The Savior of American Comics? I'm the Subspace Evil God!

Chapter 116 Chapter 148 Chapter 149 Tzeentch's Chosen Actor Trevor (I)

【Middle East】.

[Kwit] A town somewhere within the territory.

Ten minutes ago, a group of KB members called the Ten Commandments Gang suddenly appeared and attacked this border town.

All the armed personnel who defected to the US military and their families were brought to the square in the center of the town.

A middle-aged man with a gloomy face and a big beard, the kind common among Arab men, walked to the front of the crowd.

He casually raised his hand and randomly selected ten people to be publicly executed.

"Some people say I'm a traitor, but I consider myself a mentor... So, everyone in America, are you ready to witness the fate of a traitor with me?"

The bearded man spoke to the camera that was following behind him and filming.

His voice is low and powerful, which gives people a sense of oppression.

Then, he slowly raised his arm and swung it downwards.

bang bang bang-

Accompanied by a series of gunshots, the ten pro-American elements who had just been selected fell in a pool of blood.

The family members of the deceased, who were forced to witness the entire execution process with their own eyes, immediately let out heart-wrenching wails.

But it was soon drowned out by the cheers of the Ten Commandments Gang members.

They waved their weapons and cheered as if they had won a great victory.

However, the bearded man who had just been so domineering in front of the camera, was so frightened when he saw the blood and brain matter intertwined that he collapsed to the ground and screamed in a trembling voice:

"Mr. Killian, what's going on?"

"How come they were really beaten to death? Didn't we agree to put on a good show?"

The noisy cheers all around suddenly quieted down.

Then a blond man wearing an expensive suit and with a slicked-back hair walked over from behind the crowd.

Aldrezzi Killian slowly leaned over, patted the bearded man on the shoulder, and said with a comforting smile:
"Trevor, don't be so nervous. The effect of this shoot is crucial to my next plan, so... these people are key props, so of course we have to use them seriously!"

"And you...as a professional actor, I think you should be able to convince yourself that everything you see is just acting, right?"

Trevor Slattery couldn't help but tremble slightly when he heard this.

He never imagined that this seemingly gentle man in front of him would actually call those living lives props, and he said it so naturally.

Trevor suddenly felt like he had been cheated and secretly groaned in his heart.

As expected, there is no such thing as a free lunch. Even if something does fall from the sky one day, it will definitely be a big trap...

As early as half a year ago.

Because the XD incident was exposed by the media, Trevor's originally thriving acting career instantly fell to the bottom.

The many problems that followed, such as liquidated damages, taxes, credit cards, loans, etc., became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

In order to escape a long prison sentence, Trevor began to hide his identity and wandered the streets of London.

Until about two months ago.

Aldrich Killian found him and not only promised to help him get out of jail, but also offered him a lucrative contract that was hard to refuse on the spot.

As for the content of the cooperation...he was required to play the role of the leader of a KB organization.

What else can Trevor do when he is desperate?
Of course I agreed out of gratitude!
So after two months of preliminary preparation, we finally had the first official start of filming today.

But who would have thought that this gentlemanly villain in front of him was actually serious?
Even though Trevor had already realized the severity of the problem, he had no way out and could only bite the bullet and try:
"Mr. Killian, I'm really a bit dizzy. How about letting me perform all the performances in the studio? Then, through post-production processing, I can also achieve the effect you want..."

The smile on Aldredge Killian's face gradually faded. He slowly stood up, looked down at Trevor and said:
"You must be aware that, apart from us [AIM], no one else would hire a drug addict like you to perform.

They won't spend a fortune on plastic surgery to help you escape the DEA, so you'd better cherish this hard-earned opportunity."

"If the show is successful, you will have everything you want for the rest of your life: money, women, marijuana... everything."

"But if you mess up, you'll probably end up like those pro-Americans who were just executed, left lying on the streets!"

Trevor curled up slightly out of fear, obviously smelling the breath of death from the other party's words.

So he had to force himself to be brave and said with a wry smile:

"Um... Mr. Killian, please rest assured. I can't say anything else, but I'm a professional when it comes to acting."

"Besides, I have already done enough homework. I will interpret the role of "Mandarin" with all my heart and shape him into a powerful existence that will terrify everyone!"

Upon hearing this, Aldrezzi Killian's expression softened slightly, and he nodded noncommittally, "I know you're a good actor, and that's why I chose you."

"But I still have to remind you that the reason I spent a lot of money on your plastic surgery is to show the world a face that a demon should have.

Just like the leaders of the KB organization who brought despair and fear to countless people!"

"There's nothing we can do. Ever since those aliens 'falling from the sky' and giant monsters leaping out of the sea have appeared one after another, simple threats are no longer enough to scare the people..."

Aldredge Killian stretched out his hand and gestured for invitation, then said something lightly before turning and leaving.

"But you'd better get into character before all these people are killed."

Seeing this, Trevor rolled and crawled to his feet from the ground.

What is now in front of him is a multiple-choice question that directly concerns "life and death".

Fortunately, he quickly made his choice.

A hint of determination and ruthlessness flashed in Trevor's eyes.

Based on the principle of "I would rather die than let my friend die", he began to use all his life's knowledge to forcibly transform the bloody scene in front of him into a normal shooting scene.

"These are all fucking stand-ins, all prop blood plasma..."

Trevor got into the role in a second. As he slowly stood up, his face regained its previous cold and domineering look.

Then he repeated the previous process again.

[Choose the executioner] → [Speak the lines] → [Order the execution]

After three consecutive failures.

The blood and killing seemed to have successfully numbed Trevor's senses.

He finally overcame his fear of blood and nervousness and found the performance state that he was best at.

So this time, the entire filming process was shot in one take.

Even when the performance was in full swing, Trevor, who was completely in character, picked up an AK and pulled the trigger at a pro-American militant.

This scene was full of huge contrast, and even Oldrechi Killian, who was standing by, was amazed.

See? This is called professionalism!
Ugh... After completing all the filming tasks, Trevor's tense mood finally relaxed a little.

At this moment, his stomach began to contract and spasm violently, and then a feeling of ups and downs rushed to his head, making him feel dizzy.

Trevor had to lie on the ground and vomit violently.

Damn, he can’t be handsome for more than three seconds?
At this time, a bald man chewing gum walked up from the back of the crowd with a slovenly gait and reported to Aldrezzi Killian:

"Boss, news just came from [Afghan] that the mission has failed."

"The operation we planned in Kandahar was disrupted by the War Machine operating in the area, so we were unable to blow up the passing US military convoy and kidnap the target person."

"A bunch of useless trash!"

Aldrezzi Killian became furious upon hearing this, and strands of orange-yellow light suddenly appeared under his skin exposed to the air.

It was as if flames were burning in his body, and even the temperature around him rose by several degrees.

Fortunately, he quickly regained his composure.

The high temperature originating from the [Desperate Virus] also subsided.

"Boss, don't get excited..."

The bald man smiled and said, "Although this mission failed, it's not a complete failure."

"Our hidden filming crew, using the company's data analyzer, accidentally intercepted some of the signals and data codes transmitted by the War Machine."

"I think the value of this data is far more important than the success or failure of an attack."

"At least this provides us with a new direction to take down... no, to kill Iron Man!"

"Well, this is indeed good news..."

A look of surprise crossed Aldrechi Killian's face. After a moment's thought, he ordered, "Eric, have them immediately upload the relevant data to the company's cloud for analysis and decryption."

"As for Kandahar... the follow-up plan will be implemented ahead of schedule. Let those KB members continue to launch attacks under the banner of the Ten Rings Gang to attract the attention of the War Machine."

"Then we'll take the opportunity to use those unstable Phase II test subjects to attack the air force base here!"

"But remember to remind our people over there not to reveal their true identity."

"Until the character I created has gained a certain degree of fame, I absolutely cannot allow anyone to link the Ten Rings Gang with AIM... So, no matter who it is, please be cautious."

Speaking of which.

Aldredge Killian turned his gaze back to Trevor and smiled grimly, "You performed well today. I'll have the videotape delivered to your room when we return to the base."

"Take some time to watch it a couple more times and remember the feeling you had before."

"I believe it won't be long before you have the opportunity to have a face-to-face dialogue with the President of the United States!"

…………

……

[Ten Rings Gang] In a secret base somewhere.

Trevor, who was originally a little nervous, depressed, and afraid, was immediately overjoyed after seeing the three-piece celebration package carefully prepared for him by Aldredge Killian - "champagne, beauty, and D/products".

Just throw away the little remaining conscience and fear in your heart.

Life is short, what could make people feel happier than enjoying life while they can?

So, before officially starting, Trevor had a lot of sex with two fair-skinned and beautiful prostitutes, then had a satisfying battle, and then got up alone and had another lot of sex.

Comrade Trevor, who loves his job and is dedicated to his work, took the initiative to turn on the TV and watch the day's video again.

At this moment, his mind was in an extremely excited state, and he was able to ignore the bloody and cruel scenes in the picture.

He focused all his attention on himself and tried to find flaws in his acting from the demo.

Just so that he can better interpret the important character he plays during the next filming.

Faced with the dual temptations and threats of profit and death.

Even if Trevor knew that his current behavior was aiding and abetting evil, what could he do?

Boycott?

protest?

Or call 911 directly?

Please, it’s better for others to die than for yourself!
Besides, as long as you successfully complete the performance assigned by Oldredge Killian, you can easily get everything you want. Isn’t that awesome?
Now, Trevor finally understood everything.

Anyway, even if he did nothing, he would still be arrested by the Narcotics Administration and brought to court after returning to London, and then he would have to spend the rest of his life in prison.

It would be better to seize this opportunity now.

Win yourself a more colorful second half of life, and satisfy your desire to be the boss at the same time!

After all... wealth and honor are achieved through risk.

Trevor no longer cares about the adverse impact his performance will have and how many people will die as a result.

Anyway, I’m not a real “Mandalin”!
I'm just an imposter.

The person who really makes decisions and gives orders is Boss Aldredge Killian!

and so……

If someone really wants to settle the score, then go find him.

however.

Just as Trevor was enjoying his wonderful performance during the day.

A creepy and weird scene suddenly happened.

The picture on the TV seemed to be stuck and suddenly stopped strangely.

Followed by.

The Trevor in the still picture actually turned his head slowly, looked at the Trevor outside the TV, and said with a strange grin:
"Trevor, it's time to make a change and turn your destiny around!!"

PS: Warm (seeking) Xin (life) tips (desire) show:

The "Mandalin" and the "Ten Rings" mentioned in this article are both fictional characters created by Aldredge Killian.

Used to cover up the illegal activities of [AIM Group (Pioneer Technology)] secretly using the [Extremis Virus].

It has nothing to do with Xu Wenwu and Zheng Zu in "Shang-Chi and the Ten Rings", and the above two people will definitely not appear in subsequent plots.

(End of this chapter)