After I Kicked My Neighbor, the Actor Went Crazy

On the first day I was promoted to a new traffic niche, I had a fight with the fat pig downstairs. In front of the police, I kicked him eighteen times. The agent, Sister Yao, screamed loudly from the side with an earthy face: "You're crazy!! Brother, you want to make French coffee when you've just become popular?!" I kicked the man who was dizzy again and ignored her. He turned around and said to the policeman with a smile: "Yes, I just fought and I plead guilty. Please arrest me." In my previous life, I became the actor's scapegoat because of my resemblance to him. He was photographed participating in multi-person sports, but it was me who guided public opinion online. My budding acting career was ruined. Finally, an extreme fan crawled into my house and set a fire. My manager and I were burned to death in our home. There was a lot of applause online. When I opened my eyes again, I went back to the night when the actor was caught on video. This time, we go to hell together.