novelhk Page 374
Page 374
Chapter 513 It doesn’t look like acting
The once luxurious hotel was in chaos. Gambling tables were overturned, and chips, symbols of money, were scattered everywhere. Dealers and customers screamed and fled in all directions.
Young people, holding iron bars or various props, laughed wildly and wantonly destroyed things.
Madness and screams echoed throughout the hotel.
The headquarters of the Inugami Group was thus riddled with holes by more than four hundred people who acted in ways out of step with the times.
"Hey, these don't look like props. Shall we keep smashing them?"
"I don't know, the director didn't yell 'cut,' so they just kept smashing."
"As expected of the production team introduced by Kazama-senpai, the quality of these extras is really high, much better than those pretty boys who just memorize lines."
"But it doesn't look like acting to me."
……
The top floor of the Inujin Hotel.
"Damn it, who is it! Haven't you found out yet?" Inu Kintaro slammed his fat hand on the desk, making the expensive solid wood desk hum.
His face was contorted with anger.
A middle-aged man stood before him, his head almost touching the ground: "I...I'm sorry, they accused you of raping their woman, and they've come here for revenge."
The middle-aged man kept complaining in his heart, "Boss, you can't control your lower body, and this is the trouble you've caused. Who can you blame?"
"I didn't!!!" Inujin Taro grabbed the desk with both hands and flipped it aside. The solid wood desk made a loud "crash" sound, and its contents scattered all over the floor.
But none of this could alleviate his anger in the slightest.
"Where are my men? Where are our men? Why are they rushing in like this?!"
"There are too many of them, and they all look like minors!" The middle-aged man was so aggrieved that he was almost in tears.
Who exactly brought in these invincible people?
With so many cameras filming, he could imagine what the public opinion would be like if gangsters were to lay a hand on minors.
"Where are the police?!" Inujintaro felt his chest heaving, clutching his chest and panting heavily. "Is there no law anymore?! My huge hotel has been vandalized, and nobody's going to do anything about it?! I pay so much tax every year! I support so many people, are they all useless?!"
"We're already urging them," the middle-aged man said with a mournful face, looking quite innocent.
A group of fierce-looking thugs are smashing things down below.
Moreover, they are all minors.
He really didn't dare go down. These young guys didn't know their own strength. What if he got stabbed? Who would he blame? Gangsters also make a living. Why risk his life for a few thousand dollars?
He looked at Inujintaro, thinking, "Isn't the boss also afraid to go down?"
Inujin Taro was so angry that he was panting heavily. He really didn't dare to go down. He absolutely had never done anything like raping a woman.
Who knows if those people got the wrong person?
Whenever he showed up, he couldn't even imagine what kind of trouble these young punks would cause.
Kintaro has a gun, but he doesn't dare to use it. It's something he's never done before, and if he fires it, things will only get worse.
"Huh...huh..."
He gasped for breath, growing angrier with each passing thought, and roared, "Which bastard is it? Does he even know the rules?"
At this time, downstairs.
Four police officers, three men and one woman, leaned against a police car, looking ahead with relaxed expressions.
More than ten gangsters wielding sticks surrounded a middle-aged man with thinning hair on his head.
"Damn it! Kill him!" the gangsters roared, swarming forward: "Avenge our sister-in-law!"
The middle-aged man remained calm and relaxed. Suddenly, he moved with lightning speed, his feet leaving afterimages in the air. He kicked the weapons out of the hands of more than ten gangsters, who screamed and cried out in agony.
"Get out of the way!" Miyuki, wielding a katana, leaped up and slashed down from above.
The middle-aged man simply extended a finger and held the samurai sword between his eyes. He looked at Miyuki with a calm gaze: "If you can only rely on external things, you will eventually be nothing more than a third-rate martial artist."
The evening breeze blew by, ruffling the few remaining strands of hair on his head, revealing the demeanor of a grandmaster.
Then he suddenly raised his leg and kicked Miyuki, sending him flying backward.
"Wow! So handsome!" the policewoman exclaimed, clapping her hands frantically.
The three male police officers also looked on with admiration.
This is a true martial artist; without any external aids, he can easily disarm an enemy with just two fingers.
Although he was a bit balding in middle age, it did not diminish his masterly aura at all.
"Keep quiet on set!" Kato Nishi came over with a megaphone in his hand, and some college students holding cameras around him also cast disgusted glances at him.
"Oh, sorry, sorry!" the police officers quickly apologized.
Not far away, Shirakawa Natsu withdrew her gaze.
He brought in Xuanmu to play the villain's henchman, essentially a boss, because he was worried that Xuanmu's acting skills weren't up to par, so he had him play himself.
It turned out that he had overthought things. Master Xuanmu stood with his hands behind his back, not giving chase, displaying a lonely expression befitting a master.
Suddenly, a soft cry rang out, and a figure leaped out, helping Mi Zhi Shi to her feet.
It was Nao, dressed in an adorable high school girl outfit, holding a chained flail in both hands, looking at Genki: "You possess such martial arts skills, yet you serve villains; your martial arts are crying out in despair!"
Xuanmu trembled upon hearing this. It seemed that a grandmaster like him had a high sense of morality. He finally let out a long sigh, stretched out his hand, and made a starting gesture: "Come, I hope you can end my sins."
His face showed an expression of being torn between loyalty and righteousness, and he only wished for death.
He didn't say anything, but his expression and demeanor perfectly portrayed the image of a master who was forced to serve evil people.
"..." Shirakawa Natsumi's lips twitched. Perhaps Master Genki had also thought about seeking revenge.
But as far as he knew, Xuanmu Zhen's situation here was either to pay up or to abandon his boss and run away.
Hojo Maki, dressed in a police uniform, was approached by an officer who saluted and said, "Reporting to the deputy chief, their identification has been checked; they are all students from the Directing Department of Tokyo University."
"We told you we were filming a movie." The college students being inspected looked annoyed. "We paid our internship fees to observe and learn. Why are you tax thieves stopping us here? Some passerby must have thought there was a gang fight and called the police. What era are we living in? If there were real gangs, how could there be fighting and killing?"
Hojo Maki's face darkened, and she waved for them to come over.
Her phone rang; it was the chief calling. When she answered, an anxious voice came through the line: "Inspector Hojo, Councilor Uemura just called..."
Hojo Maki closed her phone and looked at Shirakawa Natsu with a complicated expression: "Just how much trouble are you trying to cause?"
"Hehe~ Auntie, don't be angry." Bai Chuanxia leaned over and tried to hold her hand, but she dodged away: "Don't worry, it will be over soon. Auntie, would you like to be on camera? We need someone to play the police officer who handles the aftermath."
The first film invested in by the Yamagishi Group was completed on this chaotic night.
Chapter 514 is quite clever.
The most discussed topic recently is an online movie titled "Yakuza Boy: Young Ghoul". Strangely, this movie has not been released in regular theaters.
Instead, it will be distributed through adult film distribution channels.
Among a bunch of movies with various tags like current criminals, mature women, married women, and lolis.
The movie cover, apart from a photo of the lead actor, only had a few photoshopped titles that looked like they were added by someone who had studied Photoshop for two and a half years. The titles were also similar in color to the colors of the lead actor's clothes, leading many people to believe that the movie was called "Yakuza Boy".
But this poorly made cover became the number one most clicked item on the website in a short period of time.
There's no way around it, the lead actor is just too handsome.
The roguish smile on his/her face made him/her stand out among the many covers.
Most people will click in out of curiosity to take a look.
Then I became a fan because of the simple and straightforward plot. From the moment the female lead was raped, her acting was so realistic, to the extreme shock and anger in her eyes when the husband of the victim appeared.
Then the protagonist, Ooku, beats up delinquents and takes them in as his underlings.
The way they bully the weak and fear the strong, begging for mercy on their knees—their clothing, expression, demeanor, and movements—are just like those delinquents who loiter around schools; it's perfectly natural for them.
In the final climax of the plot, the female lead is raped again.
Enraged, Akyu led his underlings in a fierce charge against the yakuza headquarters. Out of loyalty, the thugs rallied their friends and followed their boss in the charge against the powerful yakuza.
Later, despite his thinning hair, he became a henchman of a grandmaster in the underworld and died fighting for loyalty and righteousness.
A cute girl wearing a JK uniform, swinging a chain hammer.
Finally, the busty, beautiful policewoman arrived late, her face ashen, to handle the aftermath.
Although the plot is simple and mindless, every actor in it acts as if it were real. Even the extras have acting skills that are no less than those of veteran actors.
Of course, there are also some continuity errors, such as in the final charge.
A staff member carrying a camera was accidentally filmed and told everyone that this was just a movie.
Of course, these things are no longer a big deal, since it's impossible to be perfect in a charge of that scale.
Most importantly, the main character is so handsome!
Her fighting moves were clean and efficient; she knocked her husband unconscious with one punch and continued to rape his wife. Yet, she was also a villain who fearlessly fought against the underworld for the sake of feminism.
This kind of protagonist, who is both righteous and evil, makes the audience's blood boil.
The trending topics are all over the place right now:
"Who is the real-life actor who starred in the anime/manga series 'Shonen Oguri'?"
"JK girls are so cute."
Which celebrity is the mature female police officer?
"Do Mediterranean action actors use kung fu?"
"A true master of his generation."
As its popularity grew, the movie "Yakuza Boy: The Young Ghoul" brought in a staggering 10 billion yen in revenue for the website.
Incidentally, it also boosted sales of other related movies on the website.
At the Yamagishi Group, Yuzuriha Yu sat in her office, looking at the report in her hand. Even the beautiful and ruthless woman showed a look of surprise.
She was completely bewildered when she saw the negative 300,000 yen figure in the movie expenses section.
How exactly do they manage to make money making movies without taking on any endorsements?
Yuzuriha put down the report, composed herself, and smiled gently: "Xia, the total revenue of this film on the website is 10 billion, so why is our share 13 billion?"
This was the first time she had ever seen someone benefit even more after receiving a share of the profits.
I looked at it carefully several times before I was sure I hadn't made a mistake.
Shirakawa Natsu's expression was strange, and an embarrassment flashed across his face: "After the website owner received the revenue, he wanted to embezzle the money, but he was caught by our people. He was willing to give up all the revenue in exchange for his life. Now the website is owned by us."
Yuzuriha leaned back slightly, a flash of golden light passing through her eyes, and looked at Shirakawa Natsu with increasing satisfaction.
"Uh." Shirakawa Natsumi's lips twitched, and she quickly explained, "It really wasn't my arrangement, he really wanted to run away."
“Okay, I understand. Yamagishi Group will fully invest in the construction of Yamagishi Film Industry, with you serving as president and owning 51% of the shares.” Yuzuriha Yu’s eyes grew more and more satisfied as she looked at him: “Any other requests, Xia, please feel free to make them. I will fully support you.”
"..." Shirakawa Natsu knew that she couldn't explain it; this matter was actually quite outrageous.
After filming and uploading, he thought that with Miyuki's good looks and the enthusiastic performances of many extraordinary people, the box office shouldn't be too bad.
So he immediately arranged for Kazama Rina to go to the website's owners, hoping to acquire the website.
Rina Kazama was also very helpful, and soon found the website owner, a small studio with only three people.
Because the movie involves too many things, Shirakawa Natsu didn't want to use the Yamagishi Group's name, fearing it would cause trouble.
Rina Kazama simply found a friend's shell company and talked to them.
She was eager to prove her abilities to Shirakawa Natsu, so she naturally acted very proactively and attentively.
The other party saw her as a young girl with no background and little experience in the world. In addition, the speed and extent to which the video became a hit was beyond everyone's expectations as it spread.
The boss had wicked thoughts about the beautiful school beauty. He invited her to a bar to discuss a contract, and when that failed, he tried to force himself on her while she was drunk.
Shirakawa Natsu didn't stay by her side, but she always had people protecting her.
When Shirakawa Natsu learned of the incident and rushed to the dock, the boss had already been put into a cement bucket, and cement was being poured into it.
In the end, he wasn't thrown into Tokyo Bay, but was convicted of organizing arms smuggling and handed over to Hojo Maki, with no hope of ever getting out.