"Ah!!" I screamed, successfully attracting everyone's attention, "I cut my arm!"

The man watching nearby obviously didn't believe it: "Will you cut your arm when cutting vegetables? Don't play tricks on me!"

I stretched out my bloody left arm.

Try your best to look like you are in pain.

The man was obviously panicked: "Such a big hole will affect the quality of the film. Just bear with it and I'll ask someone to bandage it for you!"

I saw him run out quickly. The actress beside me seemed to be indifferent to my wounds and continued to do her own thing with her head down. At this time, Tokiko appeared. Her clothes were disheveled, her hair was a little messy, and her clothes were a little wet. She must have been tortured by that perverted man.

It's tough enough!

She saw my arm was bleeding and quickly came over to check my wound: "Why are you so careless!?"

I freed my right hand, pulled out a smaller knife from the knife holder and handed it to her. I lowered my voice and said, "Take it, it depends on whether we can escape..."

Tokiko quickly took it, hesitated for a moment, and then hid the knife in his sleeve as if nothing had happened.

I took out another knife of similar size and stuck it on my waist.

At this moment, the man had brought a doctor to check my wound, and the woman in a white coat checked my wound.

The man quickly asked: "How is it going? Will there be any scars?"

I snorted in my heart, this was not about me at all but about the quality of the film.

"The wound is not very deep. If you protect it well, it will never leave a scar!" the woman said while taking out the medicine box.

The man was visibly relieved.

When this woman was bandaging my wound, I saw her face.

Wow! So ugly...

His skin is as black as coal and greasy, his eyes are so small that there is only a slit, there are almost no eyelashes, his eyebrows are connected in a line, his lips are thick, there is a clearly visible scar on his forehead, and there is a scar on his left cheek.

There was a very disgusting black mole, the nostril was pointed upward, the bridge of the nose was submerged in thick fat, and there were a bunch of pockmarks on the face.

I couldn't help but marvel: How could there be such an ugly woman in the world?

But it’s normal if you think about it carefully. In this dark place, as long as there are some pretty women, they are all filming porn. Only in this way can ugly women survive safely...

That's when I discovered it.

It turns out that being ugly can be a kind of luck...

After bandaging the wound, the woman packed her things and left without saying a word. The remaining man said to me: "The director values ​​you very much, take good care of your injury, and make a good film after you recover, and strive to become a hit!"

Why do I think what he said is so disgusting? What makes a good movie? An instant hit! Have your spring and autumn dreams!!

However, this wound really hurts. I was too nervous to pay attention to it just now, but now it is really painful!

This place is really not a place for people to live. They confiscated my luggage and didn't give me a change of clothes. It seemed that I had to leave quickly, otherwise I would be tortured to death by them or dirty to death.
Chapter completed!