Japanese Entertainment: From special effects actor to action superstar

Chapter 149 Those who cause trouble will be beaten
Such a scene was quite terrifying for a 19-year-old college student like Kanako Higuchi who had little experience in the world!

The Tokyo citizens who surrounded the Bankai Gate held high the banner of "justice" and were determined to pull down all obstacles before them and bring them to justice.

Several patrol officers reacted quickly, but the situation was beyond their control.

"Stop! Do you want to get beaten?"

Several people were swinging their batons until they were smoking.

However, this adds nothing to the scene.

Even though most of these citizens may not have even heard of Wangu or seen any of his works, it does not affect their appearance here under the banner of justice.

If there are problems with the work, then of course there are also big problems with the male and female protagonists performing the work!

Right or wrong seems unimportant at this moment.

"terrible……"

Kanako Higuchi was shaking constantly, and tears were almost in her eyes.

She tried to explain as best she could.

"I'm not, I didn't... Actually, I'm just a passerby."

However, this lie was soon exposed.

"Who are you kidding? You are Yuliannu!"

"How dare you perform such a work, you murderer!"

Kanako Higuchi became even more panicked, and even felt an anger that was difficult to suppress.

She was just a part-time student who was paid 5,000 yen to act in the drama. She was called the heroine but actually had very few scenes. Why did they put so many hats on her head at once?

As the crowd was outraged, a seemingly insignificant voice was heard from the outside.

"Move aside, don't block here and affect other people's work."

Naturally, no one responded positively to the sound.

"Don't you know? We're condemning the guilty company! That Wangu actually treated 'national disaster' as something that could be filmed openly..."

Before he finished speaking, the citizen at the back felt a hand on his shoulder.

He wanted to take the hand away, but the next moment the other party threw it to the other side like a bug.

"Okay, so strong!!"

Unspeakable emotions lingered in the heart of this citizen. He looked over and saw the tall figure wearing a mask walking into the crowd. Wherever he went, people made way for him.

It's not because they have self-awareness, but because they were all thrown out.

Until the end, Gu Ming walked to the front of the team. Only a few people were left, and they were still shouting something loudly.

"Damn Wan Gu, Wan..."

Several people were silent for a moment, staring blankly at Gu Ming who had walked over without them noticing any time ago.

"Why, today is a working day, don't you have anything to do?"

Gu Ming pressed the shoulders of the two men with one hand each, turned them back to the front of the crowd, and with a slight push, the two men rolled into the crowd in a mess.

Several patrolmen were almost dumbfounded.

What kind of power is needed to be able to do such a thing!
Kanako Higuchi pursed her lips, raised her eyes cautiously, and looked at Gu Ming's back.

It's really surprising that someone who is usually so easy to talk to on the set can be so scary now.

Several citizens shouted in dissatisfaction.

"You don't understand anything! We are..."

Gu Ming rolled up his sleeves, and the citizens fell silent instantly.

No one wants to get beaten.

"I don't care why you've gathered here, but you've already affected Wangu's normal work, and those around you. They've been delayed from going to work, shopping, or anything else they want to do. Don't you have your own things to do?"

Someone hiding in the crowd retorted loudly: "This is the most important thing!"

Gu Ming looked at the crowd and then turned to the patrolman.

"Can you lend me your baton?" "Oh, of course, but what are you going to do... Ouch!!"

The patrolman's voice stopped abruptly, and Gu Ming swung the baton directly into the crowd, hitting a citizen's shoulder accurately.

The guy felt pain and became silent.

“That’s not the most important thing!”

"I don't know who asked you to come, or whether you think you can judge innocent people under the banner of justice, but I dare to assert that most of you have neither read Wangu's works nor understood Seven's work. You appear here based on a few words, thinking that you have done something glorious."

"Don't you need to go home to be with your wife and children?"

"You don't need to support your family, so you can do anything without restraint!"

"Don't you have a family?"

Gu Ming raised his hand and asked for another baton.

"I'm not interested in listening to your righteous reasons. They're nothing but blind justice. Retreat...keep retreating."

As he moved forward, the citizens moved back.

This is an instinctive fear of the unknown.

Even though the guy in front of them looked like a human, some people couldn't help but think...

This is basically an alien!
They retreated to the middle of the street and could hardly see the gate of Wangu.

Gu Ming casually thrust the baton into the ground and kicked it, leaving a deep mark.

"Whoever crosses this line today will do so at their own risk."

Leaving these words, Gu Ming walked towards Wan Gu without looking back.

Under Zang Mo's silence, no one actually took a step and walked behind the baton.

Looking at the gate of Wangu from a distance, all the thoughts of the people disappeared.

Continue to resist? But, that guy is simply a monster!
Moreover, Gu Ming was right. Most of them had never read Seven, let alone any of Wan Gu's works.

As for why he appeared here, it was also very simple, because the TV said that Wangu told the story of the victims of the nuclear explosion.

So, they came.

But now, as the cold wind blows, some people have gradually woken up.

grandma's.

I have lived in Tokyo since I was a child. I am a member of the new generation born after the war. I have never seen those things. Why do we do such things here?

It’s such nice weather, wouldn’t it be nice to go out for a drive?
Some people withdrew.

Then more and more people were affected and wanted to leave in fear.

That's how people tend to follow the crowd.

If someone comes, everyone comes.

If someone leaves, everyone leaves.

In a blink of an eye, except for a few people who were still hesitating, only a few tough guys were left, all of whom were members of the Tokyo Atomic Bomb Victims Association.

Several people looked at each other, somewhat dumbfounded.

that……

This is wrong!

Didn’t the seniors in the association say before that the masses are the most powerful force?

But how come all this power disappeared?

They were the only ones left standing alone, yet they seemed so conspicuous.

So in the end even several members of the association ran away in shame.

All that was left was the baton, deeply embedded in the concrete, leaving cracked marks.

(End of this chapter)