America gains both fame and fortune

Chapter 131 The Best Fighter
In the studio, Martin, covered in blood, flashed out from behind the scrapped car, jumped up, stepped on the front of the car, and smashed it down with a baseball bat in both hands.

On the other side of the car, a prop dummy wearing a wig had its head smashed, and the ketchup wrapped inside it exploded.

The red liquid fell on Martin and on nearby cars.

Martin landed steadily, kicked the dummy, and like a super pervert, he swung the stick and hit the dummy on the head twice.

Finish off the enemy in time and never give the pervert a chance to stand up again.

Aja and Craven were also tired of the traditional American horror movie plot where the protagonist is a second-rate character and never kills the villain in one go.

Martin's chest heaved rapidly as he walked toward a house, holding the bat in one hand, wiping the red liquid off his face with his arm as he walked.

Like a soldier with paint on his face.

Ajia shouted, "Stop! This one passed!" He couldn't help but praise, "Martin, you did a great job!"

Martin stopped and stood still.

Ajia, a French guy with a head full of romance, shouted loudly: "Martin Davis, release the beast in your heart!"

Martin, already shaken off the drama, smiled and replied: "Everyone in the crew is in danger."

Action director Walter responded: "Why, you want to kill us all?"

Martin pondered, "Why do I think this is a good idea?"

Walter gave him a middle finger: "Because you are a complete pervert."

Martin said seriously: "This way no one will snatch the beauty next door from me."

Walter laughed: “Sorry, man, the beauty next door is contracted by the best fighter in the crew.”

Martin said seriously: "Yes, I am the best fighter in the crew!"

Others echoed: "Yes, Martin is the best fighter. Walter, you are good at talking, but you are not as good as Martin in fighting."

Walter had no power to refute. He was much shorter and smaller than Martin.

Ajia then reminded: "Okay, change the scene and prepare for the next scene."

Martin arrived at the rest area and the makeup artist came over immediately to touch up his makeup.

A stagehand ran over from the studio door and whispered something in Ajia's ear. Ajia nodded slightly and asked the stagehand to reply while he continued with his work.

Craven came in through the door with five or six people, but did not approach the set and watched from a distance.

Martin turned his head and took a quick look, recognizing them as the main creative staff from the crew next door.

He saw director Ken Kappis, producer Brad Ehresman, and the blonde-haired actress Blake Lively.

The rest are new faces.

Martin ignored them and reentered the set.

There was blood on his face, head and body, like a demon from hell, coming to reap lives on earth.

In front of the camera lens, Martin smashed another dummy's head, picked up a rusty knife on the ground, hid behind a house, waited for another perverted demon to pass by, flashed out and strangled his neck, and the prop knife stabbed the stuntman's chest and abdomen, and the installed fake blood bag spurted blood.

Last hit!

He pulled out his knife and stabbed repeatedly.

Blood gushed out like a fountain.

Ajia called for a stop again and praised: "Martin, good job, you are a natural killer."

Martin turned around, picked up the red-stained baseball bat with one hand, and tightly grasped the lifelike knife with the other hand. His blood-stained face suddenly broke into a smile, revealing two rows of white teeth.

This image, like a perverted serial killer, also looks like the most evil version of the Joker in DC comics, which is chilling.

The megaphone in Ajia's hand slammed down on the director's chair.

In the distance, Ken Kappis asked, "Is this Martin Davis? The difference in appearance and temperament is too great."

"He's a great actor and can handle a lot of different types of roles," Craven said.

Blake replied, "I know him and have spoken to him. If Uncle Capis hadn't said so, I wouldn't have believed it was Martin."

She had met Martin several times and even talked to him in the lobby on the first floor of WMA. She felt that Martin was a sunny, handsome, kind and pleasant person.

In short, it looks good.

The contrast between my current image and temperament is too great.

“On my side of the crew, he plays a completely different character,” Kappis said.

Today's shoot was over and Martin went to the dressing room to take a shower and change clothes.

When I came out, Bruce, who was waiting at the door, said, "They are discussing it and want you to come over and talk."

Martin saw the people sitting in the rest area and went over to greet them one by one.

Capis looked at Martin, who was dressed casually, and said with a smile: "This is the sunny and handsome football coach."

Martin pulled out a chair and sat down, saying, "I belong to the sunshine, and the darkness is the setting of the character."

Ajia and Craven laughed.

Kappis got to the point: "Is the ending of your play similar to the revenge mode of "I Spit on Your Grave"?

Ajia said, "Yes, that group of perverted killers almost killed all of the protagonist's family and robbed his child. The protagonist wants revenge and wants to save his child. His burning flame of revenge wants to burn all the perverts." Kapis said, "It sounds very interesting."

"Strictly speaking, this is a horror and action movie." Craven and Aja were somewhat influenced by Martin during the creative process: "The depression in the first half of the film is all preparation for the explosion in the latter part. The protagonist will also use massacre to complete revenge."

Martin added: "It's a pure commercial thriller."

Brad, the producer of Jeans, said: "This may provide a new idea to make plasma films break away from the old-fashioned model of monsters killing normal people."

Craven, the godfather of modern horror films, said: "Normal people have been slaughtered in bloody films for too long. It's time for them to fight back. In films like Scream and Wrong Turn, the fightback of human beings seems very weak, and they can only survive by luck."

The two sides chatted about movies for a while, and Martin gave a look to Ajia next to him.

There was no doubt that the old perverts had a tacit understanding with each other. Ajia automatically changed the subject: "Ken, Brad, our two crews are next to each other, which is also a kind of fate. I have a suggestion. How about having a social party together during the weekend break?"

How can Hollywood be without a party? Brad, the producer, immediately agreed: "Sure, let's have a beach party."

Craven nodded repeatedly: "Not bad, if you like, you can go swimming in the sea."

As expected, the perverts have a 100% tacit understanding with each other.

A football training camp is being filmed next door, and at least dozens of young actresses will be there.

The old pervert moved to the beach to discuss how to make the party a success.

Blake followed quietly behind and looked at Martin with his hands in his pockets. He looked as sunny and handsome as he did when he was filming.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on him, and he seemed to be glowing.

Young Blake, as if he saw Jack on the big boat, quietly approached Martin and said, "Hello, Martin, I'm Blake, remember me? We've met a few times at WMA."

Martin responded: "Of course I remember. You asked me about the audition results."

Blake found a topic and continued, "My brother Eric auditioned for the same role as you, but was rejected by the director. He was unwilling to accept this and wanted to find out more. So I had to ask you."

“I didn’t get the part either,” Martin said.

Blake understood why and praised: "It shows that you are a principled person."

Martin turned to look at her: "Yes, although I am an actor, I have principles and bottom line."

The soft light shone on Martin's side face. Blake, who loves beauty, couldn't look away and murmured, "You are so handsome!"

She was the cheerleader at school and was bold enough to say, “Martin, I’ve never met anyone as good-looking as you before.”

"Thank you." Martin said politely: "You are also a great beauty."

Blake spoke to Martin in a low voice. She was not only a beauty lover, but also had many thoughts on her mind.

The old perverts in front have already decided that the two crews should join together to hold a large swimsuit party this weekend.

The expenses are shared equally, with each crew paying half.

Afterwards, Martin declined Blake's invitation and returned to the hotel to make a video call with Louise and Kelly.

During this time, Kelly mentioned a piece of news that there has been no news about the package that was mailed back to Atlanta.

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Lily Carter, who went to a nearby city to sell stars with her brother Harris after the summer vacation, finally returned to the Clayton community.

Nani, who ran a shop at the door, called Lily again and told her that there was a package.

Lily took the package home and looked at the mailing address. It was sent by that idiot Martin again.

Sitting on the sofa, he took out the wallpaper knife and opened it. Inside the box was a set of exquisite carving tools.

"That idiot is satisfied with the gift I gave him?" Lily naturally thought: "So, he gave me a set of carving tools?"

There was still some bison horn, so Lily ran to the storage room to find it, flexed her wrists and fingers, and prepared to try out the new tool.

Lily made some new toys and was confident that she could make them exquisitely.

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In the hotel gym, Mike Vogel from the Jeans crew is doing strength training.

After the script meeting and rehearsal of all the scenes, he will go to Greece with the crew.

A crew member came over.

Vogel took the initiative to walk to a deserted place, and when someone caught up with him, he asked, "Rick, how is the investigation going?"

Rick said: "The crew next door is filming normally. Martin Davis is the male lead. This afternoon, the director and producer, as well as Blake and others, went to visit the crew next door."

Vogel came to the lounge and sat down: "What's special?"

Rick got a lot of information: "I asked my colleague next door. Martin is filming an action scene. Many people praised him as the best fighter in the crew this afternoon."

Hearing the last sentence, Vogel raised his eyebrows: "The best fighter?"

Rick said, "Yes, many people in the next-door crew have heard it more than once. Once Martin gets excited, or drinks, and gets emotional, he will brag that he is the best fighter and the number one figure in Atlanta."

Vogel analyzed: "A small person gets lucky, gets a few auditions, starts to get arrogant, and gets excited and easily gets carried away?"

Rick added: "We will hold a joint party with the neighboring company this weekend, a beach swimsuit party."

Chapter 2 will be a little later

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