All those who can be imprisoned in this prison are serious criminals, including the perverted murderer who stabbed Choi Man-sik.

At this time, a killer with a scar on his face, a thin body but full of dangerous signs got off the bus.

Looking at this terrifying heavy prison, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if he was full of anticipation for the future life.

"Keep going, don't stop."

At the urging of the prison guards, the prisoners slowly moved forward along the passage surrounded by barbed wire.

In the barbed wire on both sides of the passage, tattooed and ferocious-looking members of the violence group surrounded them.

The murderer was in a joking mood, and as the team moved forward, the smile on his face became more mocking.

"Hey, you little bastard, welcome to hell."

The strange laugh that suddenly sounded in his ears made him stop. He turned his cold and cruel eyes to the big bald man on the right. The body covered with tattoos and tendons seemed like a piece of bacon in his eyes.

But the next second, more and more tattooed men came forward and looked at him with threatening and mocking eyes through the barbed wire.

The murderer's confident and weird smile gradually turned into uneasiness.

"Come in quickly, you little bastard."

"Shit, I can't wait any longer."

"Finally there's something to do again, hahahaha..."

"The iron pot in the kitchen has been empty for a long time. You must leave it to me this time."

"Don't worry, I'll give it to you after I die."

"Ai Xi, you are too cruel. Do you really have to kill him? Wouldn't it be more fun if he was left with a breath?"

"Hi, brother."

The murderer finally realized that something was wrong, and he retreated cautiously and shouted to the prison guard: "Hey, someone here wants to kill me, help me."

But when he turned around, he found that the prisoners behind him had been replaced by two prison guards holding batons.

The moment he looked back, the baton hit him hard on the lower back.

The kidneys felt as if they had been stabbed with a knife, twitching and sending distress signals to the brain, and the whole person was in so much pain that he couldn't breathe.

"Go ahead, or I'll kill you right now."

The threatening voice behind his ear made the murderer realize clearly that he had fallen into a trap.

Next, whether going forward or backward, the only way waiting for you is death.

Two days later, the Back First Prison reported a vicious incident.

A newly imprisoned serial killer clashed with multiple prison gangs. He was cut off his genitals while taking a shower and thrown into a pot in the kitchen to be cooked to death.

…

"Damn, it's a shame I can't kill him myself."

Choi Man-sik, who had just removed the bandage on his arm and still had a strip of gauze wrapped around his waist, smashed the wine glass on the table.

When Choi Man-sik thought about not being able to blow that bastard's head off himself, he felt so angry that he had no place to vent.

"I plan to write your story into a script and put it on the screen so that you can get revenge with your own hands. How about that?"

Hearing Li Zhenyu say this, Cui Wanzhi instantly became interested, "Really, brother, can you take a more majestic shot, like a man?"

"Don't worry, I'll definitely satisfy you."

With a ready-made story and the future brand name of "Shenma Dongxi", it will surely open up a new prospect for a crime film that has been criticized for its bad reputation.

"Ma Dongseok, is that the wrestler?"

Upon learning that his boss was looking for someone to shoot a new crime film, Jin Chengcai was the first to take action.

You have to know that the boss’s first film was a crime film.

To this day, "The New World" remains an unsurpassed classic and is frequently mentioned.

Cumulative revenue from copyright, commercial licensing, advertising, remakes and multiple broadcasts reached 216.3 billion won.

In today's entertainment industry, the commercial value of "New World" has become a benchmark that everyone envy.

You can question its subject matter, shooting techniques, lines, story line, and everything else.

But no one can deny its commercial success.

Therefore, Li Zhenyu's position in the director circle was also established.

When they learned that Z Entertainment had decided not to make any more crime films, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but some also mocked him: "It seems that he has run out of ideas."

Someone said so, and there were several heated discussions within the company.

I think we should bring back some crime-themed stuff to give them a taste of their own medicine.

But no matter how heated the discussion was, no one could overturn Li Zhenyu's decision, not to mention that he was the screenwriter and director.

Without him writing it himself, who would have the confidence to say that they could write a better story than "The New World"?

As a result, the ridicule and criticism from the outside world became more and more rampant.

You did create a classic, but that was just temporary luck. Otherwise, why didn't you continue to develop in the field you are familiar with, but instead switched to making movies like "The Witch" and dramas.

Yes, The Witch is also very successful, but in terms of the excitement of the story and the shooting techniques, it is far inferior to the classic "New World".

It is a complete popcorn movie that completely abandons artistry and becomes a lackey for money.

Li Zhenyu personally doesn't care about this kind of brainless remarks which are completely out of jealousy.

He has already proven his strong writing ability in many fields.

But the people in the company have long hated these bastards who insulted their boss.

Especially, I often run into him at radio stations and industry gatherings. Whenever we meet, I am always treated with sarcasm and it is hard not to get angry.

Now, the boss has finally decided to return to his old business.

After confirming that the person the boss was looking for was him, Jin Chengcai immediately put down the phone and ordered, "Drive, follow me to find the wrestler."

"Wrestler, boss, are you going to make a crime movie related to wrestling?"

"Money laundering, shady dealings...ah, black boxing, right?"

Under the nagging of his assistant, Jin Chengcai also started to think, "Is it really a theme related to black boxing and wrestling? What new ideas can be made with this theme?"

Although he had some doubts, Jin Chengcai still chose to trust his boss's judgment.

Since he is restarting the crime film again, he must have sufficient confidence.

Otherwise, how could he overturn the rules he had set before? Just because the boss doesn't care about rumors from outside doesn't mean he hasn't heard them.

Besides, is there really anyone who can turn a blind eye to the criticism of the world?

A saint like that should practice in the mountains.

"Good afternoon, how can I help you?"

After entering the door, Jin Chengcai directly explained his purpose to the front desk, "Mr. Ma Dongxi, we are here to see him. I am the head of the artist management office of Z Entertainment, Jin Chengcai."

Soon, Ma Dong-seok, who was still looking for new opportunities, received a call from his "agent brother".

"Good boy, tell me honestly how you climbed up the big tree of Z Entertainment."

"Brother, what are you talking about? If I knew Z Entertainment, would I still join the company?"

"Ah~ Shit, what are you talking about?"

"Tell me the truth, brother...what happened? Huh? Nai?...Ah, Dafa, I'll come right away."

(End of this chapter)