Chapter 654: The Grand Finale

  Christina woke up dazed, looked at her watch and said discontentedly: "Hey, it's past twelve o'clock again! If I don't sleep, my beautiful face will have wrinkles, all because of you, you bad guy, ruining my biological clock!"

  "Haha, you're so young, how can you have wrinkles! Go home!" Zhou Shaoming laughed and hugged a reluctant Cristina as they walked out of the editing room.

  Locking the door and securing it with a lock, the two of them drove back to the villa in their car, then lay down exhausted.

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  "Ring, ring, ring!" The annoying phone rang, waking up Zhou Shaoming who had just fallen asleep. He opened his eyes with great effort and picked up the phone, asking weakly: "Hello, this is Smith Zhou."

  "Mr. Smith, I'm Anderson, the security guard on set. I found that your editing room door has been pried open and it looks like it's been robbed! Please come over and take a look!" The worried and urgent voice on the phone instantly woke up Zhou Shaoming, who was dozing off, and made him break out in cold sweat.

  "What? The editing room has been stolen! Quick, call the police!" Zhou Shaoming was in a hurry, jumped up in a flurry, and hastily put on his clothes.

  "I've already called the police, they'll be sending someone over soon, you'd better come quickly!" Anderson's words made Zhou Shaoming even more chilled to the bone.

  "I'm coming right away, protect the scene! Don't let anyone in!" Zhou Shaoming rushed out of the house and drove to the scene at top speed.

  My movie, copy in the editing room! Can't lose it!

  He almost rushed to the scene at the speed of a Mars collision with Earth, and many police officers had already arrived. Zhou Shaoming didn't even have time to park his car, hastily jumping out of the still-moving vehicle and rushing wildly towards the editing room.

  The gate was wide open, and inside it was a mess. The safe that stored all the copies of "Saw" had been broken into, with a large hole in it like an abyss swallowing everything. It had been thrown to the ground without mercy, almost falling apart.

  "Movies, my movies!" Zhou Shaoming hastily asked the police officer at the side: "Officer, is the safe still there? Are the things inside the safe still there?"

  "What about the safe?" The police officer looked at Zhou Shaoming with a curious expression, possibly due to his yellow skin and young age, then casually said: "Unfortunately, it was opened by thieves, and everything inside is gone!"

  "Is it all gone?" On the way, Zhou Shaoming's heart suddenly sank, feeling dizzy and disoriented, the whole world became dark and dull, and he fainted to the ground with a blackout.

  Dazed and disoriented, in front of me were Christina's tear-stained red eyes, a face contorted in pain and distress.

  "Our movie, is our movie still on?" Zhou Shaoming was stunned for a moment, then suddenly jumped up, grabbed Kristina's hand and asked repeatedly.

  How he wished it was just a nightmare, and when he woke up, the film that had been soaked in his heart's blood and effort would still be there, still in the editing room's safe, and no one would have stolen it.

  Zhou Shaoming just hoped to wake up, and everything would be as if nothing had happened.

  "I'm so sorry, Zhou. Our movie... our movie has been stolen! It's gone!" Christina burst into tears. That film had held all her hopes, and now it seemed to have vanished into thin air, as if it never existed.

  "What about the police? What did those damned police say?" Zhou Shaoming's heart felt like it was being tightly pinched, not allowing a single breath to pass through.

  "They're investigating, and they said if you wake up, I can ask you, do you have any enemies? It's very likely that this case was caused by a grudge, because nobody would go steal a movie copy for no practical benefit." Christina sobbed.

  "Enemy? Enemy!" Zhou Shaoming suddenly realized!

  It must be Sean Smith! That son of a bitch has been eyeing me for a long time, and after he swindled my family's property, he once told me that I would never make a comeback, and that I would slink back to China with my tail between my legs!

  It must be him!

  Damn it! I'm not done with him yet!

  Zhou Shaoming stormed upstairs in a rage, grabbed the 1911 pistol and was about to rush out to find Xiao En-Smith for a life-or-death struggle.

  "Don't go, Zhou! You can't just go like this! It's dangerous! We can call the police, you can't be so impulsive!" Kristen's eyes widened in horror as she stared at the gun that had once threatened her, now tucked into Zhou Shaoming's waistband. She hastily grabbed his hand, trying to calm him down.

  How can a heart that is prone to violent outbursts endure such insults, Sean Smith made it clear that he wanted to drive himself to desperation, wanting to see him die in front of him!

  Fine, you think I'll die? I'll kill you first!

  Zhou Shaoming doesn't care that much, as long as Xiao En-Smith burns his own film, what's the point of finding the police again? How can you go to court without any evidence?

  My anger is like a volcano that has been dormant for thousands of years and suddenly erupts. This time, I'm going to take Shawn Smith down with me!

  Roughly pushing Christina aside, Zhou Shaoming rushed out of the door and drove away in a flash!

  While Christina was pushed to the ground, struggling to get up, she frantically called Little Robert, Jeremy and others, perhaps only they could help at this time.

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  "I'm looking for Shawn Smith, I have something to discuss with him!" Zhou Shaoming suppressed the anger in his heart and calmly told the receptionist.

  "Do you have a reservation, sir? May I know your surname?" The receptionist smiled professionally.

  "I'm Smith Zhou, I don't have an appointment, but he must want to see me now. Can you please let him know? Hurry up!" Zhou Shaoming couldn't bear it anymore and slammed his hand on the desk, startling the receptionist.

  As if with an expression of wanting to devour people, as if returning from hell, a murderous aura that slaughters everything!

  "Mr. Zhou, please go to the 38th floor, Mr. Shawn Smith is waiting for you there!" The pale-faced receptionist quickly informed Shawn Smith and then gestured to Zhou Shaoming to go upstairs.

  Zhou Shaoming didn't say a word and got into the elevator.

  Thirty-eight floors, and they arrived quickly. Zhou Shaoming's face was as calm as water as he pulled out his gun and loaded a bullet with a loud click.

  A deserted corridor stretches out, and at its end is a heavy red wooden door. That's where Shawn Smith's office is.

  Walking slowly, accumulating boundless anger, Zhou Shaoming had just thought of pushing open the red wooden gate when he suddenly heard a gust of wind behind his head and felt a severe pain.

  Zhou Shaoming stumbled and staggered, reached out a hand to touch his head, only to find that his hand was covered in large patches of blood!

  "Bastard! You've got it coming!" were the only words that came out before Zhou Shaoming passed out.

  After an unknown period of time, Zhou Shaoming opened his eyes, and the pain in the back of his head was like a flood bursting forth, causing him to involuntarily take several cold breaths.

  In front of him appeared Sean Smith's signature yellow board teeth and that ear-piercing laughter.

  "Haha! My dear brother, you're really something! So quick to think it was me who took your film reel. What? Didn't you bring a few police officers with you?"

  "You damned thing, it was you who stole my film! I'll kill you!" Zhou Shaoming was furious and wanted to jump up and give this despicable guy a heavy punch.

  Two burly men quickly pounced on him, grabbing Zhou Shaoming's arm and twisting it behind his back, then violently pressing his head against the glass coffee table.

  "Bastard! You're going straight to hell!" Zhou Shaoming struggled with all his might, but couldn't budge an inch!

  "I took your movie, so what? Do you have evidence? No! You're holding a gun and think you can come after me for revenge? Ridiculous, absolutely ridiculous!" Shawn Smith burst out laughing, then slapped Zhou Shaoming hard on the ear.

  "No eavesdropper, no handgun, even if I told you that I took your movie, what can you do? You are forever a pile of trash! Only worthy of being trampled under my feet, never to be turned over!" Shawn Smith's ugly face became even more ferocious, lifted his foot and forcefully stomped on Zhou Shaoming's face, twisting it with force.

  "I've told you, I'll make you end up on the streets, I'll make you worse off than a beggar, if you don't get back to your China, I'll make sure you have no hope for the rest of your life, and can only live like a dog! Hahaha!" Shawn Smith laughed disgustingly, then said viciously: "You dare to go make movies? Ridiculous, what kind of trash can you make? Porn or beastiality? Want to be a director? You're not qualified, you piece of garbage!"

  Sean Smith picked up his foot, squatted down and said to Zhou Shaoming who was almost gnashing his teeth in anger: "You hired a great lighting engineer, he let Robert tied to the chair go, he helped me steal the film, do you know how much people hate you? We all wish you were dead!"

  Lampwick? Lampwick Jack?

  Zhou Shaoming suddenly remembered that since he and Kirsten had semi-publicly acknowledged their relationship on set, the lighting technician Jack had never given him a good face, always staring at him with hatred in his eyes from afar, making him feel very puzzled.

  It wasn't until later that Jack found out he had a crush on Christina, and she just laughed it off, not taking it seriously at all!

  It turned out that he helped Shawn let go of Little Robert, who was almost cured of his addiction, and nearly broke the film's waist, making it impossible to complete. After relying on the director system to barely pass, he came up with an even more poisonous move, directly stealing all copies of the movie!

  "Damn it! You bunch of crap! Do you want to deal with me? Then just kill me directly! Why do this!" Zhou Shaoming, who had suddenly understood everything, cursed furiously, his extreme hatred making his teeth chatter loudly.

  "Kill you? No, no, no. We are civilized people. We prefer to crush our opponents' wills and watch them suffer. This pleasure is beyond the comprehension of trash like you who only know how to fight and kill." Shawn Smith sneered, showing off his yellow teeth, and then dragged over a cardboard box.

  A cardboard box containing Chainsaw Massacre copies and all the film reels!

  Sean Smith pulled out a reel of film and laughed maniacally as he slowly ripped it all out.

  "No, no!!!" Zhou Shaoming's whole body trembled violently as he struggled with all his might, watching in horror as his heart and soul were being torn out piece by piece, as if his very spirit was being extracted from his flesh. The immense psychological torment made him like a raging lion, using every last ounce of strength to try and overturn the powerful giant holding him down!

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