I Was Mistaken as a Monstrous Genius Actor-Chapter 333: Bangkok (9) - Edited

Chapter 333: Bangkok (9)

Translator: Santos

Several staff members gathered around Kang Woojin. About six of them in total. Three were wiping off the blood and soot from him, while the other three were fixing his makeup and hair. Although it was a long take that lasted a full eight minutes, they unfortunately had to redo it due to an NG (no good).

Restoring his appearance was essential.

Meanwhile, the female staff members clustered around Woojin were in a frenzy. What they had just witnessed was not something easily experienced.

“Wow—Woojin! That was amazing!!”

“Totally!! I seriously thought I was watching a Hollywood movie!”

“Right?! The tension and excitement were off the charts!!”

“How do you do martial arts and action so well??!”

Among the staff, there were some with a fair amount of experience, yet even they found Woojin’s long take and CQC (Close Quarters Combat) scenes impressive. However, Woojin maintained a cynical demeanor. Just look at the environment he was in—wasn't it a perfect setting for him to show off?

“I just imagined it a lot.”

Imagined? Was that even plausible?! The disbelief echoed among them, and it was infectious for Woojin as well, though internally.

‘It was honestly so fun! Shooting? Seriously, I shot way more than I did during my time in the military! Shooting is the best!’

Compared to reality, it might be a bit lacking, but it was close enough for him to feel satisfied.

At this point—

“...Special forces?”

The group of foreigners, including Joseph and Megan, were experiencing shock several times over. No, to be precise, it was a misunderstanding. The portly executive from Universal Movies questioned what Ethan Smith had told him, pointing a finger at the upper part of Woojin.

“Are you saying that actor is from special forces?”

“Yes.”

Ethan, the stunt coordinator from *The Beneficial Evil*, became the host of the misunderstanding, spreading it in real-time. The scene was chaotic, and the conversations were conducted in fluent English, so no one paid much attention. It was just over 20 Hollywood figures talking among themselves.

“Special forces...”

At this, Joseph and Megan did not react much. They had already heard it before. However, the stunt team Joseph brought along and the executives from Hollywood were quite surprised. Ethan recounted the past in a fitting and calm manner, recalling when he first saw Woojin at the action school.

The explanation lasted about five minutes.

It was at this point that the film executives began to understand Woojin’s ridiculous skills and abilities.

“Indeed—so that’s why he can handle action and CQC so freely.”

“No wonder it didn’t seem like he was just practicing gun handling and stances. Did you see his movements during the long take? He really looked like an agent in the field!”

One of the executives, a portly man, cautiously asked, his gaze directed at the giant Joseph.

“So, is he? Kang Woojin, an action specialist?”

Ethan quickly responded.

“No.”

The additional explanation came from Megan, who brushed her brown bob aside.

“I told you it’s his first time filming an action piece.”

“...I was just checking, just in case.”

The giant Joseph chimed in, recalling Woojin's acting.

“Honestly, his long take scenes and actions are captivating, but Kang Woojin's method acting is even more overwhelming.”

In an instant, the eyes of all the executives from Universal Movies widened.

“Method? His acting style is method acting??”

“Yes. He makes every role his own and shows it as reality. I can confidently say it’s absurd because I’ve seen it myself.”

Had Joseph, a prominent producer in Hollywood, ever given such high praise? He was notoriously stingy even with well-known Hollywood actors. Joseph continued speaking.

“And you’ll be able to see Kang Woojin’s work at Cannes this year.”

“Cannes? Does that mean it’s been nominated?”

“Yes. This year at Cannes, in the ‘Competition’ section, we have ‘The Leech.’ Kang Woojin is the male lead in that film. By the way, it’s the only Korean film in that section.”

The excitement among those who had already been dazzled by Woojin’s action increased significantly. They were about to see the extraordinary acting of this ridiculous Korean actor at the prestigious Cannes Film Festival.

‘Now I understand why Joseph stopped here before heading to Cannes. His entire plan revolved around Kang Woojin. Being nominated in the ‘Competition’ section—this year, Cannes has an overwhelming number of submissions, and rumors say it’s quite competitive. Does that mean the quality of ‘The Leech’ is substantial?’

Both Joseph and Megan felt a significant shift in the mindset of all the foreign crew present. Initially, they were evaluators, but now they were clearly spectators. They wanted to see not just Kang Woojin’s unbelievable action, but also other aspects of his acting. Their expressions reflected that sentiment.

Soon, the leader of the stunt team Joseph brought began to scan the entire set of *The Beneficial Evil* slowly.

The PD Song Man-woo, conversing with the key staff, the dozens of staff busy for reshoots, the Thai actors returning to their places, and finally, Kang Woojin, who had changed his clothes after touching up his makeup.

He quietly murmured as he recalled the roughly eight-minute long take they had just done.

“Eight minutes... it’s impressive that we managed to do it without an NG and without breaks, but looking at the overall quality, it’s not much different from what’s done in Hollywood. Is this the current level of Korean productions?”

Joseph pointed to Ethan beside him.

“Ethan’s involvement has been a great help, but in reality, Korean productions have reached a significant level. But what truly elevated that level to its extremes was—”

*Swipe.*

He pointed upwards. The silent figure of Kang Woojin, checking his weapon, was visible.

“Because of that alien-like actor.”

Meanwhile, Miley Kara, with her blonde hair, was also looking up at Kang Woojin. For some reason, a smile spread across her lips.

‘I can’t contain my excitement; I was already looking forward to seeing his work at Cannes—this is just too thrilling.’

She then imagined freely. Kang Woojin in front of not just the 200-odd Hollywood figures present but thousands of filmmakers and actors gathered at Cannes.

‘Why am I getting chills?’

The exhilaration was mutual for Kim So-hyang, the executive director standing to her right. After observing Joseph and the other Hollywood figures' excited expressions, she whispered softly to writer Choi Nana.

“It’s settled.”

“Eh??”

“Even those who soar in Hollywood are making a fuss. That means—”

*Whispering to Choi Nana.*

“*The Beneficial Evil* is being received well globally.”

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About an hour later.

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Around the abandoned factory and dilapidated buildings where the long take for *The Beneficial Evil* was being filmed, gunfire erupted.

*Bang bang bang bang!!*

They had already been filming for about three hours. The shooting time for the long take itself exceeded ten minutes, but the reason they had been filming for over three hours was simple: NGs and reshoots.

This was the fourth attempt.

With many personnel, equipment, and props involved, when an NG occurred, it took a lot of time to reset everything. It’s not like any set wouldn’t be that way, but especially for long takes, much more effort goes into setting up than pure shooting.

Naturally, it wasn’t Kang Woojin who caused the NG.

“Cut!!”

“Sorry!!”

“It’s okay! Let’s do it again!!”

It was due to a Thai actor not matching the timing, the director's foot getting tangled with Woojin’s, or issues with the prop weapon. No matter how much they checked, countless variables existed during filming. However, there were no tricks in long takes. If an NG occurred, they had to start over from the beginning.

Slowly, hundreds of staff members began to groan.

“Oh man—this is exhausting.”

“Are you alright? This long take is way tougher than I thought.”

“I know, right? It feels like I’m grinding through a game quest.”

The camera crew, moving with the heavy equipment, along with the sound, makeup, and art teams, were feeling the pain of repeated NGs during the long take filming. However, the protagonist, Kang Woojin, was full of energy.

“Has it been just over three hours? But isn’t Woojin’s expression the same as at the start??”

“Right? But Woojin was like that even when he was relaxing.”

“Is this even comparable? He’s been shooting, rolling, and running for three hours, yet he’s perfectly fine while everyone else is worn out.”

No, it was only from the staff’s perspective. Kang Woojin, now preparing for the reshoot, felt a fair amount of fatigue.

‘The intensity of the shoot is insane; seriously, if I didn’t have my space to relax, I couldn’t have handled this. Maintaining the concept is ridiculously hard.’

Still, thanks to the blessing of that space, he was keeping a steady mental state. Regardless, the entire staff of *The Beneficial Evil* was tense and on edge. The difficulty of the shoot was high, but so were the risks of accidents at every moment. Therefore, PD Song Man-woo’s expression remained serious, as did that of the onlookers.

At that moment—

“Action!!”

The long take filming resumed.

*Bang bang bang!!*

Gunfire rained down. And the screams echoed painfully in their ears.

“AAAAHHH!!”

“UAAHHH!!”

Kang Woojin and the camera moved as one, sweeping through

the dilapidated building. Though repetitive filming was exhausting, they had practiced enough. Gradually, everyone’s skills improved, and they managed to pull off movements of over seven minutes without difficulty.

Finally, Kang Woojin, bloodied and drenched in red, reached the end room on the second floor of the abandoned building, an AK47 rifle slung over his shoulder.

*BANG!!*

As he kicked the door open—

“AHHH!”

Two figures rushed in, one holding a long knife. One was beside the door, the other head-on. Woojin's gaze was on the side rather than straight ahead. The knife flew toward his face. He ducked.

*CLANG!*

The knife struck the wall. Two quick gunshots rang out. The bullets pierced the neck and face of the side assailant. He dropped like a sack. The one charging from the front was taken aback. He paused for a moment, then fled.

*Bang bang bang!*

Two holes appeared in the back of his head. A slightly breathless Woojin wouldn’t let him escape. Wiping the blood splatter from his face, he turned the camera from the front to the side. After checking the bullets in the AK47, he searched the room. In the corner of the bathroom, he found a child bound with tape and a cloth over her face. Removing the cloth, he was met with a familiar face.

“Check.”

It was the daughter of the drug lord he had been searching for. The problem was that she was unconscious. The only relief was that she looked light enough, being quite skinny.

“Tsk!”

Woojin clicked his tongue. He couldn't use the AK47 now. He needed to hold the girl with one hand. Just as Woojin pulled out the Glock 17 from his waist—

“!!!!”

The cries of the organization’s members echoed again.

“Damn, there are a lot of them. Where are they coming from? I find it fun, though.”

He briefly delivered his lines, a smile spreading across his lips as he wrapped the unconscious girl around his left waist. Since she was limp from fainting, it was difficult to move toward the door. If he had both hands free, it would be easy, but holding her could lead to accidents. Woojin turned his gaze toward the window. Below, he spotted the silver car they arrived in. It was close.

“Oh.”

A metal ladder attached to the window.

*Whack!*

Woojin kicked the window open and reached for the ladder. Quickly, he landed on the first floor. After roughly placing the girl in the passenger seat, he buckled her in. The camera had already boarded the filming truck on the rear rail. As soon as Kang Woojin got into the driver’s seat, he slammed on the accelerator.

*Vroom!!*

With a rough exhaust sound, the silver sedan sped off. From here on out, it was a car chase. Woojin’s car led, with the truck carrying the camera behind. After about ten seconds of driving, Woojin passed the abandoned building and reached the old factory.

At that moment—

*Bang bang bang bang!!*

*Vroom vroom vroom!!*

Three cars appeared amidst the gunfire. Two vans and one sedan. They belonged to the organization’s members near the factory. The camera captured all four cars from the rear. The swerving vehicles entered the outskirts of the village.

The urban landscape came into view.

Woojin’s car suddenly hit the brakes.

*SCREEECH!!*

It was due to another car from the organization that had been waiting in the middle of the road. The sedan carrying Kang Woojin quickly reversed. Smoke billowed from the tires as he swung the car around. And then—

*Bang bang bang!*

Woojin, leaning out of the window, fired at the sedan behind, which crashed into the nearby building. The truck carrying the camera arrived before the cars chasing him. The camera naturally dismounted from the truck and climbed into the back seat of Woojin’s sedan. Simultaneously, the car sped down an alley.

The camera alternated between the frantic driving of Kang Woojin and the unconscious girl in the passenger seat.

The jarring vibrations were caught vividly on camera.

The alley was quite long. It took several tens of seconds to exit. Dust rose in the wake of their escape. Woojin quickly turned the steering wheel. A right turn. The car skidded and barely changed direction. The shaky camera captured the rear. Two vans were breaking through the dust cloud, chasing them.

Camera, back to the front.

At the same time—

*CRASH!!*

The car shook violently. It seemed like it would flip over. No, it was spinning around. In the midst of the chaotic angle, Woojin gritted his teeth, trying to hold on. The car finally stopped shaking. The camera quickly emerged from the side to find two motorcycles smashed where Woojin’s car had just been. Kang Woojin got out of the vehicle.

He hid his body and gripped the Glock 17.

“Phew—”

The pursuing vans came to a halt one after the other. About four people exited. The one carrying an AK47 was the first to charge in. Gunshots rang out.

*Bang bang!!*

It was not his bullet but Woojin’s. The head of the rushing assailant exploded. The camera shot from behind Woojin. Again, shells ejected from the Glock 17. Two more shots. Faces exploded. Another one fell.

At that moment—

“UAAHHH!!”

One of them lunged at Woojin. He swung a short knife. Woojin quickly grabbed the assailant's wrist with his left hand.

“Grrr!”

He slammed him against the car door. Bang bang. Two shots to the chest. Blood splattered on his face. He heard heavy breathing from the right. Another one. Woojin seized the barrel of the AK47 aimed at him, twisting it slightly to the side.

*Bang! Rat-a-tat-tat!*

The excited gang member fired his weapon. Holes punctured the car door. Woojin’s ears rang. Ignoring the noise, he raised the thug’s AK47 toward the sky. A low kick to the knee. As they fell together, Woojin pressed the barrel against the thug’s chest.

*Bang bang bang bang!!*

The heart exploded. Blood spewed out. The camera captured Woojin, dust-covered, rising from the ground.

“Ugh!”

Woojin looked at the corpse slumped against the car door. He noticed something strapped to the waist. Two grenades. Soon, he kicked the body and pulled the unconscious girl out of the car.

Then—

*Thud.*

He tossed the two grenades into the passenger seat. Kang Woojin, carrying the girl on his back, wiped the blood from his face. He retrieved the AK47 from the ground. Putting an earpiece radio into his ear, he whispered in low English.

“I need a car.”

Kang Woojin was smiling.

The camera that had been shooting him from the front. Woojin brushed past it. The camera continued to film the pile of corpses and the car billowing white smoke.

In that moment, the grenades exploded, and the car blew up.

*BOOM!!!*

It was the finale of the long take.