Master Swindler

"Don't tell me, art really is the pinnacle of emotional outbursts." All the ghosts looked at the relief murals half embedded in the wall.

The expression and movements of the old man seemed to be dragged down to the eighteenth floor of hell by a ghost. The frightened and desperate expression, and the gesture of trying to grab something like a dead branch, had the charm of religious art.

Everyone was very satisfied after watching it: "After the work is over, can I still make a fortune by cutting off the wall?"

"That's right, there are not many master sculptors who can create this kind of sculpture with both form and spirit in the contemporary era."

After solving the most troublesome old man, the remaining Director An and the murderer are basically nothing to worry about. Instead, what to consider is the effect of the finished movie.

However, the leading actor of the film is still in prison at the moment, and it is impossible to talk about starting work.

Fortunately, they didn't make them wait for long. Two days later, the police station finally finished their investigation, and after proving that there was no illegal act by the crew, they released him.

On the day of the exit, except for the dismissed lead actress, everyone else came to welcome Director An.

Director An was imprisoned for several days, and he was in a slumber. Seeing that the thief player who put him in jail was still in the crew, he immediately became angry——

"Why the hell are you still here? Didn't I tell you to leave? I don't have any work for you in the crew, so don't worry about asking for wages."

"I'm telling you, I didn't trap the director in the trap, but if you're ashamed to ask for money, get out, will you get out?"

The thief player said coolly: "When I don't want to give you a job as an idiot, I don't want to think that if your father is smart, you will be in prison by now, making your mother's movie, ungrateful things."

He said again: "I'm here to take care of your reimbursement for the props. It's a waste of work here for you. If you don't pay the wages, you can still let me pay back the money, right?"

"Back then, the big brother agreed to take the goods after promising double the price. Now you want to renege on the debt? Okay, I'll find those brothers. Whatever you shoot, we'll hold the whip, mouth ball, dew point leather massage stick Follow you, use the loudspeaker to call out debts and repay the money, and the perverted director cheats on taste props."

"Let's see if your movie wants to be aired, or you are the one who made the news first. By the way, it's still a good thing. I'll give you free promotion for your crew, thank you!"

Director An was so angry that he trembled all over, pointed at the thief player and was speechless for a long time, then turned around and asked Lu Qingjia: "Aren't you short of money? Why don't you send him away?"

Lu Qingjia shrugged: "After working together for so many days, we have a good friendship, how could I slap my friend with money, and it would be difficult for me to stand in the middle when you two are arguing."

"Well, give me some face. I'll get the money for An. As for the resignation of the actor, how about staying on the set as my assistant?"

Seeing that Director An wanted to refute, Lu Qingjia said: "Before he got the job, he boasted to his relatives and friends at home. You can also understand that if you go back in such a disheveled manner, a man doesn't want to lose face?"

After being imprisoned for several days, Director An knew that the crew must have been controlled by the little boy at this moment. He spent his own money to support an idler. He said that Potian had no position to refuse, not to mention tearing his face, it would not be good for him.

Seeing that the movie is almost halfway through, I can only endure it.

Then he suddenly noticed that the assistant was filming this scene with the camera on his shoulder. Director An was surprised: "What are you doing? Why are you filming me?"

The assistant was at a loss: "Brother Lu asked me to take pictures."

Lu Qingjia smiled and explained: "Didn't you say that you should shoot more interesting tidbits in the early stage?"

"After the film is successful, these tidbits will be valuable material, witnessing the hardships and hardships of our entire crew, witnessing the perseverance and bitterness of the filmmakers and a group of actors with dreams, and will definitely earn a lot of sympathy points and the goodwill of passers-by."

"I think the director, as a part of the film, has been involved in the scene this time, which is also a precious experience. I don't think any crew has had such twists and turns. It's funny and bitter, what a pity to waste it?"

"In the future, when the movie is released, the hard work of the director can't be buried, so I decided to shoot a part of your sideshow. These days, the director also wants to manage the word-of-mouth brand, so that people will think of you subconsciously when they think of the masterpiece. Is this idea correct?"

That's right, that's right, Director Ke An himself knows what those tidbits mean, and they are basically the official shots he shot.

Now it was his turn to pat himself, although these idiots just followed his excuse to imitate, but they still felt uncomfortable in their hearts.

He was about to refuse, but the boy surnamed Lu said that he would never erase the director's contribution, and blew up the grievances he had suffered in the past few days.

The crew members were also very moved, and they all disagreed that his glorious spirit of suffering and silent dedication must be added to the cards for rewarding meritorious deeds in the future.

Director An couldn't handle the opinions of the entire crew, so he could only be aggrieved as the main character of the extras.

When he got back to the apartment, everyone even prepared a brazier and a banquet for him, saying it was to avoid bad luck.

Director An also felt that he had been a bit unlucky recently, but this was actually unexpected. After all, after the entire building was sealed off by his uncle, resentment flowed against him, and anyone who stayed here would be unlucky.

He was restrained by something from his old uncle, so he was not affected much, but it can't be said that it could be completely avoided.

Director An could actually accept this, but what he couldn't accept was that the rest of the crew seemed to have no signs of bad luck.

Especially the little boy surnamed Lu, who was lucky enough to make a fortune a few days ago. What kind of bad luck is this?

Everyone urged Director An to step over the brazier, he strode his legs absent-mindedly, but suddenly a heart-pounding burning pain came, and everyone around him exclaimed.

Looking down, it was when he stepped over the brazier that the flames suddenly shot up, and a spray gun directly caught the egg sausage.

Director An let out a scream and covered his crotch to extinguish the fire like an electric shock dance, and there was a mess around him.

It was still Lu Qingjia who calmed down, picked up the water for washing grapefruit leaves and poured it on Director An's crotch.

A female player quickly said: "Hey, that's a cocktail, and this pot is grapefruit leaf water."

However, it was too late, Director An's entire crotch was like a fire cooking oil, and now he jumped high, and the scene was even more magnificent.

"Ah———" Director An was frightened half to death when he saw the fire on his body, rolled and rubbed on the ground, and shouted: "Damn it, put out the fire for me."

Everyone was splashing water, undressing undressing, and being in a hurry was inefficient.

Finally, seeing the fire spreading, everyone felt ruthless and kicked them together into the open-air smelly ditch next to them.

Then there was the sound of the fire being extinguished, saving Director An's life.

When Director An climbed up from the ditch, his whole body smelled like he just got out of a latrine.

Everyone stepped back, losing all the camaraderie of the crew just now.

A female player covered her nose and said, "Director, you, are you okay?"

"Do I look fucking okay?" Director An yelled.

"Then why don't you take a shower first?"

"Let's take a look at the injury first?" A male player suggested: "I looked at Dao An's place—it seems to be roasted, and now I fell into the stinky ditch again so I don't get infected. This is a big deal, so don't be vague. ah."

After the panic of being on fire passed, there was a burning pain in his crotch.

At the beginning, the fire roasted and poured with ice water, and then the fire became bigger and the fabric was scorched. At this moment, Director An was in pain so much that he wanted to cut his own brother.

It can't be done, this thing is precious, he is still young, and he is still waiting to be famous and then enjoy beautiful women, so nothing can go wrong.

So he didn't have time to think about the dirt all over his body, so he called someone over: "Hurry up, take me to the hospital."

Unexpectedly, the collective emotion that was happy to advance and retreat together just now is so plastic that it will rot at the touch of a finger.

Everyone dragged their feet: "I, I still have something to do."

"I also remembered that I had an appointment today."

"My grandma is getting married for the second time today."

"Is your grandma fucking here?"

"My video blessing is also a heart, is it easy for her to find a partner at her age?"

"Director, I think you can walk with your legs crossed. Why don't you call a taxi?"

As a result, no one in the taxi was willing to take him. In the end, there was no way. It was Lu Qingjia who charged a high price, so the car was willing to take him.

Director An went to the hospital alone, shaking and crying, only to feel that the big city was so cold.

When we came back, it was almost dark.

The people in the crew set up a table to play cards in the small open space outside the apartment after eating and drinking. There was a fruit plate and teacup next to each of them. It didn't look too comfortable.

Seeing Director An coming back, everyone immediately greeted enthusiastically: "Hey, Director An is back?"

"Is the crotch injury okay? Hey, the crotch of your trousers is completely torn? Let me see, the gauze inside is thick enough, won't it affect the quality in the future?"

There was a female player who spoke boldly, and said with a chuckle: "Hey, you men just take that thing for life."

"According to me, Director An, don't pay too much attention to it. You are almost forty. How many years can that thing last? Before, Xiaomei (the heroine with a water snake waist) complained to me about how hard it was to pretend to be on your bed. I said you should take this opportunity to settle down."

How can Director An tolerate others insulting him?Immediately shouted: "Fart, where is Xiaomei? Where is the watch? I want to confront her."

The faces of the players who were playing cards suddenly became a little unnatural: "Farewell? Just a joke, you know Xiao Liu, and he dares to say that he doesn't look like a woman at all. Don't worry, we all believe in you."

But when he said such words, his eyes slipped to the place where he was wrapped in gauze, and the men showed contempt in their eyes, and the women raised their eyebrows with a perfunctory look of not wanting to break up with the poor man.

Even though he didn't say anything, this exchange of expressions still made Director An furious.

He said loudly: "May I ask you where Xiaomei is? I didn't see her when I came out today, did I run out to pick up the work?"

Then he cursed and said: "She still has the nerve to talk about me? I didn't complain that her awl face hurt my neck, a pair of fake breasts felt like water balloons, and my face was so stiff that I woke up in the middle of the night and looked back at night. I was almost scared to death .”

"Director An—you."

The faces of the people playing cards became more and more uncomfortable. Director An was getting angry and wanted to continue talking, but suddenly felt that the atmosphere was not right.

There is a sense of crisis.

When he turned his head, he saw the yellow-faced woman who was supposed to be raising the child in his hometown appeared behind him.

Director An was out of his wits, and saw Director An's wife showing a sinister smile. She stretched out her hand and twisted his ears to change the channel 360 degrees: "It's crazy to fuck a woman with your mother's money."

"What's wrong? You still don't want the quality, do you? Do you want me to let the folks raise funds for you to go to heaven and earth to find a top card?"

"I thought your mother's surname was An. I thought you'd be tight after squatting for a few days, but when you came out, the birds lost all their skin and still missed women?"

"Don't you want to prove your majesty? Come on, who else knows better than your old lady about your toothpick? Why are you looking for Xiaomei? It's like confronting my old lady."

Director An's wife has a loud voice and is full of spirit. Even if there is no owner in this apartment, there are still many families poking their heads out nearby.

Then I saw a bald man standing with his crotch split and his lower body wrapped in thick gauze, being scolded and beaten by his wife.

Pointing around, there are even children dancing and laughing on the balcony.

Director An couldn't afford to lose this man, and hurriedly cried and begged for mercy like a grandson.

But Director An's wife is a shrew who is used to being bullied by the neighbors. She is not afraid of being watched and laughed at.

So Director An couldn't get any stuttering for a day, but he got a full meal of beatings first.

It's just that he didn't notice that the camera was still on at the moment, recording the funny and bitter side of this middle-aged man.

When Director An's wife was out of breath, she said to Lu Qingjia and the others who were playing cards with a smile on her face, "Jiajia, my sister-in-law is ready for dinner, stop playing cards, clear the table and eat."

After talking, they cleaned up the mahjong together and asked, "Is the fruit flavor okay?"

Lu Qingjia said with a smile: "It's very sweet, but my sister-in-law will choose it. We spend more money on fruits, but we can't buy such a good taste."

Mrs. An said with a smile: "Hey, young people don't know how to choose now, they just want to be big, and they can't choose the best tasting one at all."

Lu Qingjia showed appreciation: "With my sister-in-law here, our quality of life has been improved just this afternoon, and we have saved money. In the future, the expenses of the crew will depend on my sister-in-law."

"By the way, is the money enough?"

"Enough is enough, it's not enough anywhere, it's tens of thousands, it's enough to eat and use until it's finished." Mrs. An said with a smile: "Jiajia, don't be polite to me, my sister-in-law will talk when she has no money."

After finishing speaking, he spat on Director An who was beaten into shit: "Don't give him a penny in the future. You'll pay for your mother's big money with a lifeless thing, and give it to my old lady to play with women. I can't beat him to death."

Director An watched his wife show a tenderness and caring to the little boy, not to mention that after marriage, she has never been in a relationship, and the blood in her heart has been pumped for several times.

Seeing that no one paid attention to him, Director An had to struggle to stand up, and limped back to his room to change his clothes.

As a result, as soon as the door was opened, I saw a hideous statue inlaid on the wall, reaching out to grab the outside as if asking for help.

Director An's scalp exploded, he was so frightened that he almost peed, and let out a scream in a high-pitched voice.

"what----"

The footsteps of a group of people came, Director An turned his head, and before he could speak, his wife slapped his head on the head.

"How about your mother's funeral? The dead old woman is alive and well, and she eats more than my old lady in one meal. You howled a little earlier."

Director An was slapped around, and he didn't care about the embarrassment. He pointed to the room with a pale face and said, "Ghost, there is a ghost—"

Everyone looked in: "No? Director, did you just get dazzled by your sister-in-law?"

Director An looked back, and sure enough, the wall became smooth and smooth again, without any traces.

If it was someone else, they might just believe it for a moment, but Director An himself knew where this place was, and if there was a supernatural event, it could never be something suspicious.

At the same time of fear, Director An was also a little excited. It stands to reason that he is the least likely to have something strange happen here.

So he asked the people around him: "What's unusual about you in recent nights?"

Everyone nodded: "Yes, a lot of strange things have happened in the past few days since you went in."

"For a while, the faucet turned on by itself, and for a while, black shadows appeared on the window. For a while, I clearly remembered to put things in this place and ran to that place, and I pulled out a lot of hair from the sewer."

"Oh yes, when I was cooking, the tap water had to run for a long time before it changed from red to normal color." Director An's wife said.

Director An raised his voice when he heard the words: "What? It's already started? Then why the fuck didn't you tell me? You didn't speak when you came to the police station to see me."

These words were yelled at Lu Qingjia, after all, Lu Qingjia was the person in charge after he left.

However, before Lu Qingjia could speak, her wife's voice came back even louder: "Why are you yelling so loudly?"

"Isn't it hard enough for Jiajia to wipe your ass every day? If you miss something big, you'll be ostracized. How fucking powerful are you? It's the uncle who pays the money. Only Jiajia has a good temper and endures it." You bastard, I haven't counted yet."

Others also chattered: "Yes, director, it's all trivial matters."

"Recently, everyone has been under a lot of pressure to shoot, and it's nothing more than a confused mind."

"Yes, yes, I heard someone calling my name beside the pillow at night. Did I say anything? Don't make a fuss about a little thing."

"Hey, it's nothing more than something left by the previous tenant. The place is so dilapidated, so it's normal to have problems of one kind or another."

"Speaking of which, I saw a little boy kicking a ball yesterday."

"Hahaha, the kid who sneaked in to play nearby, come here when you see someone over here."

"I also met a few beauties to visit, but I didn't get their phone numbers, but I guess they live nearby, and they came out wearing such thin pajamas."

"I also met a pair of old men and old ladies staring at me to pay back the money. It's so pitiful. Maybe I've been cheated out of my mind? But buddy, I don't look like a bad guy."

"Hahahaha, you don't look like anyone."

The chatting topic of the group got farther and farther away, but Director An was almost pissed off by a group of idiots.

It turns out that things have already started, and these are all precious shooting materials.

These joking and silly critics, do their eyes grow on their buttocks, or do they have the guts to hit steel hammers with all iron?Or just being too stupid to be afraid.

Ordinary normal people should have suffered from neurasthenia long ago, why are they still laughing?

Director An was so angry with the idiots, but he cheered up and knew that from now on, he had to pay attention to the movements of every floor.

The result did not disappoint him. At three o'clock that night, there was a scream from the second floor.

Director An woke up in a jerk, quickly turned over and got up and put on his pants. Because he moved too fast, he forgot that his dick was injured. His facial features were distorted in pain and still did not change his speed. He rushed into the room of the pervert on the second floor with the camera on his shoulder.

Originally, he wanted to install cameras in every room so that no shots would be missed.

But the old uncle said that this will directly connect with the innocent soul, so try to use the perspective of a bystander as much as possible. It just so happens that the monitoring screen has no quality, so we have to use the least efficient method.

Director An touched the ancestral magic weapon in his pocket, slowly pulled it away, and the camera slowly poked in.

As a result, he saw a picture that stunned him.

There were female ghosts, and five neatly appeared in the satyr player's room, but there was no eerie appearance inside.

Instead, several people gathered in front of a laptop, watching the video being played and laughing again and again, a scene of harmony between humans and ghosts.

The most important thing is, why does the sound of the video from the notebook sound so familiar to him?

With a huge shock in his heart, Director An suddenly felt a pain in his back. Looking back, he saw that it was his tigress, and other people also came down.

The tigress said with a bad face, "What the hell are you doing sneaking outside the man's room in the middle of the night?"

After finishing speaking, he pushed open the door without waiting for him to explain, and saw that it was a young man in the crew, and there were several beauties sitting around him, and he didn't know where he had hooked up.

Then he turned his head and sneered at Director An: "Hey~~, what I said, I couldn't wait to come out with my butt in the middle of the night. Is it envy to co-author?"

As he said that, he was about to drag him home: "Go back to the house, you can count on a pile of cow dung for the good deeds of young people."

But before the person left, he heard a beautiful woman inside pointing at Director An and saying, "Hey, the person in the video is him, right?"

"Yes, that's him, look at that bald head."

"Oh, it's so perverted, actually filming other men peeing."

"He even encourages others to sexually harass men, and the harasser is still an old man."

"By buying adult props, I hate people and shoot into the scene before I come out."

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's still something you adults know how to play."

Director An knew what these five women were and was afraid, but Director An's wife didn't know.

When she heard the words, she rushed into the house immediately, opened the five female ghosts and snatched the notebook, and then saw the unsightly pictures taken by the surname An, and even got a fat beating from them.

Director An's wife pointed at him: "You, you fucking, I originally thought you were just lustful, so it's okay?"

"My mother is fighting with you, how can my son have a father like you, how can you make him look up in the future?"

Director An was being held down and beaten by his wife, and in a daze, he seemed to see bloodstains coming out of the bodies of several female ghosts. He was so scared that he screamed and crawled out of the house.

But her wife grabbed her leg and dragged her back.

Five female ghosts gathered around: "This sir? Are we so scary? Why do you want to run away like a ghost?"

Their voices were sweet, full of vigor and vitality. If they were alive, Director An would definitely drool at them.

But at the blind spot of his wife, the wounds on the heads or necks of several people were cracked inch by inch, revealing hideous and terrifying wounds.

The smiling expression also became gloomy and strange.

"Yeah, why are you running? You dared to sexually harass me, but now you feel ashamed?"

Director An quickly said: "No, no, I have never harassed women."

The five female ghosts sneered: "Doesn't it count as a man?"

"Have you ever thought that the old man and the strong man in the toilet may be shadowed now?"