The world of film and television begins with Zhou Bingkun in the human world.

Zhou Bingkun felt very relaxed after leaving Tu Zhiqiang's house.

Although he had previously thought that Tu Zhiqiang wouldn't make things difficult for him because of Zheng Juan, after all, Tu Zhiqiang didn't like women.

However, Zhou Bingkun was finally relieved after seeing Tu Zhiqiang express his opinion.

Clearly, Zhou Bingkun was unaware of Luo Shibin's situation; otherwise, he would have been even more nervous.

Tu Zhiqiang made such a relaxed statement for two reasons: firstly, Zhou Bingkun was a neighbor of Guangzipian, and secondly, Zhou Bingkun was a renowned writer.

These days, the title of "writer" is really prestigious. Even someone like Tu Zhiqiang, who's involved in the underworld, is willing to give him some face.

Regardless of the reason, it's good that things were resolved this way.

After leaving Tu Zhiqiang's house, Zhou Bingkun didn't even go home, but went directly to Taiping Hutong.

"Bingkun, you're here." Zheng Juan greeted Zhou Bingkun happily upon seeing him.

"Juan'er, I just went to Tu Zhiqiang's house and told him about us. Tu Zhiqiang was very generous and gave us his blessings. He even said he would send us a wedding gift when we get married," Zhou Bingkun said to Zheng Juan with a smile.

Zheng Juan was finally relieved after hearing Zhou Bingkun's words.

Ever since Tu Zhiqiang asked a matchmaker to propose marriage, Zheng Juan has been living in constant fear. Even though Zhou Bingkun reassured her, she couldn't truly relax.

After all, for an ordinary person like Zheng Juan, a gangster like Tu Zhiqiang is quite terrifying. If you're targeted by someone like that, who knows if your family will be ruined and your life destroyed?

Hearing Zhou Bingkun say this, Zheng Juan finally felt truly relieved.

Zhou Bingkun happily chatted with Old Mrs. Zheng and Zheng Guangming for a while longer, and then left when it was almost time.

Zhou Bingkun and Zheng Juan were completely relieved, and then happily went to work, waiting to get married next year.

At this time, Luo Shibin also learned from Tu Zhiqiang and Shui Ziliu who Zheng Juan's boyfriend was.

Although Tu Zhiqiang and Shui Ziliu had already told Luo Shibin to give up on Zheng Juan, Luo Shibin was very unhappy and unwilling to give up at all. He even harbored resentment towards Zhou Bingkun because of this.

However, since Tu Zhiqiang and Shui Ziliu were Luo Shibin's superiors, he could only agree on the surface and say that he would not think about Zheng Juan anymore.

Tu Zhiqiang and Shui Ziliu were quite happy to see Luo Shibin give up, but they didn't know that Luo Shibin had no intention of giving up at all.

Luo Shibin even secretly inquired about Zhou Bingkun's whereabouts, and within a few days, he had gathered a clear understanding of Zhou Bingkun's general information.

"Hmph, just a slag remover at a soy sauce factory, yet he dares to steal a woman from me, Luo Shibin!" A chill ran through Luo Shibin's heart.

So one evening, Luo Shibin ambushed Zhou Bingkun, who was returning from Zheng Juan's house, in a relatively secluded alley.

"So your name is Zhou Bingkun!" Luo Shibin tilted his head, swayed his body, and was playing with a knife in his hand.

"What do you want to do?" Zhou Bingkun's heart jumped when he saw Luo Shibin.

"What do I want to do? I want to teach you a lesson." Luo Shibin sneered, his eyes filled with malice towards Zhou Bingkun.

"Luo Shibin, I haven't offended you, have I?" Zhou Bingkun glanced around and then backed away step by step.

"Do you still recognize me?"

"I know Tu Zhiqiang and Shui Ziliu. Tu Zhiqiang and I are neighbors and have a good relationship. I know you hang out with Tu Zhiqiang, so is there some misunderstanding between us?" Before Zhou Bingkun could speak, he had already pressed his body against the earthen wall behind him.

"You have a good relationship with Tu Zhiqiang? Damn it! I knew it would be like this. Otherwise, why would Tu Zhiqiang make me give up when I took a liking to Zheng Juan? Zhou Bingkun, let me tell you, I have my eye on Zheng Juan! Zhou Bingkun, if you know what's good for you, go back and break off your engagement with Zheng Juan, and I might spare your life." Luo Shibin's eyes were cold as he stared at Zhou Bingkun, his expression particularly vicious.

Zhou Bingkun felt as if he were being targeted by a vicious wolf, and cold sweat broke out on his back.

"Luo Shibin, don't act impulsively. You should know that what you're doing is illegal. If you get caught, you might be executed. You need to think about your future," Zhou Bingkun advised.

"Illegal? Are you kidding me? You think a gangster like me would be afraid of breaking the law? Let me tell you, I have lives on my hands. If you don't want to die by my hand, you'd better do as I say. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless." Luo Shibin stared fiercely at Zhou Bingkun, his gaze even lingering on Zhou Bingkun's neck and heart for a moment.

Zhou Bingkun's heart was in his throat. He didn't know if Luo Shibin's claim that he had killed people was true or false, but Luo Shibin was indeed very dangerous now. He wasn't sure if Luo Shibin would stab him. If Luo Shibin did stab him, could he survive?

"Okay, I'll do as you say. I'll go back and call off the engagement." Zhou Bingkun had no choice but to agree in order to appease Luo Shibin. He planned to report the incident to the police or find Tu Zhiqiang after he had escaped this ordeal.

Especially since Luo Shibin was working under Tu Zhiqiang, and Tu Zhiqiang had previously wished Zhou Bingkun and Zheng Juan well, Luo Shibin's approach to Zhou Bingkun was, to some extent, against Tu Zhiqiang's wishes.

If the younger brother goes against his elder brother's wishes, the elder brother will probably be unhappy and might even turn against Luo Shibin.

In fact, to ensure his own safety, Zhou Bingkun didn't mind spending money to find someone to prevent Luo Shibin from becoming a threat.

"He, a great writer, huh? Is this all? You chickened out already?" Tu Zhiqiang looked at Zhou Bingkun with a mocking and disdainful expression. He even patted Zhou Bingkun's face with the side of the knife in his hand. Both his words and actions were full of contempt and humiliation for Zhou Bingkun.

Zhou Bingkun twitched the corners of his mouth, making a fawning smile.

"Since you're so sensible, I'll let you go. Hold out your hand. I want one of your fingers. That's right, your right hand. The remaining four fingers will be enough for me to see if you can continue writing and still be your great writer." Luo Shibin looked at Zhou Bingkun's cowardly appearance and thought Zhou Bingkun was particularly easy to bully, so much so that he even wanted to cut off one of Zhou Bingkun's fingers.

A flash of anger crossed Zhou Bingkun's eyes. He hadn't expected that even though he was already playing the submissive role, Luo Shibin would still be so aggressive, cutting off a finger from his right hand? If it was his little finger, that would be one thing, but if it was his thumb or index finger, wouldn't he be crippled?

"Give me your hand!" Luo Shibin shouted as Zhou Bingkun hesitated to extend his hand.

Zhou Bingkun slowly took out his right hand, which he had been hiding behind his back.

Luo Shibin chuckled mockingly as he looked at Zhou Bingkun's outstretched right hand. Just as he raised his hand to grip the knife, Zhou Bingkun's outstretched right hand suddenly jerked upwards, and a handful of yellow earth was thrown into Luo Shibin's eyes.

This handful of yellow soil was something Zhou Bingkun deliberately pried off the earthen wall when he stepped back and pressed his body against it, just in case. Unexpectedly, it actually came in handy now.