I Was Mistaken as a Monstrous Genius Actor - Chapter 182
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[“Ability beyond basic spec is detected. Learn ‘martial arts’ first.”]
A woman’s voice spread through the endlessly dark subspace.
Martial Arts.
okay? Martial Arts? The corners of Kang Woo-jin’s mouth go up. Because it’s the moment when the sub-space presents some ability again. In fact, Woojin also thought about it while reading the script for ‘Beneficial Evil’. ‘Does this have a lot of action scenes?’ of the like. So, there were reasonable expectations.
Can you learn something like an action?
But I wasn’t sure. In episode 1 or 2 of ‘Beneficial Evil’, the male lead’s skill to subdue the opponent, self-defense, martial arts, or violence is enough to widen your eyes.
‘The past is unclear.’
In the first or second episode of ‘Beneficial Evil’, the male lead’s past was not clearly expressed. I don’t know if an explanation will be added as the anger goes on, but there was none in the beginning. So there was no specific description of the technique he used. Showing a little bit of circumlocution. That is, less certainty than languages or vocals or cuisine.
Well, since you have everything of the character in the work, your martial arts movement will be imprinted, right? It was the Woojin I wanted.
However, it teaches the martial arts itself, not the movement line.
Kang Woo-jin raised his thumb for the ability of sub-space. He spoke to a woman with a robotic voice who couldn’t answer.
“I don’t know what it is, but thank you for martial arts.”
As if answering, the female voice spread throughout the subspace.
[“Preparing for the ‘Martial Arts’ reading…”]
[“······Ready. Start reading ‘Martial Arts’.”]
Soon, a huge gray engulfed Kang Woo-jin, who was standing there. I’ve already experienced it several times, but at this moment, it was Woojin who couldn’t adapt. A world where everything changes from black to gray in an instant, the cool temperature, and the feeling of a hot stomach.
but.
“oh. what.”
This time, Kang Woo-jin was not floating in a gray space.
-Sue.
I felt the floor. No, is the floor right? I don’t know. But what is certain is that Woojin’s feet are standing on this eerie gray. It could support its weight and could even walk.
Soon, Kang Woo-jin scans the space where everything is gray.
“·······”
It’s still. Nothing happens. Woojin tilted his head slightly while bowing his head. Hand sweeping the gray floor. I mean, it was weird. It was obviously just gray, but the feeling of touching it was like pushing fine soil.
It was then.
-Sue.
The wind brushes very briefly on Kang Woo-jin’s bent cheek. pretending to be popular. He slowly raised his head, feeling goose bumps on his forearms.
“Oops, Mr. It’s a surprise.”
Someone is standing about five steps ahead.
no. someone? Can someone describe that? Woojin flinched slightly as he saw the shape in front of him. The reason was simple. The one standing in front is just a form disguised as a human silhouette. He was almost the same height and size as Kang Woo-jin. However, unlike Woojin, there was only one color.
Black color.
All black from head to toe. shadow? Yes, it was safe to say that it was a shadow. It seems as if Kang Woo-jin’s shadow is standing in front of him. Thanks to this, Woojin raises his right arm just in case. If you follow me, it’s a real shadow. but.
“… it’s not.”
The shadow did not move. what? By the time Woo-jin’s body was full of tension.
“uh?”
Suddenly, Woojin’s body, which had hardened slightly, moved freely. An anti-compulsory feeling. It’s like when you lead (experience) a role. Kang Woo-jin slowly approached the shadow standing still, and stretched out her fist on her black face with no expression visible.
but.
-hook!
The shadow did not tolerate Kang Woo-jin’s fist. I grabbed his fist and dragged him, and before the recoil was over, I grabbed Woojin’s neck and strangled him. Kang Woo-jin fell face down on the gray floor in an instant. He has no pain or pain. But his actions are and his outlook has changed.
“······Eh?”
Kang Woo-jin’s body was scattered on the floor.
It’s all gray in all directions, so it’s hard to get confused whether he’s lying down or floating, but Woojin is definitely sprawling and looking up at the ceiling. what just happened? Kang Woo-jin, who can’t digest the whole situation right away because it’s such a short time. just blink your eyes At this moment, a shadow appears in Kang Woo-jin’s field of vision.
To be precise, it seems that the black shape is looking down at the fallen Woojin.
And then.
-Sue.
The black form slowly attaches itself to the lying Kang Woo-jin. It was seeping into him. Soon, Woojin could feel it.
“ah.”
Something was imprinted inside.
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Behind Kang Woo-jin.
-[9/Script (Title: Beneficial Evil), S+ Grade]
He re-entered the world of ‘beneficial evil’ while holding on to the ‘martial arts’ obtained just before.
[“Preparing for reading ‘A: Jang Yeon-woo’…”]
[“······Ready. A script or scenario with a very high degree of completion. Implementation is 100%. Start reading.”]
It was the name of ‘Jang Yeon-woo’, ‘beneficial evil’.
The visible world and the weather have changed.
The sun is hot enough to make me sweat profusely. Kang Woo-jin is standing there. The sweltering heat felt on the forearms and head was clear. The sun is direct and dazzling.
In an instant, countless things are injected into Woo-jin.
Kang Woo-jin notices that there is a sweet taste in his mouth. He raised his right hand and pulled out the thing from his mouth. It was a pink lollipop. Is it strawberry flavor? Alas, yes. Woojin recognized that his head was full of thoughts of cigarettes.
“Tsk.”
want to avoid I want to smoke dirty. Such desires and annoyances flood Woo-jin’s mind. It was natural. Emotions, five senses, moods, and this world were forcibly injected into it. Yes, this is a different reality.
And Kang Woo-jin was ‘Jang Yeon-woo’.
Jang Yeon-woo was wearing a suit in this heat. It feels like a good fit, but there is no tie. Sweat drips from my shirt. sticky and unpleasant Woojin let out a long sigh.
“Ha- Summer, it looks like a dog.”
The tone of voice is moderately thick. ‘Jang Yeon-woo’ was not excessive. He doesn’t have anything that stands out. He had normal short hair and was of the same size. It’s a frown, but it’s a common expression. No, it looks rather hazy. It was ordinary.
just one.
A lot of things are contained in the eyes.
strangely deep It is menacing and dangerous. Woojin then scans the surroundings. It was in a fairly large apartment complex.
at that time.
– Doo doo doo!!
A yellow foreign car passes in front of Woo-jin, emitting an odd engine sound. No matter how annoying the noise was, it monopolized the attention of the people in the apartment. The place where the foreign car stopped is right next to the entrance to the underground parking lot. There was no place for parking.
“·······”
Kang Woo-jin, who was yawning, takes a look at the foreign car. In the meantime, an old security guard who looked benevolent even at a cursory glance found a foreign car while picking up trash.
“Huh. You shouldn’t drive over there.”
An old security guard moves in a foreign car. At the same time, the driver’s side door of the foreign car opened. There, a man in shorts and short sleeves that fit his body got off. Tattoos on all visible flesh of a bear-like body. Soon, he and the old guard met eyes as he put a cigarette in his mouth.
The old guard flinched as if he knew the man with the tattoo, but struggled to open his mouth.
“······That- the boss.”
The tattooed man strode up to the guard and crumpled his face.
“What else?”
“I’m sorry. If you park your car here, residents will be inconvenient. Could you take some off?”
The tattooed man who was suddenly scratching his head started to get excited.
“This shit! My old friend is giving me shit again. Hey, wasn’t it enough to curse the other day??”
“Oh no, not that.”
“No, what’s wrong- am I a dick? No, you said you would park my car at my house, but why are you asking me?”
“Because the residents… are uncomfortable.”
“what! Hey, did I block the entrance to the parking lot? look at me! You can get past it! oh i’m really pissed off It’s so fucked up today!! Hey old man, do you want to stop living?? yes?!!”
“·······”
“What the fuck about getting paid with my own money? hey what’s your name It took very well. number! Give me your number, it will rob you of your soul.”
The reddish-blue tattooed man taps the old guard on the shoulder. Looking at the atmosphere, it seems natural, not once or twice. The man forcibly removed his mobile phone from the guard’s pocket and entered his own number to get the guard’s number.
A guard scuffled between them tripped over his leg and fell.
“Hey.”
A man with a tattoo drops his mobile phone on the chest of an old security guard.
“Answer my call, okay? Because you will annoy me as much as my annoyance. just don’t take it I’ll go straight to the management office and cut it off. And in moderation? I don’t care if I’m old or not. yes?”
The man taps the fallen guard with his foot and spits out a warning laden with threats. Sometimes it hits the cheek as if it were slapped on the cheek. The more eyes you see, the more radical it becomes. outright violence. Then he shouted evilly at the residents who flocked to the surroundings.
“What are you trying to do!! ok?!! Everyone, go on your way!!”
to show off Then the tattooed man sees the old guard trying to get up and snorts him.
“Ooh, that’s fucking.”
It was time for the man to hit the guard’s shoulder again.
“It’s a really hard life. uh? I’m just sleepy. What are you up to!!”
-Pak!
The bear-sized man suddenly flew off and smashed his head into the car door.
“Chehehe!!!”
random blow. Someone had kicked the tattooed man’s side. Thus, the tattooed man checked the front while holding his stomach and head. A man in his top and bottom suit is standing with one hand in his pocket.
‘Jang Yeon-woo’. In other words, it was Kang Woo-jin.
Woojin was infinitely insignificant of tattooed men. Feeling worse than a bug. Woojin’s eyes, as he rolled the candy in his mouth unimportantly, were very unremarkable. Just sucking on candy and looking down at the tattooed man.
Within.
“Poetry, fuck! What are you!!”
The tattooed man stood up, struggling to hold back the pain. Woo-jin scans the man from head to toe even as he shakes his head slightly. He is a little taller than me. The weight should be 20kg more. But it’s nothing short of fake.
Kang Woo-jin took out the candy in his mouth and spoke softly.
“You know what to do, pork soup.”
Induces vigilance and gaeggi.
“····· You missed today!”
stride. The tattooed man approaches Woo-jin without hesitation. In an instant, Kang Woo-jin’s eyes quickly scanned every corner of his chin, neck, and torso. The vitals are clear. He doesn’t know his weakness has been exposed. less than worms. It’s nothing to be stunned. He even went so far as to kill him.
However, that can’t be the case.
At this moment, the man with the tattoo who was close to me, sprinting, raised a thick fist! and wield it In Kang Woo-jin’s view, it looks like slow motion. slow. right handed. There is no technology. A punch with only momentum. No, that is more like a dance. Power is gone. It’s natural that I didn’t use my legs and waist.
If you hit someone like that, will your hand break?
-hook!
Woojin easily punched the man who was screaming. His fists fall powerlessly. The man clearly looked bewildered. However, Kang Woo-jin did not give him a moment’s rest. It was because I grabbed the back of the tattooed man’s neck with one hand and pressed it. A grip to tear off his back.
The tattooed man’s back was weakly bent at 90 degrees, and a moan of excruciating pain came out of his mouth.
“Cheer up!! heck!! Kkeok!”
saliva is also drooling. Woojin, bent down, meets the man’s face. I made eye contact with the tattooed man for a few seconds with an expressionless expression.
Following.
-Sue.
After Woo-jin took the phone out of the man’s shorts and erased the security guard’s number.
“go.”
He simply recited to the old guard with his eyes wide open right in front of him.
“You can leave it to me and do what you used to do.”
“······Ah oh? Oh no, but still.”
“Let’s go, because you’re getting in the way.”
“ah?”
It’s not a soft talk. Kang Woo-jin actually got in the way of the guard in front of him. I am not ‘justice’. So there is no reason to be grateful to you.
“Go away.”
I am also ‘evil’. I just caught the target with the same evil. Suddenly, dark things filled Woojin’s heart. Such feelings prevail.
The old guard hesitantly walks away.
Either that or not, the man with the tattoo, who was grabbed by Woojin, continues to glow with his back bent.
“Turn off!! hey!! Kkeok! let go!! let go!!! Knock off!!”
The bugs are noisy. Woojin was annoyed. Thanks to that, more power went into the mouth.
“Aaah!!”
At this time.
– Knock!
A woman got out of the passenger seat of a yellow foreign car. she is crying
“Hey, please stop! My brother is going to die!!”
shout out to people around you
“Someone!! Please dry!!”
But no one is stepping out. On the other hand, Woojin, who was staring at the woman who appeared, relaxed her hand moderately. She’s not completely pulled out. It’s just that the man with the tattoo voluntarily let go.
“Kuhh!! Fuck! Fuck!!!”
The man with the tattoo, who wrapped his neck with a sigh, moved about three steps away. The woman who came with him stood next to him.
“Brother, are you okay?!”
“······Gwa, it’s okay! Something like this!!”
He gently pushes her away. Woojin, who looked at the man without a word, smiled.
“The hawk is the medicine.”
“What, what is this bastard??!!”
Intent. Everything is under Kang Woo-jin’s calculations. The man freed himself from Woo-jin’s grasp. No, he makes such an illusion. Because he induced him to do it. Misunderstanding turns into weak confidence. There is a woman right next to you to protect. lost her face People gathered around to show off their strength. There are many eyes to see. But it was ignored.
All of this is transformed into adrenaline.
Tattooed men lose their temper. Accidents can’t work properly.
‘Well, it’s an excessive calculation for this bug.’
Does not matter. Kang Woo-jin and ‘Jang Yeon-woo’ spread the same design to all ‘evil’. There is no carelessness. always thorough Soon, the tattooed man spreads both hands and rushes at Woo-jin, thinking of using his size.
-Tadat!
I’m thinking about getting it.
however.
“Are you crazy about this heat?”
Woojin, chanting lowly, lightly hit the inner thigh of the man’s heart with his foot.
“Keuk!!!”
His momentum, which had been running like a bear, quickly waned.
“······Turn it off- uhhhh.”
A tattooed man kneeling while covering his important parts. However, as if it was not the end, Kang Woo-jin approached the man who was slightly shaking and pulled his hair up.
“Runaway is violence. Let’s get hit.”
Kang Woo-jin carelessly slapped the tattooed man’s right cheek.
-match!!
The man’s pupils shake with just one shot. mentally bewildered. It was that much power. But Woojin didn’t stop.
– Clap clap clap!!
Continue to beat the tattoo man’s slap. The more he was hit, the more blood flowed from the man’s face, but Woojin, who had a smile on his lips, just slapped the man’s cheek rhythmically.
– Clap clap clap clap!!
Suddenly, Kang Woo-jin’s deep eyes were filled with sad madness.
“You make a lot of noise, pork soup.”
because I’m enjoying it
end