I cut reality into a movie

"Of course, I still have a lot of those diamonds, and these shops have been doing well recently. If you need anything, just ask! I have no words."

The hamster thought that it was difficult for Romon to call and needed to borrow money, so without further ado, he took the initiative to express that he had money and could borrow it casually.

"Hahahahaha! Hamster, you haven't seen me for a few days, so you forgot who I am?"

"No matter how miserable I am, I won't be so miserable that I ask you to borrow money. You can do business with peace of mind and live your life with peace of mind."

Hearing that the hamster was so interesting, Romon first laughed a few times, and then said seriously: "Hamster, I called you to ask if you know the aboriginal tribe here in Tulsa?"

"Tulsa? Native tribes?"

The hamster immediately laughed out loud: "Mr. Wick, that's the tribe I was born in. Have you been to Tulsa recently?"

"That's right, if you really go to Tulsa, you must visit the tribe. I also built a primary school in the tribe, which is called John School under your name."

"I didn't dare to use your full name because, you know, your title...is a little too loud."

Hearing that Romon had arrived at his hometown, the hamster was as excited as the screaming groundhog in the emoji. He almost wished he could flash in place and go to Tulsa to take Romon on a tour of his hometown.

He also wanted to show by the way that he took the money and didn't spend it indiscriminately, and he didn't patronize himself to enjoy himself. Instead, he went back and built a school for his hometown. He believed that Mr. Wick, who had a strong sense of justice, would like what he did.

More than like.

Romon now has a little appreciation for hamsters.

He used to think that Hamster was a brave, conscientious San Francisco gangster who wanted to make progress, but judging from his current performance, he actually had the talent to do great things, but he just lacked an opportunity.

And hearing that the hamster has such a close relationship with the Tulsa aboriginal tribe, Romon has greater confidence in his casino appointment.

He collected himself and said, "Hamster, since the tribe here in Tulsa is the tribe you were born in, can you mediate for me, I want to talk with you about opening a casino."

Romon opened his mouth, and in his imagination, the hamster would definitely agree instantly, because Romon's impression of Native Americans was that they opened casinos on reservations.

He didn't think it was a problem at all, until the hamster replied hoarsely after a long silence:

"Mr. Wick, if you need money, I will give it to you. I will give it to you as much as you want, but I can't promise you about the casino, because I don't want the children of the reservation to grow up in the casino."

"You should know what the casino stands for and what it brings, so I really really really can't, and I don't want the kids in my hometown to all be jerks, gamblers, whores, and A failure like me."

"So, sorry, Mr. Wick, I really can't help you with this matter."

The hamster's heavy voice was like a bullet that shot into the middle of Romon's forehead, crushing all the arrogance in his brain.

Listening to the hamster's narration, Romon realized that he was a complete bastard. He claimed justice to defeat the racists in the White Dwarf Club.

But as for himself, why didn't he treat the real Native Americans with an arrogant attitude, which was only received in American film and television dramas, and those film consortiums insulted the aborigines.

Just to Tifa, what a fucking asshole I am!

Romon rubbed his face in embarrassment, annoyance, and guilt. After a long silence, he apologized to the hamster:

"Sorry, hamster, I apologize for my arrogance."

"Mr. Wick, you..."

"Hamster, give me a chance to be a teacher. I want to take you as my teacher to really understand what kind of people the aborigines are."

Standing in the night of Tulsa, Romon looked up at the stars, but this time, he didn't pay attention to the constellations he was familiar with, but looked at the equally beautiful and dazzling strange galaxy that he had never paid attention to before.

What shit god.

I'm just a novice director who hasn't made many films.

I still have a lot to learn.

Chapter 070 Undercover for two days, the leader is gone, isn't that a bit too surprising?

After hanging up the hamster's phone call, Romon's mood really brightened a lot.

That is, after the heart is bright, the movie side will be relatively dark:

The casino appointment is no longer filmed, he needs to rethink the next plot of the movie, and the scene of the casino appointment in the movie can be cancelled, but in reality this gambling appointment will not disappear out of thin air.

In Tulsa late at night, there is no such thing as refreshing and comfortable in the sun during the day.

On the contrary, it is the conservative religious atmosphere of the whole city that makes the residents here less interested in nightlife. Except for a few nightclub streets where young people gather, the nighttime atmosphere of Tulsa is quite cold.

On the empty and deserted street, heavy trucks that can only pass at night roar past from time to time. Besides, the only thing accompanying Romon is the soft and cool night wind.

huh~~~

Another heavy truck full of muck passed by. Looking at the back of the truck going away, Romon suddenly figured out how to arrange his next plot.

"Speaking of which, the original book of the movie "New World" seems to start with the boss of the gangster being hit to death by a muck truck, right?"

"Furthermore, according to my experience of watching Korean dramas for so many years, whenever a Korean drama can't continue with the plot and gets a little stuck, I will resort to the method of car accident to detonate the plot, so that the tired audience will have new expectations."

"So, my current situation, is it a kind of providence? My co-stars are all Korean, and my plot is stuck now, including the original movie I want to remake, which also started from a car accident."

"Isn't this just that God told me in the dark to arrange a scene of a car accident and reopen the plot of the story?"

"And thinking about it one step further, restarting the movie from the BOSS car accident can be regarded as more in line with the original plot, and can get higher system professional points."

Sometimes inspiration comes so suddenly.

Standing on the street, Luo Meng looked at the muck truck that was drifting away, and he had already started to think about where to send Shi Dongchu to another world for reincarnation.

And as long as Shi Dongchu is dead, Luo Meng can not only solve the problems in the movie, but also solve the casino contract in reality.

After all, with the current situation of internal fighting in the Holy One Church, as long as Shi Dongchu dies, the entire Holy One Church will surely fall into civil strife.

At that time, all the thoughts of Li Zaizhong and Ma Shouji will be put on competing for the position of chairman, who will care about today's small casino agreement?

a car accident.

All it takes is a little car accident.

It can solve the plot problem of the movie and the real gambling problem at the same time. What could be a more cost-effective deal than this?

Ok?

What do you ask Shi Dongchu to do?

Oh, as an extra actor, it is incumbent on him to dedicate himself to the film. Although he may not even have the chance to speak in the whole film, at least his posthumous photos can still appear in the film.

A mere life, in exchange for a chance to have a photo appear in a movie, this kind of super cost-effective deal is simply a once-in-a-lifetime deal.

When Shi Dong came out, he would secretly have fun on the bed under the quilt.

After deciding to sacrifice Shi Dongchu to promote the development of the plot, the next step for Romon is to decide who will be the killer.

Make an accident with unrelated strangers?

Or use someone inside the church to commit a murder?

Or let external forces intervene to cause a revenge?

Breathing in and out, Romon breathed out the warm night wind from Tulsa, and finally decided to hand over this glorious mission to his brother Xiang Zhe.

First of all, this old man has a bet with him, and only when he has completely called off the curtain will this bet disappear with him.

The second is that this old man's current status is quite special. He is neither Li Zaizhong's person nor Ma Shouji's person. If he is allowed to kill Shi Dongchu, then the Ma and Li factions will have a dispute.

After thinking of a suitable assassin, the next step is to determine the timing of the assassination.

Luo Meng has always paid attention to this kind of thing. If there is a chance, he can send Shi Dongchu to another world to reincarnate tonight.

Turning on the hidden camera installed in Shi Dong's car when the church was assembled during the day, Romon looked at the colorful and beautiful neon signs outside the car window, and determined the specific location of the leader of the Holy One Church.

—Alice's dream.

【Unbelievable World】342967465

Just looking at the name, you can tell that this is definitely not an elegant place to learn knowledge like a library, but one of Tulsa's top nightclub venues.

"Good guy, if I remember correctly, Shi Dong is 65 years old this year. How much energy does he have, and he can still play like this every night?"

After confirming the location of Shi Dongchu, Luo Meng immediately began to hack into the network system of Alice's Dream, and then used the internal WIFI as a springboard to hack into Shi Dongchu's mobile phone, and finally saw Shi Dongchu's appearance through the camera and microphone. in real time.

How should I put it, in one sentence, it is European and American POV.

The plump and charming young body is posing in front of the camera of the mobile phone, just like the thousands of European and American action movies that Romon has watched.

"Good guy, you old thing is so fancy, you know how to make short videos?"

After opening his mouth to complain about Shi Dong's hobby of ghosts and animals, Luo Meng was about to turn off the surveillance video.

It's not that he is a gentleman, it's mainly because the old guy's filming skills are so bad that it really makes Luo Meng, a serious film director, look down on him.

Ding dong.

The moment Luo Meng turned off the video, Shi Dongchu's cell phone received a message, and Luo Meng opened it, and it turned out to be about Tifa.

The content of the message is very simple, just one sentence [President, the new policewoman named Tifa Perry, I have figured out her identity, an ordinary woman with no background, you can do it at any time if you want. 】

"Oh, Inspector Sherlock, I found your soul mate by accident."

"You thought about arranging Tifa to be an undercover agent next to Shi Dongchu, but it turned out that this dog didn't need your arrangement at all, and he took the initiative to bite the bait."

Looking at the letter that was targeting Tifa, Romon blinked, as if behind the letter, he saw a dump truck with a roaring diesel engine.

Turning off the small POV video on the phone, Luo Meng rubbed the bridge of his nose and called Kim Sang-cheol.

It's time for the killer dude to play.

As for how to turn Kim Sang-cheol into a killer, it’s very simple. First let Kim Sang-cheol disappear tonight, then pinch a robot like Kim Sang-cheol, drive a dump truck to send Shi Dong to the west, and deliberately show his face under the camera in front of the crossing. .

A simple and convenient program.

Hmm...at least for Romon, it's quite simple and convenient.

It is also a yakiniku restaurant that holds a celebration banquet.

In the shop filled with white smoke, the other Li Pai boys had already left, leaving only Kim Sang-cheol lying on the table drinking wine.

bang.

Another empty sake bottle was thrown on the ground. Kim Sang-cheol sat up straight in a daze, and was about to greet the boss to continue serving wine when he heard his cell phone ring.

The first reaction was that Li Zaizhong called.

But when I really picked up the phone and looked, I found it was an unknown number.

"Hey, who is it! Don't you know it's midnight? Are you going to die on the phone?"

Picking up the phone, Kim Sang-cheol didn't care who the other party was, he just cursed and vented his boredom and dissatisfaction to his heart's content.

But when the other party really spoke, Kim Sang-cheol woke up again instantly, and then sat up straight: "Director Ma?"

The voice on the phone was the voice of Romon imitating Ma Shouji's voice. He spoke softly and heartily:

"I've heard about Team Leader Jin's experience. It's resentful and regrettable, but it's not surprising. After all, I may have spent more time working with Director Li than you and him."

"I know this person too well. He was like this 20 years ago. I just didn't expect that after so many years, he hasn't changed at all."

No positive criticism, just saying that I know this person well.

Luo Meng's secret poking and hurting method directly aroused Kim Sang-cheol's sympathy.

But resonance is resonance, Kim Sang-cheol would not scold Lee Jae-joong in front of Ma Shou-ki, he just exhaled the remaining air in his lungs, and it turned into a long sigh: "Hey~~~~~~"

"Team leader Jin, I heard that the Arkansas River at night has a special charm, do you want to come and enjoy it together?" Luo Meng directly proposed the invitation to meet, and he believed that with Kim Sang-cheol's current state, he would definitely not refuse.

The fact is indeed true. Although Kim Sang-cheol is physically and mentally exhausted at this moment, he cannot refuse Ma Shouji's invitation: "Director Ma, where is it?"

"Pier Four."

Romon reported the location: "I'll wait for you at Pier No. [-]."

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The No. [-] river terminal on the Arkansas River is basically in a state of disuse.

On the jetty trestle overgrown with weeds, only anglers can find happiness in such a dilapidated place.

Swish!

Throwing the fabricated hook in his hand into the river, Romon was like Mr. Jiang, waiting for the little fish that belonged to him to take the bait obediently.

Time passed bit by bit, and almost half an hour later, Kim Sang-cheol, who was so drunk, drove to Pier No. [-] by himself.

Pushing open the car door in a dizzy state, Kim Sang-cheol staggered to the edge of the pier. He looked at the back of the quiet fisherman on the jetty, and narrowed his eyes in doubt: Did I drink too much?Why do I feel that this person doesn't look like Ma Shouji?

Taking another two steps forward with doubts, Kim Sang-cheol tried to speak: "Director Ma, is that you?"

Under his call, the figure fishing at the end of the trestle slowly turned around.