I'm a professional villain actor; my fans are begging me not to kill them.

After the fan meeting, the crew was supposed to start filming, but Fu Ziang was surrounded by fans who seemed to have endless things to say to him. Fu Ziang asked a few questions, and Bai Ye even heard some people crying in the crowd. The scene was chaotic.

Absolutely amazing!

As expected, a simple act of concern for fans can move them to tears.

Fu Ziang was busy taking photos and getting autographs.

It was time for the film crew to start shooting. Bai Ye had finished her makeup, but Fu Ziang still hadn't arrived. A group of people were waiting for him there.

Chen Xiangbei urged him several times before Fu Ziang finally arrived.

"Let's change our makeup."

Bai Ye was also learning for the first time that idol makeup and filming makeup are different. One set of makeup is used to meet fans, and another set is used for filming.

The actors have been waiting forever, and the fans are suffering even more.

Some fans came from out of town, rushed over early in the morning, arrived at the film set at noon, and are still waiting outside.

After waiting for two and a half hours, they were finally notified that they could enter the waiting area to watch the film shoot. Their professional equipment was confiscated and they were checked before being allowed in.

Even so, many people let out excited screams.

Bai Ye couldn't understand it, but was deeply shocked.

With that kind of drive, what can't you succeed at? Why did you have to come visit the set?

The main show begins.

This scene depicts Bai Ye, as the young warlord, condoning his soldiers' persecution of civilians, and Fu Zi'ang coming out to save them.

Zhou Guangming makes a dashing entrance, aiming to save the people persecuted by warlords.

"Stop! You dog of a warlord!"

The fans were so excited they almost jumped for joy; he was just too cool!

Zhou Guangming rode on the "horse" prepared by the props team and galloped forward with the help of the stagehands.

"Giddy up! Giddy up! Giddy up!" Zhou Guangming waved his whip and spurred his horse to gallop.

Any bowed head is unbearable to look at.

A perfectly good horse-riding scene was turned into a fake horse-riding scene by having Zhou Guangming perform it, yet the fans were all incredibly excited.

Bai Ye was stunned. No wonder those TV dramas and movies only filmed close-ups of horse riding scenes, so you couldn't even see the horse's legs. It was all fake! Amazing.

Zhou Guangming swiftly dismounted and charged into the warlord's ranks, empty-handed.

"You bastard, let go of these innocent people! Come at me if you have a problem!" Fu Zi'ang shouted righteously.

Zhang Ziqian stood at the rear of the army, elegant and composed in his long robe. He chuckled softly, his hands behind his back, "Heroes, ah, I love looking at heroes the most. Kill him, make him into a specimen, and hang it in my study."

His laughter was like a gentle breeze, yet he uttered words that sent chills down one's spine.

Zhou Guangming flew into a rage, glaring at Zhang Ziqian, "You dog warlord!"

As he spoke, he went on a killing spree in the crowd, easily knocking down soldiers one by one, and charged toward Zhang Ziqian.

His action scenes are absolutely terrible to anyone else; his movements are stiff and his moves are like child's play. But fans love it. Every time Fu Ziang defeats someone, the audience gets excited.

Zhou Guangming charged into the crowd, and the soldiers, no longer bothering with the civilians, surrounded and attacked him.

Seeing that someone had come to their rescue, the people took the opportunity to flee. Of course, they did not forget to thank Zhou Guangming as they ran away.

In the distance, a woman even kowtowed to a child.

As Zhou Guangming fought the enemy, he turned back to look at the civilians and said, "No need to thank me, hurry up and run for your lives, don't come back."

He firmly believed that even in chaotic times, there would still be good people, and the gratitude shown by the people he had saved was the best proof of that.

The world is in chaos, but people's hearts are not. Heroes are saving lives, and the people are expressing their gratitude. There is still hope.

With the common people all gone, Zhou Guangming had no more scruples and unleashed his power, killing many people before charging straight at Zhang Ziqian.

Zhang Ziqian, who was watching the commotion from behind, not only didn't run away, but laughed even more happily, as if he had seen something amusing. He stood there watching how Zhou Guangming fought his way out of the encirclement and into his presence.

His subordinate died? It doesn't matter.

Zhou Guangming wants to come and kill us? So what?

In his eyes, life was as insignificant as grass.

Zhang Ziqian has a gentle smile, but he exudes an aura that keeps strangers at bay, making people feel physically uncomfortable, which is a stark contrast to his smile.

Finally, Zhou Guangming unleashed a barrage of punches at Zhang Ziqian, his eyes wide with fury as he slammed his fist into Zhang Ziqian, yelling, "You dog warlord! Prepare to die!"

boom!

Zhou Guangming's fist was blocked. According to the plot, Zhang Ziqian, the young marshal, is a thorn in the side of countless people. Countless people want to kill him as soon as possible. If he wants to save his life, he has to be capable of something and at least not be killed instantly.

Zhang Ziqian grabbed Zhou Guangming's fist with his left hand, and with his right hand in a claw shape, he pushed Zhou Guangming's chest with a palm strike.

"puff!"

Zhou Guangming let out a muffled groan, then took a step back, looking at Zhang Ziqian in disbelief. "You actually know kung fu?"

Zhang Ziqian smiled slightly, "Surprised? Unexpected?"

"You dog warlord!" Zhou Guangming roared in anger and charged forward again, punching Zhang Ziqian several times in the stomach and face.

Bai Ye clutched his stomach, his face pale. He could clearly feel that Fu Ziang was deliberately hitting him hard, each punch heavier than the last.

Damn it!

If you are unjust, don't blame me for being unjust!

Bai Ye's eyes were fierce as he looked up at Fu Ziang and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Fu Ziang, who was baring his teeth and brandishing his claws, felt a chill and subconsciously slowed down his movements.

Bai Ye charged forward, activating the full power of the [Sinful Aura], and unleashed the [Black Dragon Eighteen Hands].

He rushed in front of Fu Ziang, grabbed his arm, and with a powerful thrust of his right shoulder, pushed Fu Ziang right into the chest, sending him flying.

Of course, Bai Ye had reduced her strength considerably, so it only hurt a little at most.

"Ah!" Fu Ziang suddenly let out a scream, a very loud one, like a pig being slaughtered.

Bai Ye was startled. "Holy crap, are you slaughtering a pig? Why are you yelling so loudly?"

Chen Xiangbei quickly called for a halt.

"Fu Zi'ang, are you alright?"

Fu Ziang clutched his chest, looking breathless. After a long while, he finally stood up, rubbing his chest vigorously with his right hand. "It's okay, Director, let's continue."

"Would you like to take a break?"

Fu Ziang glanced at the worried fans and said passionately, "No need, everyone came to see me act. I can't let them down. Come on, I can still film."

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Wow, this is a pro.

Sure enough, before Fu Ziang could finish speaking, the fans started to get excited.

Ranhu Fu Ziang lifted his shirt and pulled it up to his chest, revealing his skinny body, which was indeed red.

Bai Ye silently gave a thumbs up. Awesome, is this what it means to manipulate fans? I've learned something new.

Fans were heartbroken.

"Keep it up, Fu Ziang!"

"Waaaaah, my brother is so dedicated!"

"Who is this guy? He's so mean, beating Zi'ang up like this!"

"That's outrageous!"