HCB Chapter 917 I'll let him have an accident first!
Chapter 917 I'll let him have an accident first!
Chapter 917 I'll let him have an accident first!
Li Mingchuan looked towards where Ye Changqing had just stood, and sure enough, he saw Ye Changqing leisurely brushing off the dust on his body.
You can tell at a glance that he is not injured.
He was a little surprised: "How is it possible? At a distance of less than 20 meters, with a long gun aimed at, almost every shot hits the target.
Even if you don't hit the vital point, you will still be injured.
How come he wasn't hurt?"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a commotion among the extras in another camp in the distance.
Many people fled in all directions.
Wu Gaolong had a bad feeling. He got out of the car and parted the crowd. He saw a man lying on the ground in the middle of the crowd, his head broken and bleeding. It was Liu Chun. Next to Liu Chun's body was a blood-stained camera.
Liu Chun is dead!
He raised his head and looked up into the sky. The bracket of the aerial camera was empty; the camera was gone.
He said in disbelief: "How could the camera fall?
how so? "
Beside him, Li Mingchuan had a bad feeling: "Is this... an accident... or a man-made accident?"
A man-made accident?
Wu Gaolong suddenly realized that something was wrong. The camera was fixed to the high-altitude bracket with screws and it was absolutely impossible for it to fall.
It must have been a man-made accident.
My scalp suddenly tingled when I thought about it.
He looked up at the sky and felt relieved when he saw that there were no other cameras.
Li Mingchuan also saw the problem, and approached Wu Gaolong, lowering his voice and saying, "This is man-made. I don't know if Liu Chun offended someone and was retaliated against.
Someone must have known we were going to kill Ye Changqing and killed the assassin we had chosen first."
Wu Gaolong gradually calmed down, thought for a while and said: "The fact that we killed Ye Changqing was very secretive, and Ye Changqing definitely didn't know about it.
And even if we knew, he was just an extra from outside the city, alone, with no relatives or friends, even if he knew that we wanted to kill him.
No one helped him create an accident and kill Liu Chun.
Liu Chun must have offended someone, and someone is taking revenge on him!"
Li Mingchuan thought for a moment and nodded: "Boss, you are right, it was Liu Chun who offended someone and thus brought about his own death.
It was just a coincidence. What should we do next?
Do you still want to kill Ye Changqing?"
Wu Gaolong looked at Ye Changqing not far away, with a flash of determination in his eyes: "He must die!
He dodged the bullet, but three major accidents still awaited him.
What are your plans for the future?"
Li Mingchuan understood what the three major accidents were: one was wire work, two was explosion, and three was fighting on the rooftop.
He thought for a moment before speaking: "Explosion, there will be an explosion next. Killing him with a bomb is the easiest."
Wu Gaolong was about to give a few more warnings when he saw someone approaching and said two words: "Bomb him!"
After saying that, he turned, got into the car, and drove away.
An accident occurred at the scene, someone called the police, and someone dispersed the onlookers.
The filming was paused. Ye Changqing called to Wei Shengli: "There's no more filming, go back."
Wei Shengli was a little unwilling: "Today's money of 200 yuan is gone."
Ye Changqing frowned: "We've been busy for so long and have finished shooting, why did it fall through?"
Wei Shengli sighed: "They always find excuses to postpone the performance fees of our extras. Now that they have an excuse, they will definitely postpone it.
If we postponed it for a month, the crew would have disbanded, and we wouldn’t be able to find anyone to ask for payment.”
Ye Changqing had been busy with the work for a while, and when he heard the news, he was a little angry: "Did this kind of thing happen often in the past?"
Wei Shengli hummed and said, "Yeah, I encounter this about ten times every year, fuck it!"
Ye Changqing could see that Wei Shengli was really angry. Not to mention Wei Shengli, he was also very angry that he had worked so hard for so long and had not received any compensation. However, he did not take this matter to heart. His focus was on whether Wei Shengli was an actor: "Since extras are poorly paid and often not paid.
Why do you still want to be an extra?
Because of love?"
Wei Shengli was stunned for a moment, then said with a bitter face: "Passion, if it was ten years ago, I would say passion, but I won't say that now.
In fact, I took this path because I had no other way to go. "
Ye Changqing thought it was a bit exaggerated: "There are 360 trades, whether it's working in a factory, farming at home, or even being a vendor, you can earn more than an extra who earns 80 yuan a day.
How can there be no way out?"
At this time, he even suspected that Wei Shengli was the master of Quemen.
Because the words were too vague, they were obviously lies. Wei Shengli blinked his lips and said with a sigh, "I graduated from junior high school, and my life has been clear at a glance.
Working in a factory, you can earn four to five thousand yuan a month. There are not many factories in our hometown county, and it is difficult to find a job that pays four to five thousand yuan.
But what can you do with four or five thousand yuan?
I can’t afford to buy a house, marry a wife, or raise a child. I don’t want to live like this.
I want to find an industry with a promising future.”
Having said this, he fell silent.
Ye Changqing smiled and said, "As extras, you only get 80 yuan a day. Is there any hope for that?"
He really felt it was ironic. Eighty dollars a day, only two thousand four hundred a month. It was worse than working in a factory and earning four or five thousand a month.
I always feel that Wei Shengli's words are full of contradictions.
Wei Shengli looked up at the sky, his eyes fixed on the setting sun, and said, "You are not in the industry of extras, and you don't understand extras at all.
To outsiders, extras are a bunch of lunatics, a bunch of fools, and a bunch of guys with mental problems.
But I don’t think so. Living in a factory with a salary of more than 4,000 yuan means being a slave for the rest of your life.
But it’s different for extras. Although they make eighty dollars a day, there is also a group of people who write answers and collect membership fees.
We are still willing to persevere. People like Brother Qi can't even afford to smoke, but they still persevere.
Because there is hope.
Today I am an extra, earning 80 yuan a day, but tomorrow I may be able to become a special actor and earn several thousand yuan a day, just like Brother Qi.
Do you know what it means to make several thousand yuan a day?
It's a height that a factory worker could never hope to reach." This was the first time Ye Changqing had heard such a statement, and after thinking about it carefully, it seemed to make sense.
Wei Shengli continued, “Special actors are actually considered the lowest level among actors, and their names don’t even appear in the credits.
Just think about it, if you get a small supporting role with a name in a TV series, you can earn 200,000 to 300,000 yuan.
If you play a major supporting role, you can earn one or two million yuan for one TV series.
If you are lucky enough to become the protagonist, you can earn nearly 10 million yuan from a TV series.
A TV series takes two or three months to shoot and earns nearly 10 million yuan.
I wouldn't even dare to dream of working in a factory.
Is this hope?"
Ye Changqing thought about it carefully and realized that this was indeed the case. It turned out that those people in the youth hostel were holding on to this hope in order to continue to persevere. Wei Shengli continued, "Eighty yuan a day, the oppression of the association, and living in a room that is like a cat or dog, I can endure it.
Because there is hope.
I don't want to live a life that I can't see the end of.
For this purpose, I can endure anything."
Ye Changqing felt as if the calm strings in his heart were plucked by someone, and his nose inexplicably felt sore.
This person can tolerate all kinds of injustice, but never thinks of taking crooked paths.
He still wants to succeed through hard work.
He was inexplicably moved by this persistence.
At this moment, he believed that Wei Shengli was not the master of Quemen.
If he were as cruel and ruthless as the Lord of Quemen, he would deceive anyone for money, even buying and selling organs, and defrauding money under the guise of charity.
He definitely wouldn't end up this miserable. Just then, his cell phone rang. He took it out and took a look. It was Liu Mengcai calling. He walked over and answered the call: "Hello, Lao Liu, what's going on?"
Liu Mengcai said: "The gunman is dead, but they have already started planning a second accident.
This time I want to use explosives against you."
Ye Changqing's eyes were filled with murderous intent when he heard this: "What's the name of the person behind this?"
Liu Mengcai said: "I have investigated clearly, the person behind the scenes is called Wu Gaolong.
I installed a button-shaped miniature camera on him.
His position can be located at any time."
Ye Changqing said coldly: "If you give me his position, won't he create an accident?
I'll let him have an accident first!"