Supremely Talented Tyrant

"Fuck!"

After seeing Liu Yufan's swollen and bruised face, everyone was shocked and took a step back as if avoiding a snake, also frightened by Liu Yufan's current hideous state.

Liu Yufan's entire face was swollen, with multiple bruises, now a patchwork of blue and white.

They had no idea how Liu Yufan's face had suddenly turned into such a state.

"With the way I look now, how can I still film?"

Liu Yufan had the urge to kill someone, having been beaten four times in a row by an extra during filming, and now his face was disfigured—what a shit crew this was! What kind of people were they hiring?

"Why did you go so hard?" the director asked, stunned, turning to Hao Jian.

But inside, he felt an incredible sense of satisfaction, wanting to laugh but not daring to; he could only pretend to scold Hao Jian.

"This has nothing to do with me, I barely put any strength into it just now, and even if I really did, he couldn't possibly have swollen up like a pig so quickly, right? He must be having an allergic reaction," Hao Jian said, shamelessly denying responsibility.

Liu Yufan's disfigurement was due to Hao Jian's "Disfiguring Kick"—as the name suggests, the kick completely disfigured the recipient's face.

It was a unique technique Hao Jian developed, mixing Martial Arts with medical knowledge, where he enveloped his limbs with Dark Energy. When striking, this energy rapidly stimulated the opponent's facial muscles, infiltrating the skin and mucous membranes, causing inflammation, congestion, and swelling.

Hao Jian had combined Martial Arts and medical knowledge to create this technique and had not yet tested it; he hadn't expected it to be effective today.
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Listening to this, the crowd also found it reasonable and nodded in agreement.

Normally, swelling from an injury would start to appear in five to ten minutes at the earliest, but an allergic reaction was different—it could happen immediately, and they all bought into Hao Jian's explanation.

"Take Young Master Liu away to rest, we're not going to shoot today. Let's continue tomorrow," the director sighed. With Liu Yufan in this state, they couldn't continue filming.

Although they couldn't film, he still felt pretty good about it internally.

But there was one person who couldn't accept Hao Jian's explanation, and that was Liu Yufan!

"Film your mother's head!" Liu Yufan snarled. He had been beaten to such an extent, so why the hell should he continue filming? If he continued, he might as well give up his life:

"I've seen through your game—you hold a grudge because I used to be above you, so you conspired with the whole crew to mess with me, right? And you dared to hire some trash actors to beat me up. I'm telling you, I'm not going to let this go—you just wait for my lawyer's letter!"

Liu Yufan had already concluded that it was the director trying to sabotage him; otherwise, how could he have been attacked repeatedly? And despite being beaten to such a state, the director actually believed the words of a mere extra over him, which clearly indicated a deliberate cover-up!

With these words, everyone was shocked, and the extras all stared angrily at Liu Yufan.

They might be extras, but they were a group of young people with aspirations, hoping to become big stars one day through their hard work. Liu Yufan called them trash actors, insulting their self-respect.

And those extras who had been sent away by Liu Yufan earlier wanted nothing more than to beat him up upon hearing these words.

"Liu Yufan, what the hell are you raving about! With you being beaten like this, the shoot will be delayed, what good does that do us? If you don't want to perform this scene, just say it frankly, don't make up excuses to frame me!"

The director was also furious, as Liu Yufan thought the director was trying to retaliate against him, but the director believed it was Liu Yufan who was deliberately picking quarrels.

Since Liu Yufan had arrived, he had been nothing but troublesome and dissatisfied, either complaining about the script and demanding a rewrite or criticizing the makeup artist for not being able to produce the effect he wanted.

Now that shooting had finally started, he began to cause trouble again, and the director was also losing his patience.

At this moment, Heigui truly admired Hao Jian to the extent of prostrating himself in awe, for striking so openly and yet being able to remain uninvolved, letting Liu Yufan and the director fight like dogs. This tactic was brilliant!

"I can't take this anymore!"

Hao Jian suddenly let out a shout and swung the Wolf Fang Club at Liu Yufan's head, only to hear a 'bang' as the club broke on impact.

But no matter what, the club was made of wood, and with Hao Jian's full swing, it still caused Liu Yufan's head to jolt violently and form a third large lump!

"You dare hit me?" Liu Yufan glared at Hao Jian, grinding his teeth. Had he just been hit by an extra?

"So what if I hit you? Aren't extras human too? If a film doesn't have extras, how can the lead actors stand out as exceptional? Didn't you start out as an extra and work your way up to where you are now?" Hao Jian indignantly said:

"Brothers, let's teach this ungrateful jerk a lesson today and show him that we extras won't be bullied!"

Hao Jian maliciously instigated the extras, who were already dissatisfied with Liu Yufan. Upon hearing this, they became even more agitated and all rushed to beat up Liu Yufan.

"Hit him! Hit him!"

Heigui also charged in with great enthusiasm, but this time he was holding an iron rod as he rushed forward!

"Director, there really is an iron rod over there?" the assistant director exclaimed, pointing at Heigui.

"What?" The director was dumbfounded. Could it be that what Liu Yufan said was true?

But Heigui had already charged into the crowd, picking up an iron rod and beating Liu Yufan mercilessly, causing him to burst into tears and cries for his parents.

It took a while before the security personnel managed to pull the actors away, leaving Liu Yufan crying bitterly.

"Fuck your mothers, wah wah wah. Fuck your mothers!"

Liu Yufan was inconsolable as he cried and accused everyone around him. Having been beaten up like this, he estimated that it would be at least half a year before he could appear in public again.

The director, however, directly confronted Heigui, yanking off his fake beard and scolding him, "Who on earth are you? Why are you hitting Liu Yufan?"

"It was you?"

Liu Yufan instantly understood that it was this person who had intentionally struck him out of revenge!

"Young Master Liu, do you know him?" the director asked, frowning.

"He harassed me backstage just now, and he has an accomplice! Where's that bearded guy who hit me earlier? Tear off his beard, I want to see if he's an accomplice of this guy!"

Liu Yufan was seething with fury; could it be that all these incidents were caused by these two scoundrels?