Boom!
Bang!
Boom!
“Ah!”
The filming scene of the TV series "The Legend of the Condor Heroes".
There were sounds of flesh and blood colliding, and heart-rending screams could be heard endlessly.
Little Dragon Girl, dressed in white, was rubbing her butt with her backhand, standing up on tiptoes, looking at the chaotic crowd not far away in panic.
Her originally beautiful eyebrows were now bunched up, and the sadness in her eyes had turned into tears and hung on her cheeks.
“Why is he so stupid!”
“I just fell.”
"It's just that those extras didn't catch me."
"I can bear it, and it doesn't hurt too much!"
"What was he doing rushing up to me!"
< br>Liu Qianqian still doesn’t know that someone just wanted to attack her breasts.
She thought Zhang Yuan went up to confront these people because he saw that she was in pain from the fall.
She only remembered Zhang Yuan telling her to run quickly and pushing him.
She staggered a few times and came to the side. When she looked back, she found that the other party had been surrounded by people.
Not long after, the crowd over there roared.
Then chaos broke out, with fists and legs raised.
The crowd also began to erupt in screams one after another.
"Mom, Zhang Yuan is going to be beaten to death!" Liu Qianxi said while holding her mother's sleeve and crying.
"You heard him scream so miserably, it doesn't even sound like his voice... His voice has changed after being beaten!"
Liu Xiaoli has not seen this battle either. , his eyes widened, and he instinctively protected his daughter with one hand without saying a word.
Aunt Liu was also frightened.
“They really dare to hit people!”
Not to mention the mother and daughter, everyone present was frightened.
Our hero was beaten?
It’s over!
Yang Guo was surrounded by twenty or thirty people!
After Zhao Jian reacted, he was the first to rush forward, but he couldn't squeeze into the crowd.
He even got a backhand elbow from these excited martial arts students!
whatcanisay?
Zhao Jian out!
"Director Zhao, are you okay?" Staff members immediately came up to help Zhao Jian.
"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo ah
"What did you say?"
"Help me play ball, hurry up and save people, save Zhang Yuan!" Zhao Jianke was so anxious that he waved his hand full of nosebleeds.
"If we don't save it, it will be too late!"
At this moment, the cameraman, the stage manager, the stage manager, the props... all the strong staff rushed forward.
Zhang Yuan is really popular among the crew.
If it were another person, not everyone would be willing to do such a risky thing.
But everyone is thinking about how on New Year’s Day, he was toasting every table, inviting everyone to eat and drink, not to mention that he didn’t have the airs of a leading actor, and he didn’t treat everyone as an outsider.
People are humane. If you don’t look at the monk’s face, look at the Buddha’s face. If you don’t look at the Buddha’s face, then you have to look at Jian Nanchun’s face. How much have you drunk? Can you drink it for free?
“What are you doing!”
“Spread out!”
"Let him go!"
When it comes to physical strength and physique, there are a few lines in the crew that are really true.
The lighting brother, the camera brother, the props brother, they are all the ones who can run for several kilometers without taking a break.
But in fact, there is another line in the crew that is a hidden BOSS.
This line of work is commonly known as "pole-raising people", and some people in the imperial capital also call them "pole masters".
What kind of business are these people in?
Recorder!
On-site radio, the man who holds the radio pole all day long.
This thing is heavy, but they have to lift it in one fell swoop.
Furthermore, the sound recording also requires skill. If it’s too close, the sound will pop, if it’s too far, it won’t be recorded, and they have to move along with the actors walking down the aisle.
Those two arms are "thousands of pounds of strength" in a flash, and they can be used with the Xuanhua Banaxe.
The prop brother went up to pull me, but was kicked away by several students.
But this guy stepped forward and was stunned to be pulled to the ground by a 1.8-meter-small martial arts student. He almost flipped over.
Seeing Mr. Gan step forward, he was stunned to find a gap in the airtight crowd, and the other brothers rushed towards this position together.
After a while, he pushed away the crowd.
But just when they were about to break away from the crowd and rescue the male protagonist who was being beaten, these brave brothers discovered that the fierce and fierce martial arts students in front of them began to show their faces at this moment. Fearful, they all retreated.
Some people had already turned around and looked like they were about to run out, but they only heard a strange cry of "Ah", and they were like a supporting character encountering a ghost in a horror movie, and were struck by a tyrannical force. The force was enough to pull him back.
These people were stunned.
"What's going on?"
Peering his head closer, he saw Zhang Yuan bumping left and right in the crowd, punching and kicking at the same time. If he didn't use three or five moves, there must be someone. One person fell to the ground!
Look at Zhang Yuan again.
All I saw was that his hands were blood red, and there were many black spots on the chest of the blue costume.
This black spot is slightly red.
"Is this... blood?"
Not only his hands and clothes, but one of his eyes was also blood red.
"Ah!"
"Oh!"
"Aohoho!"
When the radio engineer heard the scream, he picked his ears and found it very familiar.
“Hey, the cat in Tom and Jerry seems to be like this!”
For these brothers who want to come to save people, you look at me, I look at you, and then we all nod.
Yes!
Zhao Jian is right!
It’s too late if we don’t save him.
Because if you don’t save it, you won’t need to save it.
Did we switch to the wrong channel?
Didn’t I say that Yang Guo was surrounded by twenty or thirty people?
But it was clearly him who surrounded twenty or thirty people!
The old brothers looked at each other and stepped back in unison.
How about we withdraw.
Look at the state of our male protagonist, he is really "red-eyed".
It can easily hurt us for a while.
At this time, the bearded two people who were walking with Lao Ma and chatting while walking also came nearby.
“Hey, we were just filming a beating scene.” The bearded man heard the shouting and thought what a coincidence.
"Mr. Ma, let me show you the fight scenes of our crew."
"In my martial arts films, the most important thing is the fighting scenes, which must be both realistic and beautiful. I dare to say that I am invincible in this regard!" The bearded man started boasting again.
"Okay, let me take a look."
Hearing that it was a fight, Lao Ma also became interested.
The two of them walked closer side by side and looked at the crowd at the same time.
"Oh, is it Zhang Yuan who is filming a fight scene?" Lao Ma saw a handsome young man through the cracks among the people.
"Exactly, look, what a good fight." The bearded man also praised: "This action, the punches hit the flesh, it's fun to watch."
"It's quite fun." Lao Ma also felt that The fight was thrilling.
The bearded man listened to the screams and thought that Yu Min would do the job!
Knowing that I was going to bring Lao Ma here, I must have taken special care of him. The performances of these extras were very real.
The shouting sounded as if he had been really beaten, and it hurt to hear it.
These two people looked beautiful, and among the crowd, Zhang Yuan, who was fighting bloody battles with everyone, had about ten people lying on the ground beside him.
The martial arts school students have practiced,
but it was a big class, and half of it was performance-based martial arts training, and the other half was Sanda teaching.
In a duel with ordinary people, they have an absolute advantage.
Having practiced and not practicing are two different worlds and cannot be compared at all.
But there is a huge difference between practicing and practicing.
Most of these students entered the martial arts school after junior high school. They have only practiced martial arts for two or three years, and they have only learned basics and tricks.
And after all, they are just students.
Students move up quickly and move down quickly.
Seeing Captain Jia being beaten, he immediately got up and screamed for revenge. When he saw his classmates lying on the ground, he immediately lowered his head and screamed to run for his life.
This is called a mob!
Why morale is so important in ancient wars.
Because once morale collapses, no matter how many people there are, they will collapse at the drop of a hat!
Captain Jia is the captain and the leader of this gang of buddies.
But think about it, this guy's character is really not up to par. How many good things can he get if he hangs out with him?
That’s really “when we gather together, we are like shit, when we gather together, we are like shit”.
Here.
Now this group of people saw that the situation was not good, and realized that Zhang Yuan was as fierce as an evil tiger when he beat people.
They didn't drink "three bowls but not enough", and they really didn't dare to move forward anymore.
Dead Taoist friends are not dead, but we don’t want to be beaten into pieces.
I am the one who takes advantage, but I cannot be the one who gets beaten!
It was like eating a spicy butter pot the day before, drinking a box of cold beer, eating half an iced watermelon when I got home, and then sitting on the toilet the next morning.
This group of people "kook" and scattered in all directions!
But don’t forget, the crew has already arrived and just happened to be surrounding them, blocking their way!
"Run!" Zhang Yuan threw a student whose neck he had strangled to the ground.
“If you fight one person, you will fight, if you fight a group, you will fight!”
“It doesn’t matter today or tomorrow, I’ll do my best first!”
These group of actors are all good at acting. He is a member of the Beggar Clan, each carrying a bamboo stick.
Just now everyone was huddled together and couldn’t move with sticks.
They were about to run at this moment, which just gave them room to use their sticks!
Zhang Yuan pressed his toes a little, and a bamboo stick was lifted into the air. He stretched out his arm and grabbed it immediately.
Phew!
A muffled sound of wind struck the back of the running student.
The bamboo stick hit the man's back, and before he could even scream, the man fell to the ground like a sack.
Zhang Yuan waved his backhand, using his waist as the center of the circle, and turned the stick to the other side of his body. He flipped his wrist and picked it up. A student who was running away felt his knees weak and hugged his legs, with a face full of pain. Fall to the ground.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
The bamboo stick drew shadows in his hands, almost reaching the extreme.
Someone is being hit every second.
Every second someone falls to the ground.
Every second someone joins the howling army.
Bang... click!
It wasn't until he hit someone on the lower back with a stick that the bamboo stick broke apart due to the force, which forced him to stop.
"The props must have received kickbacks." Zhang Yuan muttered as he looked at the half bamboo pole in his hand.
A prop man standing nearby heard this and quickly took two steps back.
Wait a moment and come to me...
"Good stick technique!" Not far away, Mr. Yu Chenghui looked happy.
“The Shaolin stick can be used to this extent by him, which is as good as some masters who have practiced hard for ten years.”
"Strong yet soft, flowing like clouds and flowing water, really good!"
At first, the old man wanted to step forward and help save people.
Later I realized that I didn’t need to take action myself.
Zhang Zhenyong on the side wanted to help at first, but now he was shaking like chaff.
“My dear mother.”
"I even called my classmates and told them that I had a tie with him."
"What if someone takes it seriously and asks me to fight again?"
< br>Zhang Zhenyong looked at the students who fell to the ground and groaned. At this time, the number of students had risen to twenty!
He took a deep breath and felt that if the other party used his full strength, he would probably be able to get a "baby-like sleep".
Zhang Yuan threw away the remaining stick in his hand and walked towards a student who was crawling on the ground.
Everyone else who could run ran away. This student was tripped by the fallen classmate and couldn't run away.
The sunset was slanting, and the man found that his body was completely shrouded in Zhang Yuan's shadow. The other party raised his fist and was about to hit him with an expressionless face.
This man quickly raised his hand and said tremblingly.
"Stop!"
"I was wrong, I am not familiar with Jia Qiang..."
Seeing that Zhang Yuan had no intention of stopping, this man quickly changed his words: "Didn't you say that we should not fight, but that we should pay attention to the teachings of Confucius and Mencius, and pay attention to benevolence and righteousness? Please let me go!"
At this time, Zhang Yuan stopped. .
Then he raised his left fist and shook it.
“This is Ren.”
He tightened his right fist again.
"This is righteousness."
"I will let you taste the taste of benevolence and righteousness now."
"Let you know what the Tao of Confucius and Mencius is!"
Boom !
“This means that if a gentleman is not serious, he will not be powerful!”
Boom!
“This is called teaching without distinction!”
Boom!
"It's said to be safe when it comes!"
With three punches and two kicks, this man tilted his head and passed out.
The setting sun is like blood, shining on the earth with bursts of scarlet.
On the set today, no one dared to come forward. They all watched Zhang Yuan walking towards one side quietly.
Where he went, the people who were standing there dispersed automatically as if dishwashing liquid had been dripped into greasy dishes.
In the direction of Zhang Yuan's advance, there was a man with a mouth full of blood and spitting broken teeth out of his mouth. He was slowly moving forward on the ground using his hands and feet, squirming like a maggot in a manure pit.
Da da da da…
This person is crawling towards the director's position, where there are all the big shots of the crew, so it is the safest.
But before he arrived, and just when he was about to ask the director for help, footsteps like a devil's whisper had already arrived in front of him.
Wow!
Zhang Yuan came to the monitor and twisted his neck.
Yu Min jumped up and hid aside.
He picked up the folding stool used by the director and waved it. He felt that it was quite handy and showed a satisfied expression.
Then, he swung towards the person on the ground!
“Ah!!!”
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang...
Zhang Yuan hit him with an elegant rhythm and tried to run away. Jia Qiang.
To be honest, he had some personal grudges these days.
“Hit me with a lunch box!”
“I want to touch my woman!”
“Hit my vital parts with a stick!”
“Fuck me! ”
At the beginning, Jia Qiang, who was on the ground, was flailing his limbs like a bastard. After being beaten for more than ten times, his screams gradually became weaker and his movements became smaller.
“What a folding stool!”
Yu Chenghui slapped her in the face!
“The wonderful thing about the folding stool is that it can be hidden in the crew and easily available. You can also sit on it to hide your murderous intentions. Even if the police catch you, they won’t be able to sue you. It’s really worthy of being a seven-year-old. The first of all kinds of weapons!"
Only Zhang Zhenyong came to his senses at this moment.
You can boast about this!
You have always watched Xingye’s movies!
I can recite the lines easily.
Zhang Zhenyong glanced at the man on the ground, and then cautiously spoke to the old man.
“Yu, Mr. Yu, this, this, that person on the ground seems to be dying soon.”
Only then did Yu Chenghui react from his intoxication and immediately frowned.
"Blood is pouring into his pupils, no matter what, he can't stop!"
I know that Zhang Yuan is irrational at this moment, but the old man can't watch him kill.
Yu Lao immediately picked up a bamboo pole scattered on the ground and stepped forward.
Even though he is already over 60 years old, he makes a lot of noise when he runs, he is extremely fast!
In the blink of an eye, he arrived near Zhang Yuan, then raised his hand to send the stick and picked it towards the folding stool that Zhang Yuan was about to fall down for the Nth time.
What does it mean to say "fists are afraid of young men, and sticks are afraid of old men".
The stick was cleverly made and had a tricky angle. It just happened to be stuck at the position where Zhang Yuan exerted his force. He used the force to draw a half arc, and then knocked his powerful and heavy stick down. The attack was neutralized, and at the same time, the "Head of the Seven Weapons" in his hand was knocked away.
Yu Laoxin said, this is good, finally I didn’t make a big mistake.
As long as no one is killed, everything is easy to talk about.
But at this moment, the old man felt a figure with a single blood-pupil rushing towards him... (End of Chapter)