Playing the Eighth Route Army, the system is forcing this on me?

At the kindergarten gate.

Then someone shouted that.

The crowd erupted in excitement.

"Holy crap, he's wielding a steel fork with his bare hands!"

"A prop? You actually took this seriously?"

"Yeah, that's right, the acting is so convincing!"

The audience in the front row knew it was a drill, but many of the people in the back who had just gathered around thought it was a movie shoot.

"well!"

"Well done!"

"Excuse me, young man, what kind of movie are you filming?"

An elderly man, who was watching the commotion, tiptoed forward and almost knocked the teacup over the head of the young man in front of him.

"It's not filming a movie, it's a rehearsal, sir."

"Huh? What are we acting out?"

"Drill~"

"Huh? What play?"

"Go cool off, old man."

A few young men squeezed into the middle, pushing the old man out of the crowd.

Some young people couldn't see clearly from the scene, so they simply climbed onto the flower bed and craned their necks, afraid of missing the camera.

As more and more people gathered to watch, the crowd grew larger and larger.

In the shadows outside the courtyard wall, two men wearing baseball caps silently took two steps back.

One of the fat men had his hat brim pulled low as he stared at Yi Zheng in the arena, his lips twitching slightly.

"Second brother, didn't eldest brother say that the people at the Hengdian police station were all raised on shit?"

"But this guy on stage is incredibly skilled in combat!"

Another tall man turned his head to the side, his eyes darting around.

"Eat, eat, eat! All you ever do is eat, is your brain caked with oil?"

"Didn't you see all those cameras set up nearby? This is clearly an act."

"Those shields and forks are clearly props."

"Pig brain!"

The tall, thin guy couldn't resist giving the fat guy a whack on the back of the head.

The fat man covered the back of his head and chuckled foolishly.

"So... are they still going to rob that bank in the urban village?"

"Hiss!" The tall man quickly covered the fat man's mouth.

"You're such a jerk, aren't you? Keep your voice down!"

"Look, their bureau chief and his top subordinates are all here!"

"That area in the urban village is practically deserted right now!"

"Besides, if the big brother says to rob us, do you dare not rob us? We'll cut your penis off!"

After saying that, the tall man pulled down the brim of his hat, and the two disappeared into the crowd one after the other.

Meanwhile, at the kindergarten...

Seeing that the two gatekeepers had been thwarted.

Director Wei, standing on the podium, remained completely calm.

Looking at the two old gatekeepers lying on the ground, he actually felt that the rhythm was just right.

The more the supporting characters are suppressed and beaten, the more satisfying it will be for the citizens to watch when their own soldiers finally take down Yi Zheng.

Besides, if two security guards can subdue a criminal, what's the point of having police?

He slowly turned around, his back to the camera, and made a gesture behind him.

For an instant.

All I heard was "woo~ wah~ woo~ wah~"

The deafening sirens approached from afar, instantly piercing the noisy street.

Several police cars with flashing red and blue lights pulled up in a stylish drift in front of the kindergarten gate.

The tires screeched as they scraped against the ground.

The car doors swung open in unison, and a team of fully armed police officers filed out, completely blocking the park gate.

Captain Liu, who was in charge, was holding a megaphone and half-squatting behind the front of the car.

"Don't move!"

"You're surrounded!"

Surrounded?

Seeing this spectacle, Yi Zheng's interest in acting was actually piqued.

"Yoshi~"

"Die, die!"

He squinted at the policeman in front of him, and his sleazy demeanor sent a chill down the spines of the surrounding crowd.

Captain Liu, who was crouching behind the car, heard these lines and couldn't help but turn around and send a question mark emoji to his teammates behind him.

"He wasn't speaking Mandarin, was he?"

"No, Captain Liu."

"Hiss, how would I know that..."

Team Leader Liu's brain seemed to freeze for a moment.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

"That can't be right!"

"It was supposed to be a police battle against a knife-wielding thug, why is this guy acting like a stuntman again?!"

"Uh..." The young police officer behind him was also momentarily stunned.

On the other hand, the onlookers didn't care about any of this and were even more engrossed in watching.

"This exercise is so creative! It must have been conceived by someone born in the 00s!"

"Yeah, a police vs. Japanese soldiers battle, isn't that something!"

"It's great, I love watching it, please give it more roles!"

Wu Jing, standing on the sidelines, had an unusually solemn expression.

Wasn't it supposed to be just a symbolic gesture, sending two policemen up to make a few moves?

Why did such a large team have to be mobilized all at once?!

Seeing the police cars crouching behind him, Wu Jing's lips twitched involuntarily.

Even if it were Yi Zheng, let alone him, he would be outnumbered and outmatched!

Although the script says that no firearms will be used this time, in reality, one against ten, even a Sanda champion would be finished here!

The image of Yi Zheng being kicked by the little girl flashed repeatedly through Wu Jing's mind, making him increasingly uneasy.

Yi Zheng has a talent for acting.

I just told him he'd be acting in my new movie.

If someone gets seriously injured here, it would be a loss for the entire industry.

Thinking of this, Wu Jing quickly waved to the staff member next to him and gave him urgent instructions in a low voice.

"Quickly, go and say hello to Director Wei, so that everyone will act with restraint."

"Yi Zheng is injured, so let's stop here."

The staff member nodded and jogged around the camera.

He whispered a few words in Director Wei's ear.

After listening, Director Wei turned around and nodded to Wu Jing.

Wu Jing frequented Hengdian World Studios, and the two became very close.

He naturally understood what Wu Jing was worried about.

Moreover, to put it another way, this exercise is ultimately a public security show for citizens.

How could they, as police officers, lay a hand on an unarmed actor?

Director Wei nodded, put his hands behind his back, and casually made an OK sign in Wu Jing's direction.

This eased Wu Jing's anxiety a little, and his furrowed brows relaxed somewhat.

Director Wei picked up the walkie-talkie, pressed the call button, and dispatched personnel to the scene.

"Attention all groups, one team will remain in place and stand by to control the perimeter."

"Second and third teams, retreat and provide cover."

"Xiao Wu, Xiao Zhao, you two go up and act it out according to the script."

Upon receiving the order, two police officers climbed out from behind the police car and pulled out black rubber batons from their waists.

Since Yi Zheng did not have control over the "hostages," the two of them felt at ease.

The two, well-trained, surrounded Yi Zheng from the left and right, forming a pincer movement.

"Don't move! You're surrounded!"

Xiao Wu thought to himself that the opponent was just a weak actor, so he would swing the stick slowly later.

As long as the opponent pretends to block, they will take advantage of the situation to make two feints and take down Yi Zheng.

The audience watching from the sidelines felt a bit unsatisfied.

"This is boring. Two police batons, how are they supposed to compete?"

"Mom, I haven't had enough! Let them perform a little longer!"

"Silly child, catching bad guys is that simple for the police!"

Wu Jing saw the two police officers come out and immediately drew his baton.

My heart, which had been hanging in suspense, was now completely dead.

Rubber batons are no joke.

Those are riot police.

Don't be fooled by its rubber material; when it hits an ordinary person, it causes a real, visceral pain.

Moreover, with cold weapons, the longer the weapon, the stronger it is.

The rubber dagger in Yi Zheng's hand was completely countered by the police baton with its handguard!

Moreover, the opponents were professionally trained, and it was a two-on-one situation.

This has significantly increased the risk of Yi Zheng getting injured.

Wu Jing paced anxiously back and forth outside the venue, frequently casting anxious glances at Director Wei.

Even knowing it's just a drill, this is still incredibly unfair.

He kept giving Director Wei meaningful glances.

They were genuinely afraid that the other party would hurt Yi Zheng.

But just as he was giving that look...

A sound came from afar.

"Holy crap!"

Everyone was startled and turned to look into the arena.

This is quite something.

what?

Why is Yi Zheng dual-wielding now?!