Top Star Lee Kun-Woo

“Today's the last day of filming with the commander. Now you'll only see it when it's official."

“Huh? Is that what this is about? ”

“That's the only reason! ”

Rock sticks. The other actors who see him nod. A gunny smile came out. It was funny that it made me so uneasy.

“The commander seems to be busy... There's not much to talk about now. ”

“That's right! Ugh, we barely know each other... So that's why today... Ugh!" ”

“David's right. ”

Julia replies in David's words. Van Stadem interrupts you as Julia speaks. Actors, including Van Stadem, were still blocking Julia's approach very well. Julia was now taking it very naturally. Rather, I hesitated on my own when I didn't hang up like this.

Anyway, I was very comfortable because I didn't have to answer to Julia.

I thought I needed a solution that would settle the mood.

“We can meet in private. If you come to Korea, I'll treat you handsomely. ”

“Oh!”

“Good!”

“I want to go!”

Rock, Van Stadem, and Julie's expression lit up sharply. Other actors were the same.

“So let's get this done today. ”

Gun Woo's words dramatically boosted everyone's morale. Gun Woo didn't add any words, but after finishing well today, rumors began to spread that he would invite me to Korea to spend time with him.

A late notice of Gunu tried to stop him, but it was too late.

“Oh! Here we go! Korea!”

“Well, that should be fun. ”

Rock and Van Stadem are already as energetic as when they were. Now it was a problem because I was too energetic.

Julia has already taken out her phone and searched for Korea. Although I still have a lot of interest in Gun Woo, I have become very close to other actors and was just a family atmosphere.

I shook my head and prepared to shoot.

As the camera turned, Gunn was more immersed in John Lee Payne than ever before. I felt exceptionally good today and much better in health.

‘I'm sure he can live with that. ’

During the shooting, actors who accepted Gun Woo's energy had grown to moderately tolerate Gun Woo's smoke. At first, I acted with Gun Woo, but now I have developed big enough to show my own colors.

Actors have also shown excellent performance in this work, but you will hear that they are acting actors from the next work.

There was so much they could learn from Gunu that they could feel themselves. It was one of the reasons I wanted to spend more time with Gunwoo.

Even the stunt team is not so tough now that they can't get hurt. Actions actually hit me a lot, but I rushed for more, and the action god was coming out really well.

Camera rolls, John Lee Payne himself, just as the gunning camera rolls. On off to flow was made naturally. It was an important accomplishment of this shoot.

John…….

I heard my wife's voice. John wakes up. I think I lost consciousness for a while from the explosion. It was a clean hotel.

A heavily armed special agent covers him. It was a shield that protected the body before the explosion. You remove the body to the side and stand up staggering. The aftermath of the explosion seems to have forced you through the wall and into the restroom here. There was water rising from all over the half bathroom.

He knew he was running towards the end of the fight. John looks at the broken mirror and wipes the blood off his face. I straightened out my messed up head and clothes.

Went out through the cracked wall into the hallway. The smoky corridor was surprisingly clean. Classical music flows through the speakers.

The sound of shoes touching the floor did not sound bad. The sound that was spreading was like listening to a song.

“Ugh... Ugh... ”

You see armed forces staggering.

Bang!

John shoots a pistol at his head without even looking at him.

You see John's fallen troops walking forward. After exiting the corridor, a wide hall emerges. Unlike the blinking hallway, the hall was bright.

There was a dining table in the hall.

Someone was sitting at the table, dressed in a black suit just like John. John knew very well who he was.

“John.”

“Vincent.”

We called out each other's names.

Vincent gestures as if to sit down. John sat down. Above the colorful plate was a burger wrapped around a brand that everyone knew wouldn't fit in. There were also luxurious knives and forks.

Vincent stops speaking.

“Lift.”

“Hmm."

“Lord……. ”

Vincent chants his prayers. John waited for him to memorize it all.

“I thought you said you believed in Buddhism. ”

“I moved it. I had to meet the Pope. ”

“I see.”

John and Vincent ate a hamburger with both hands, without knives and forks.

John is afraid to eat a hamburger. John nods, admiring the taste of hamburgers.

“You know better. Burgers are delicious. ”

“John, how long did it take you to get here? ”

“About 12 hours. ”

“You haven't had time to eat. ”

John nods, looking up at the burger. They were not at all suited to luxury.

Vincent gracefully wipes his hands with a handkerchief. John, by comparison, just wiped the tablecloth and stood up. In Vincent's hand is a pistol John has never seen before.

“Are you new?”

“Of course. John, this is not the time you think it is. ”

“I think so. ”

John takes off the suit for a moment, then unwinds. Then the bullet in the suit falls out of its shell. Vincent looks at it and shakes his head.

Vincent sets his gun down on the table and takes two steps aside.

“How's the classics? ”

“Good.”

John nods. The rifle you were holding on your shoulder is placed on the dining table. You place the revolver next to the revolver you were holding at your waist. Then he released two grenades and a belt with magazines. He also removed the small pistol hidden inside the sleeve of his shirt and placed it there.

The last time I put the axe up, Vincent shakes his head in boredom.

“That's... old-fashioned. ”

Vincent says so, smiling his white teeth out. John smiles as he dodges and picks up the knife that was on the table. It was not suitable for fighting with a dinner knife, but they didn't care about it.

John and Vincent walk beside each other, gazing at each other.

Before you begin, Vincent lays down the white flower that was lodged in his chest.

“I'm sorry about your wife. John.”

“Yes."

John nods. Vincent takes a moment to offer his condolences and raises his knife. It was a typical pose used by Special Forces personnel. John is in position. John felt a little more relaxed than Vincent.

Their faces were frozen cold. That way, Vincent looks at each other and moves first.

Whee!

Vincent's knife aiming for the neck. John steps back slightly and avoids it. Vincent wields his knife very neatly and quickly.

Tsk, tsk!

John's knife began to move as well. The power struggle continues as you block Vincent's knife. Knives and knives clash to make a creepy sound. But strangely, it was in harmony with the sound of music flowing.

Several workshops were held in a snap. Only one piece of paper avoided each other's mortal wounds. The workshop was getting tougher just by looking at it, even though it was glamorous.

Blood splits, but I can't even moan. I even had to save time.

The velocity was accelerating. Flowing sweat splashes down with the blood. John's knife moves his hand from his hand. I couldn't keep up with my eyes so fast. Unlike Vincent, it felt unique and glamorous.

The moment Vincent's knife stabbed John in the shoulder, John's knife dug a crevice into his chest.

“Ugh!”

It was a moment of relief for Vincent.

Deep, deep, deep, deep, deep.

The knife moves in succession, stabbing Vincent's main and critical tendons in an instant. John turns around and sticks a knife in his neck. Vincent sits on the floor vomiting blood and John staggers back.

Vincent chuckles as he vomits blood again. John looks down and turns away, not saying a word.

At that moment, the sound of music flowing in the hall ended.

The siren rings.

John disappears into the darkness. Vincent Shawn thought there was no man better suited to the Darkness than John Lee Payne. That's what they look like when they only look for something bright on that subject.

His gaze grows dimmer and darker.

Vincent catches the grenade rolling from the smashed table.

At that moment, a heavily armed force enters the hall.

Vincent's eyes strangely think they're like worms digging into the flames.

Yeah, it's not dark now.

Vincent thought John was like a flame for the first time.

A heavily armed group approaches him. Vincent raises his head. And I pulled out the safety pin on the grenade.

“Grenade!”

“Move!”

A grenade falls from your helpless hand. The grenade rolls to the white flower on the floor.

“I like the old-fashioned way. ”

A grenade explodes.

“Great! Okay! ”

Jack's OK sign drops, but he doesn't wake up. Rock's expression still lingers. It's because he was so immersed in his sense of reality that even when he took his last picture of God, he felt so distant from reality. It was one of the symptoms of gunpowder and smoke, but today it was quite toxic.

Gunu approaches and reaches out to Rock. He gets up, holding Gunu's hand.

Oh, man!

Jack clapped twice. Then all the actors and staff looked at him.

“You've all done well. Thank you so much for following me on such short notice. Now we hope you enjoy a honey-flavoured vacation. ”

“Wow!"

Everyone cheered and clapped. The fatigue that was all piled up in the filming was not only for a while. Late work remained, but all staff were given a week's leave.

He approaches Jack.

“Well done, Jack. ”

“Haha, you'll have to work harder in the future. Let's give it a try."

“Yes.”

You nod, smiling. Gun now approaches the staff who can't see his face and casually talks to them. Then I approached the actors, and the actors were sitting down and watching something together.

It was surrounded by Julia.

“I think we should go to a group here! ”

“Seoul is bigger than I thought. ”

“That's all I need to get to the commander's house. ”

I tried to talk him down. Julia and the other actors were seriously planning a trip to Korea.

‘Finally, the shoot is over. ’

I had a lot to do. There were some things that came up while filming, but I had to go through them with Jack to get into the work. Several songs were scheduled to be recorded by direct players.

Rock waves to Gun Woo as Gun Woo sets his mind on what to do next.

“Commander! I can see there's a Marine camp! ”

“Well, that's going to be good training. ”

Van Stadem nods at Rock's words and looks at Gun Woo. I barely looked away from the two sparkling eyes.

The leader hesitates and approaches.

“Me, should I go? ”

“Oh! Leader! You're like a man!”

Rock likes to bend the leader's neck with his arms.

I ducked as soon as the gunning leader caught my eye. I didn't want to go even if I gave him a million.

“Marines! Let's go! ”

“Let's go to Korea! ”

I heard the voices of actors.

Gunning Rock, Van Stadem, and other actors were going to remain silent until the addiction to training disappeared. I also had to consider running away.

Anyway, that was the end of the second film.

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