Entertainment: the Self-cultivation of Actors

"Good luck is fine, bad luck is bad luck!"

"If the three of us are unlucky, we can go on the road together, so we can have someone to take care of us on the way, let's go—"

The prisoner of war who spoke first came out, and the other two were not slow, they both gritted their teeth and walked forward quickly, "Let's go!"

The three of them stood still in front of Si Chuan Ichiro, and Si Chuan raised his hand towards a subordinate behind him, who then stepped forward.

The three prisoners of war were ordinary group performers, while the actor who came out to play the island soldier was a stuntman.

As soon as he came out, he used a very standard flying kick, and kicked directly to the heart of the group performer who was the leader of the three.

The group performer who was kicked in the heart fell to the ground directly, and blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

Obviously, the island soldier solved a prisoner of war with just one move.

"what!"

The remaining two prisoners of war seemed to be crazy, and rushed towards the stuntman at the same time.

The stuntman swept his legs and kicked, and kicked one of the extra performers in the chest.

The group performer who was kicked spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground staring at a pair of big protruding eyes.

The only prisoner of war who was still alive glanced at his comrade who died with regret, and shouted, "Ah—"

It's a pity that his death-defying fist was easily blocked by the stuntman. Then the stuntman swung a punch heavily, and then another kick. The last prisoner of war also fell to the ground bleeding.

The three of them disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The whole scene fell silent in an instant, and all the faces of the prisoners of war showed a look of fear. Liu Haozhe clenched his hands, and his fists made a creaking sound. He stared at the island soldier with a solemn expression.

The island soldier played by the stuntman turned his neck, and his bones made a crunching sound. Then, as if he hadn't enjoyed the fight, he made a gesture of attacking the prisoners of war. At this moment, Si Chuan Ichiro said "Back off!"

"Hi!"

The stuntman immediately stood up straight and walked aside.

"Drag it!"

"Hi!"

A few Japanese soldiers came out, grabbed the feet of the three dead prisoners of war with one hand, and dragged them away like that.

"Heh, are you soldiers?"

"I don't think so, you are a flock of sheep, a flock of sheep waiting to be killed!"

"I would rather die silently than risk my life!"

"A person without blood is not worthy of being a soldier—"

"Hey!"

Liu Haozhe couldn't bear it any longer. After interrupting Ichiro Sikawa, he raised his head and pushed away the two extras who were standing in front of him.

Liu Haozhe, who came to the front, stood quietly, "Let me try it!"

The moment Liu Haozhe spoke, everyone looked at him.

Everyone knows that the fighting scene between him and Ichiro Sikawa will start soon!

Chapter 93 Really panicked

"Okay, finally there is one!"

Sichuan Ichiro narrowed his eyes again and looked at everyone, "Is there anyone else? I need three people—"

"No need!"

Liu Haozhe's indifferent words interrupted Sichuan Ichiro's words again.

His already straight back became even straighter at this moment, and everyone present could hear clearly "I like one-on-one!"

As soon as the words fell, the originally ordinary man exuded an aura of extreme confidence from his bones.

This kind of self-confidence, coupled with his always unruly expression, turned into a toughness that cannot be ignored. Such a strong Liu Haozhe made everyone unable to take their eyes off.

"One-on-one?"

Sichuan Ichiro asked again, and he showed an incredulous expression, "Are you despising the kung fu of our country's soldiers?"

"Ah--"

Liu Haozhe lowered his head slightly, with a look of disdain flashing in his eyes. After he casually stroked the messy clothes, he seemed to be saying seriously in his voice, "The three-legged cat's kung fu is really not very good." Sample!"

"Puchi..."

Several onlookers couldn't help laughing, and a smile appeared on Li Bing's face.

Liu Haozhe's reasonable performance just now completely played out Monk Wei's disdain for those island country elites in the play. This is not like acting at all, it is very natural.

"Three Qianjun!"

Sichuan Ichiro flashed an angry look, and shouted to a soldier behind him.

"Hi!"

A dragon suit answered and was about to step out.