Chapter 11 Unfair
Following Zang Tianshuo's order, his subordinates rushed towards various shooting equipment.
Facing this group of wolf-like men, Xu Kun not only did not feel nervous at all, but even felt a little friendly. He took out a cigarette and threw it to Wang Peng, leaning on the minibus and puffing away at the excitement.
At this time, the three Hong Kong men, including the prop master, were knocked to the ground and kicked in circles like rubber balls, while the two women hugged each other and shivered.
The few people who had just been flattered also remembered their status as mainlanders and quietly blended into the large army.
Just when the screams and smashing sounds were heard, a sudden voice suddenly sounded: "Master Zang, please show your respect, Master Zang! These things are all mine and have nothing to do with the people of Hong Kong!"
Xu Kun frowned and looked around, and saw Chen Xuebin standing in front of some shooting equipment with his arms crossed. Although his legs were shaking like chaff, he gritted his teeth and refused to let go.
"It doesn't matter?"
Zang Tianshuo stepped on Director Sun's chest, turned around and sneered: "When we Wenwen were bullied just now, did you stand up? Since you didn't stand up, then it has nothing to do with it - Damn it! Whoever dares to stop us, even Let him fight together!"
When the younger brothers heard this, they immediately raised their sticks and forced them towards Chen Xuebin.
"No, Brother Chen is a good person!"
At this time Wang Baoqiang shouted and went up to protect Chen Xuebin behind him.
Tsk~
It’s really troublesome.
Xu Kun held the cigarette in his mouth, picked up two shovels nearby, and dragged one in each hand towards Chen Xuebin and Wang Baoqiang.
The clanking sound of metal dragging immediately attracted the attention of everyone present. Several young people surrounding Chen Xuebin tried to stop him, but when they saw Xu Kun's cold eyes, they all stopped moving forward.
In the end, I could only hesitate and sit back and watch Xu Kun join Wang Baoqiang and Chen Xuebin.
Xu Kun handed the shovel in his left hand to Bao Qiang, took off the Hongtashan biting in his mouth, exhaled heavily, and said to Zang Tianshuo: "Master Zang, right? It's our fault to sit back and watch Hong Kong Islanders bully us mainland girls. This We admit it! But your girl Wenwen was angry with the people of Hong Kong, so she took it out on us, the military servants.
When she slapped her body and face with fists, she didn't care whether we were wronged or not - but now you are complaining that we didn't protect her and wanted to hit my friend while he was eating. I think this is unfair. "
The word 'unfair' was spat out repeatedly, and the clouds in front of his eyes were blown away. Xu Kun's ferocious and cold eyes collided with Zang Tianshuo's narrowed vision in the air, making the surrounding area instantly quieter.
When their eyes met, Zang Tianshuo's eyes narrowed even more. He was considered a master he had met in passing, so he was not frightened by Xu Kun's look. But what this look and this person meant made him confused. He had to weigh it carefully.
In particular, Xu Kun also emphasized the word "Wudi", clearly telling himself that he had the skills.
Dare to fight, dare to fight, know kung fu, and have an advantage with the 'weapon blade'...
I came here to settle a score with the people of Hong Kong. It was really not worth it to face such a ruthless person over a few irrelevant things.
Thinking of this, Zang Tianshuo suddenly laughed and said, "It seems that girl Wenwen is really spoiled."
As he spoke, he waved to the younger brothers, who immediately backed away as if they were being amnestied.
Then all the boys ignored Xu Kun and the other three and began to smash other equipment. Some even went towards the minibus, but after seeing Miss Xu inside, they all turned away silently.
At this time, Zang Tianshuo also lit a cigarette, raised his hand at Xu Kun and asked, "Where are you doing, little brother?"
Xu Kun threw away the shovel and said with a smile: "I used to wander around in the countryside, but then I met Jiang Long, so I had to come to the capital to make a living."
Zang Tianshuo saw that he was speaking vaguely and had no intention of establishing a relationship, so he didn't say anything more and got on the crew's minibus.
Seeing that the conflict was gone, Wang Baoqiang could no longer hold the shovel in his hand, and Chen Xuebin slumped to the ground.
Wang Peng smoked the cigarette given by Xu Kun and strolled over, tentatively asking: "Could the dragon crossing the river you just mentioned be..."
As he spoke, he pointed to the sky.
"How is that possible?"
Xu Kun spread his hands and said: "If I registered with it, how could I dare to come to the capital to be a group performer? A group of ruthless people came from the provincial capital to steal our beer business. They scared my elder brother and he went back to his hometown to farm. The land is gone, no matter what, I can only come to the capital to make a living."
Wang Peng nodded, and Wang Baoqiang and Chen Xuebin beside him also secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although they were grateful to Xu Kun for taking action, if he had a criminal background, it would be difficult for them to get along with each other.
As for wandering around the world... Among the two groups of extras and martial arts actors, there has never been a shortage of brave and ruthless people, especially the latter.
Ten minutes later.
Zang Tianshuo hugged Miss Xu, who had changed into casual clothes, and walked away with many of his younger brothers.
However, Xu Kun noticed with keen eyes that although Miss Xu was angry, she did not seem to be happy after taking revenge. Instead, she looked worried and depressed.
Watching several vans drifting away, the crew finally came to life in the mess. The two Japanese gangsters who had previously been hiding among the people immediately shouted to call the police and an ambulance.
As for the one who stood up and yelled at the beginning, he was still lying on the ground and yelling "Ouch".
Finally, under the arrangement of the assistant director, everyone loaded all kinds of equipment, good or bad, into the car, and then carried the Hong Kong man and the beaten dog leg into the minibus, preparing to send them directly to the hospital.
As for whether to call the police or not, that depends on the people of Hong Kong.
After the minibus returned to the city, staff from the mainland got off the bus one after another. It was only then that Xu Kun realized that only people from Hong Kong were staying in the high-end hotel, and the rest of the people rushed there in advance to join them every day.
At a fork in the road, Chen Xuebin also greeted Xu Kun and Baoqiang to get out of the car.
Wang Peng also followed behind the three of them silently.
The four of them went to Chen Xuebin's residence first, put away the pieces of photographic equipment, and then took a taxi and headed straight to the bathhouse.
After rubbing the skin off inside and out, and ordering a table of wine and food at a nearby fly shop, the four of them had time to sit down and talk.
The first person to speak was naturally Chen Xuebin. He raised his glass and said excitedly: "Xiao Xu, Baoqiang, you have saved my brother this time. I didn't say it before, the three of us will be brothers from now on!"
As he said that, he drank a whole cup.
Seeing the embarrassment on Bao Qiang's face, Xu Kun told him to do what he could, and then asked curiously: "What's going on with those equipment?"
Chen Xuebin explained: "I can't make much money just by taking a commission from the extras, so I saved up money to buy some commonly used photographic equipment, and rented these things to the crew every time I joined the cast - this is what I have done for half my life. savings!”
No wonder he was so frightened at the time and still tried his best to stop him.
After a pause, Chen Xuebin couldn't help but smile bitterly: "This crew is probably finished. We have to find another job tomorrow, and we don't have to worry about whether we can get paid."
The people of Hong Kong were beaten to such a moral level, and most of the equipment was destroyed, so the subsequent filming was naturally unsustainable - not to mention that Zang Tianshuo could offend Chen Xuebin, couldn't that old pervert named Sun do the same?
Even if he wants to continue filming, Chen Xuebin is not ready to go into this muddy water again.
Tsk~
Xu Kun felt a little depressed when he thought that the first line of his acting career would probably come to nothing.
But overall it's not a loss. Although filming was a waste of time, it deepened the relationship with Chen Xuebin and got to know Wang Peng, a well-known martial artist in the industry, which will be very helpful for future development. beneficial.
At this time, Wang Peng said with relief: "It's all right. Besides, you can still continue to eat this bowl of rice. You are better than Miss Xu. I'm afraid no one will dare to film with her in the future."
When Xu Kun heard this, he finally figured out why Miss Xu was so unhappy. A newcomer who had just joined the industry made such a big fuss. In the future, no one would dare to use her, not to mention the crews in Hong Kong and Taiwan, even the mainland crews.
It is estimated that when she first called Zang Tianshuo, she did not expect such a big commotion, let alone the consequences.
It seems that in the future, if you can play dirty tricks, it's best not to do it openly.
Xu Kun secretly set a code of conduct for himself and asked: "Then what is the relationship between Miss Xu and Zang Tianshuo?"
"What else could it be?"
Wang Peng held the wine glass and laughed: "The relationship between the rock veteran and Jian Guo'er, that circle is more chaotic than ours, but there are a lot of young girls coming one after another, and even some famous actresses have come to criticize."
Xu Kun regretted greatly after listening to it. If he had known there was such a good thing, he would have just memorized a few more lyrics in his previous life.
Fortunately, the film and television industry is not bad either, and it can be called the birthplace of Gouzi literature.
(End of chapter)