It is said that because Li Hyuk is a Chinese actor, some Asians who are mixed up in Hollywood can also participate. An Asian's father cannot be a white man, unless he is adopted, but this probability is not very high.
The Chinese have always been at the bottom of the contempt chain in North America. Just like Li Hyuk became the leading actor, several white and black actors were very dissatisfied with Li Hyuk. They were all at the bottom of Hollywood, and Li Hyuk suddenly became the leading role. These people
Feeling unhappy, I decided to teach Li He a lesson and tell this Chinese man that Hollywood is not that easy to mess around with.
The security situation in North America is very bad, and only the security situation in wealthy areas is better. "Crackling Drummer" was filmed in a small town near Los Angeles. The rent for the filming location here is cheap. The only problem is that the crew does not provide a place to live.
Li He had rented a house in a wealthy area before coming here for safety reasons.
However, it is a long journey to the middle of the wealthy area, and some areas are still very dangerous. Li Hyuk did not obtain a driver's license from North America. Usually, the crew car picks him up and drops him off, but something happened to the car that sent Li Hyuk off today.
Sending Li He back, Li He did not doubt that he was there and planned to walk back.
It can be said that there are demons dancing wildly along the way. In the corners that are not exposed to light, evil is breeding. In the dark alleys between buildings, it seems that Satan from hell is waiting. Li He was alert, something seemed to be wrong, and he rejected many things along the way.
With the entanglement of bones and skin, Li Hyuk put on a hat to make himself as inconspicuous as possible.
Li He is not afraid of fighting, but he is afraid of people carrying guns. There are so many guns in North America, and if he is shot, his death will not be worth it.
"Come to the rich area. There is a police box there. It will be safe when you get there." Li He quickened his pace, intending to quickly pass through the area.
Unfortunately, Li He was stopped anyway. A tall black man with a gun hidden in his clothes, followed by three men who looked like younger men, blocked Li He's way.
"Hey! Yellow-skinned boy, if you don't want to get shot, go to the alley next to me." said the tall black man.
Li He raised his hand. The police box was more than 100 meters away. The police could definitely hear the black man firing. But Li He definitely didn't want to be shot, so he raised his hand and said: "Hey, man, don't get excited. Shooting is not good for you or me."
Things, you and I don’t want to attract the police here, do we?”
The big black man said disdainfully: "You timid yellow-skinned monkey, stop talking nonsense and come in quickly."
Li He rolled his eyes: "Are you asking for money? I can give you money."
"No, no, no, I just don't like you and want to teach you a lesson. I heard that you look down on us and call us niggas," said the big black man.
Here, calling a black man a nigger means that you two are fighting to the death. The fragile glass heart of a black man cannot bear this stimulation. What if a black man with no brains shoots you to death?
Li He has learned about some situations in North America before, and he can be sure that these words are definitely not what he said. Someone must be adding fuel to the fire. The crew, James, Durant, Irving and others all dislike him. It must be some of them.
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With a roll of his eyes, Li He thought: "Hey, man, I don't know who you heard this from, but I will never say such things. Do you know China?"
Most of the people at the bottom of North America are ignorant and have little knowledge. Even Canada next door knows very little, let alone the Eastern countries far across the Pacific.
The big black man shook his head: "I don't know, you can't avoid this lesson no matter what you want to say."
We can't let them push me into an alley, Li He thought. While thinking about countermeasures, he said: "Man, since you don't know, do you know Kung Fu?"
"Kung Fu, you mean Bruce Lee?" The black man frowned.
Li He was secretly happy that there was something going on, and he put on the look of a worldly master: "Yes, it's Bruce Lee. I'm dissatisfied with you saying that I am Bruce Lee's successor and I know kung fu."
"Oh! Cool..." The black man was simple-minded. Li He changed the subject and had forgotten the original purpose: "Then can you show us two moves?"
Li He thought to himself that the martial arts routines he learned from his martial arts master could still be used in this way, and said: "No problem..."
He made a starting gesture and made two random moves, causing the four black men surrounding Li He to cheer.
"Man, you're so cool, this move is so cool!"
"Yes, it seems that Kung Fu is indeed very powerful."
"Man, are you accepting apprentices? I heard that in Chinatown, you have to call yourself a master to become an apprentice."
Seeing that he had fooled the four black men, Li He breathed a sigh of relief, cupped his hands and said, "You're welcome..."
This movement also attracted the attention of the people around him, and by the way the police were called. Seeing the police coming, Li He motioned to the black man to put away his gun. Sometimes the police are more dangerous than these street gangsters.
"Man, if you want to become a disciple, come to Sheldon Middle School to find me the day after tomorrow. I can teach you two moves, but the prerequisite is that you must identify the person who targeted me." Li He said.
"No problem..." The big black man showed his big white teeth, thinking about how he would dominate this neighborhood after learning kung fu, and then lead the club into Wanjianzui to rule the underground world.
"Man, the police are here, you should leave quickly!" Li He patted the big black man on the shoulder.
Although black people have no brains, they are still afraid of the police, so they dispersed. Before leaving, they did not forget to tell Li He that they would definitely go back to Sheldon Middle School the day after tomorrow.
When the police came, the black man was gone. One of the policemen already knew Li He and said hello: "Tom, what happened?"
"It's okay, John, have you had dinner?"
With a greeting with Chinese characteristics, John replied: "I've already eaten. It's not safe to be out so late. Why is there no car to take you today?"
"The driver had something to do temporarily, so I walked back by myself." Li He followed the police towards the wealthy area.
"So you didn't encounter any trouble along the way?" John asked. He received a large sum of money and was responsible for protecting Li He's safety in this community. If something happened to Li He, he wouldn't be able to get away with it.
Li He shook his head and said: "It's okay, it's safe..."
John nodded: "Okay, go to bed early and call me if you need anything."
"Thanks, man..."
Back at the rented house, Li Hyuk breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't expect that just starring in a small movie would almost put his life in danger. He had a gun in his hand. What if he fired on impulse?
Fortunately, he was looking for a brainless black man. What he was most afraid of was that he had brains and was still green, so he was able to escape. This matter must not be left alone, otherwise the consequences would be endless, but what if a white man targeted him?
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Li He thought about his advantage. For North America, he was a foreigner. A foreigner was threatened with a gun in North America. Other countries didn't know about it, but the ancient Eastern country would definitely not ignore it.
Thinking of this, Li He made a phone call to the embassy of the ancient Eastern country and explained the whole matter. The embassy staff immediately promised that they would communicate with the Los Angeles City Government to resolve the issue.