tempting tone, "You're short on money, I'm short on money, so we can work together to make a big haul. When the time comes, you'll pay off your debt and I'll get what I want. Isn't that great?"

  Bill shook his head violently, "I still don't quite understand."

  "Don't get it? Fine! If I let you understand, how can I survive in the future?" Yifeyang said, "Alright, let's talk about something practical. I heard you know how to make movies, right?"

  "Yes, what is it?" Bill asked cautiously, he couldn't help but be on guard against this guy who had cleaned himself out.

  "I like movies," Yì Fēi Yáng said with a smile, "so I want you to help me shoot one."

  "But I...I'm an adult film actress!"

  "Ding dong! That's exactly what I want - a sexy movie!" Yì Fēi Yáng hit Bill's head with the newspaper. "And the sexier, the better!"

  Bill didn't understand what Yifeiyang was up to, he only knew that he could only take it one step at a time now.

  "Come on, let's go take a look at your set and then I'll have this friend of mine give you some advice... no need to thank me, it's fate that we met! Look at you, getting yourself into such a mess, tsk tsk, it's really heartbreaking!" Yi Feiyang adjusted Bill's collar.

  Bill: “……”

  Isn't this too shameless?!