Ten Million Psychopath Actor

98. Instead, please clear my doubts.

“Persimmon, thank you!! I will work hard, no, I will do well. thank you. I’ll see you then. Yes. Have a nice night!”

Kang Hyeon-seop, who was staying at the cheapest 6-person hostel in Detroit, couldn’t tell if this was a dream or real life.

Took.

Kang Hyeon-seop, who had put his phone down on the bed as if he had dropped it, stayed in a daze for a while, then suddenly screamed.

“Yes!!! nice!!! Beru good good good!!! It’s good. It’s good! hahahaha!”

A black man lying on a bunk bed complained.

“Hey man! Be Quiet! This is a public place!”

Hyeonseop Kang, realizing his mistake, scratched his head and apologized.

“Cancer sorry. sorry. It was because something miraculous happened that would change my life. Sorry, sorry.”

Those who were lying in bed gathered around Kang Hyeon-seop one by one, as if they were curious about those words.

“What? What was it that you liked so much? Let me tell you something.”

Guests from all over the world, including France, Ukraine, and the Czech Republic, pricked their ears at the man’s question that he was from Brazil.

Was it the magic of the hostel?

Kang Hyeon-seop began to unravel the reason he came here as if grumbling.

As the story continued, the guests gradually fell in love with Kang Hyeon-seop’s story, and at times they felt sorry for him, but in the end they all shouted with joy at the fact that he had received permission to shoot.

“amazing! Hey Kang! Detection Channel!? This is my very favorite channel! congratulations so much! It wouldn’t be easy to come here blindly from such a distant country…”

A sharp-looking French man who identified himself as an international student congratulated Kang Hyeon-seop.

“I know. Should I be brave? Should I say there is no solution? Still cool Kang. congratulation. I think you deserved a chance.”

The celebration of the guests in one room continued.

“Is this making my heart pound for no reason? In fact, I also quit the company I worked for a long time. I was thinking about my future life, but after hearing Kang’s story, I thought a lot. Eight feeling! How about a beer party that I’m going to celebrate Kang today!?”

When a Czech man suggested a beer party, the faces of the guests turned red.

“Wow good! After all, don’t hostels taste like this!? Then, if you don’t give, I’ll shoot. Let’s have fun today.”

The six men who happened to meet here from various countries had a fun beer party and talked until late in the evening.

It was Kang Hyeon-seop who laughed and thought that there was nothing to envy in the world at this moment.

***

[Triumph over] Scene number 84. A bloody battle with Diaz]

A secret arena in UPS Florence.

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No one was allowed to enter the fighting arena in the 4th building prison building. Prisoners who had participated in this fighting contest at least once, or had to pay a considerable amount of money to purchase a ticket, were eligible to attend.

In particular, there seemed to be a lot of people around the stadium today, which proved that it was an interesting event.

There was no one in the prison who did not know about Peter’s bad relationship with Diaz’s gang.

But few predicted Peter’s victory.

Diaz is a person who has built this level of power with only his strength since he was imprisoned.

Other big powers in the prison also acknowledged that part of Diaz.

Diaz also knew of the existence of this secret arena and volunteered to participate, and was a professional fighter who had been undefeated for about two years.

With a fishy smile, Diaz entered the arena.

“hahahahaha Diaz. You’re not going to lose to that cheeky Chinky, are you?”

“Kill it! My friend was killed by that bastard!! Make it the same, Diaz.”

Most of the onlookers seemed to be rooting for Diaz.

It seemed that Peter, the only Asian in the prison, was on the rise.

“Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh.”

When Peter appeared, booing broke out around him.

But as if he was used to it, Peter entered the arena without a change in his expression.

“You cheeky chinky bastard. Finally meeting you here like this? I’ve been hiding behind an old bastard and I’ve been avoiding it. giggles.”

Peter said with a smile.

“I’ve never tried to avoid it, so what are you talking about? Rather, when you see me, your kids run away trembling. Instead of just taking care of you, why don’t you take care of the idiots below you?”

Diaz’s eyes deepened.

“As expected, I don’t like chinky guys. It’s been like that since time immemorial. It’s so bad that I want to kill myself just by looking at it. What a happy day it is to be able to kill openly today. Isn’t that right Chinky?”

“……”

that time.

At the VIP seats on the second floor, the betting was in full swing. As expected, the overwhelming magnification difference between Diaz 9 and Peter 1.

“Did you bet on that Asian guy again? Adam?”

Steve asked, grabbing Adam’s shoulder. Adam nodded slightly.

“ha ha ha. If he was the same last time, he’s probably wrong this time. You’ve seen that guy named Diaz fight a lot, right? Move like a jaguar. Look at that physique difference.”

At that, Adam smiled and said.

“Steve, can you guess how many mountains I must have climbed to become rich?”

“Of course. Adam, since you’re in the real estate side, weren’t there quite a few issues related to lobbying in politics?”

“What do you think is the secret to overcoming the crisis and surviving so far?”

“Well… what about luck and skill?”

“It’s not wrong, but to be precise, it’s ‘feel’. The ‘feeling’ that activates at the moment of crisis and my intuition tells me. That that dwarf-looking Asian would do something.”

“Huh… um… yeah what. If that’s what Adam thinks…”

Steve went back to his seat and sat down.

Adam’s eyes, unsure of what he was thinking, turned back to the arena.

“FIGHT START!”

The match began with the autograph of Warden Carter. There was no performance to excite the audience, it was only for the fight.

Diaz didn’t speak to Peter anymore.

They clashed with a lifelike look that would only kill the other person.

Puck puck puck puck.

A bloody slugfest ensued.

Certainly, in terms of technique and sophistication, Diaz was a step above. Fists and kicks came and went several times, hitting Peter’s whole body.

Peter threw out his fist, but the sharp difference in richness did not even reach Diaz.

“Here you chinky bastard. Was it just that much? Do you think you will be finished soon?”

Diaz regained his composure and began to open his mouth again, as if he thought he had hit enough. To think so, Peter’s face was all bloody and his limp gait suggested that something was wrong.

By comparison, Diaz’s condition looked relatively fine.

But Peter’s eyes did not die.

It was like a beast trying to hide and snatch the prey when it came close.

A fleeting moment.

Peter threw a jab at Diaz, who was approaching him. As expected, Diaz, who defended lightly, laughed and lowered his guard, instinctively catching Peter’s knee rising.

Diaz, who wanted to take a hit, momentarily lowered his back to defend his stomach.

puff.

“Keoouk.”

Peter’s flying knee kick landed right in Diaz’s face.

Diaz sat down on the floor as his pupils relaxed.

Peter pounced on Diaz as if he had been waiting for an opportunity.

Puck pup pup puck puck puck.

A series of brutal punches.

As if never letting go of the nape of the neck once bitten, he persistently attacked only vital parts.

sigh.

“Quaaagh!”

Diaz’s ribs were broken.

Diaz’s fading mind was awakened by great pain.

Blood flowed backwards from his mouth as if broken ribs had pierced his lungs.

Jijijijijijik.

“Two.”

The sound of raw flesh being torn open by an external force spread clearly.

“Ugh, I’ve seen that bastard named Peter before, but he’s crazy. He’s crazy.”

When Diaz could no longer resist, he grabbed the ear with his teeth and tore it off.

It was a victory worthy of Yellow Cannibal.

The VIP seats on the second floor were also in a commotion.

“Is Diaz losing? What the hell is that Asian?”

“ha ha ha. Losing money feels bad, but wasn’t the game fun? Do you have a very good taste?”

“That’s right. Those Asian dog fights are fun to watch. ah! I’m betting on that Asian, too, following Adam. Too bad.”

Steve approached as if he was absurd and asked Adam.

“Did you know it would turn out like this? That the Asian will win?”

Adam said with a light smile.

“Usually, guys with eyes like that will have a big accident and hit it once.”

***

“CUT!”

Along with director Miller’s cut sign, there was a meaningless silence for about 3 seconds on the scene.

match.

clap clap clap

clap clap clap clap.

“Wow! Hey Song! This performance was the best.”

“Is the action really crazy? This could have gone with a long take.”

“Even Diaz wasn’t easy! He worked hard and finished well.”

Even though it was a short period of time, there were not a few people who praised Diaz’s acting, who became quite friendly with the staff due to his unique affability. All of these appearances and the atmosphere of the scene were captured by Hyunseop Kang’s GOTPRO camera.

“hehehehe.”

Hyeonseop Kang thought while letting out a perverted laugh.

“This is just super super super. Isn’t it just about entering the US? Oh my gosh! Are Korean actors praised to this extent for their acting in the United States, the home of Hollywood? Has there ever been a precedent for this?”

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Not a few actors went abroad and gained their own recognition, but that was all. The focus was just on ‘appearing in an overseas production’, but there was no content about what kind of acting was recognized locally.

“This kind of reaction. No one in Korea would ever imagine.”

Staff holding their breath and concentrating on Sarah who would be disturbed by the acting.

A staff who is startled after swallowing dry saliva.

A staff who wipes his wet hands by rubbing them on his clothes.

The staff who slightly cover their eyes while watching the brutal battle scene that is so realistic.

That vivid sense of realism was captured in Kang Hyeon-seop’s GOTPRO camera.

Hyeonseop Kang was convinced.

this is unconditional

Still, I wanted to do better.

I was greedy to make this documentary, which will be my life’s work, more impactful.

That greed made Hyeonseop Kang brave.

stride.

“Hello, Director Miller.”

“Well? Who are you?”

world-class giant. Kang Hyeon-seop approached director Jonathan Miller.

It was something he would never have tried normally, but the desperation of the last chance gave him courage.

“My name is Kang, who is filming a documentary about actor Song Kyu-ha on the Detection Channel. You must be busy, but if you don’t mind rudeness, could you do a really brief interview?”

If the staff I worked with in Korea saw this, they would call me crazy.

Asking for an interview with director Jonathan Miller, whom he dared not even look at.

Even with only one god pro cam that costs 800,000 won.

“Song? Of course, that’s great. I agree to an interview. Instead, please clear my doubts. You know that well, right? What kind of actor was Song in Korea?”

Kang Hyeon-seop experienced an unfamiliar experience that made his heart throb.