"Okay! Useful!"

But Du Yu raised his hand to signal, and Huo Tingen stopped.

It is useful, but Du Yu found the exclusive noun during the shooting process. He was not used to the words "action", "rolling", "no     good" that Fernan used at the beginning, so he used his own language to direct the shooting.

What is useful means is that it is over, which means that the piece of film I just shot is not wasted.

"knock off!"

But Du Yu covered the blackout cloth on the machine, carried the machine and moved it to the warehouse.

This old-fashioned photography machine is huge, has a rough appearance, and is very heavy. When shooting, you need to turn the handle with your hand. Liantian took pictures, but Du Yu's right arm is already very sore.

However, he still did not allow anyone to move his machine, and he had to carry it himself no matter how tired he was.

In order to facilitate filming, Zhang Shichuan, but Du Yu and Zheng Zhengqiu, three crew members simply suspended their work in magazines and newspapers and lived directly on the set.

The work ended earlier today, on the one hand, because there was not much film left, and on the other hand, because tomorrow is the time to compete with Hongkou Dojo.

After the shooting was over, everyone gathered in the warehouse.

The brothers and sisters kept the front and back doors of the warehouse. Fei Nan and others closed the door and discussed it until midnight before they left mysteriously.

The next morning, Nong Jinsun got a carriage and came to the warehouse on the set.

But Du Yu carried the machine and got into the carriage, set up the tripod, and supported the machine.

Afterwards, Nong Jinsun booked several rickshaws and took everyone in Jingwumen to head towards Hongkou District.

Today's Hongkou Dojo is different from the past. Not only are there many more neon troops on duty, but the entire street has been blocked.

The carriage stopped in front of the main entrance of the Hongkou Dojo first, but Du Yu carefully lifted the curtain, let out the camera gap, and slapped the main entrance of the dojo quickly.

The commander of the Neon Army saw the carriage and wanted to go forward and shout, but the rickshaw behind arrived quickly and swarmed at the entrance of the dojo, causing a lot of blockage.

"Who are you?"

Captain Neon Army stepped forward and asked.

On the rickshaw in the front, Nong Jinsun and Huo Tingen strided with their heads and walked out of the car.

Standing at the gate of Hongkou Dojo, Huo Tingen lifted his clothes and put on a shelf. He pointed to the plaque on the door of the dojo with an exaggerated expression, and said loudly: "In a mere little place, can you dare to laugh at me as there is no one in China?"

The army captain frowned and asked, "What are you doing? Go quickly! Chinese people are not allowed to enter here!"

Behind Huo Tingen, the Jingwu Sect brothers were excited and kept shouting.

Huo Tingen turned around and raised his hand to signal, and the brothers of the Jingwu Sect also calmed down and were in order.

Holding his eyebrows, Huo Tingen pointed his hand at the army captain and shouted: "This is the Chinese place! Why can't we enter?"

"That's right!"

"that is!"

The brothers of Jingwu Sect followed suit.

The army captain seemed to have thought of something and asked, "You are here to discuss martial arts with the Hongkou Taoist temple, right?"

"That's right!"

Huo Tingen changed his style again, stood upright and said righteously: "Today, I, Huo Yuanjia, want you neon people to see what Chinese martial arts is!"

The army leader was confused and looked at him in confusion, and then said, "Our Chief Fujita has told him that if the warriors from the Jingwumen come, they will let them in, but it will definitely not work if so many of you go in together."

Upon hearing this, Huo Tingen turned around and looked at Fernan who was mingling in the crowd.

Chen Zhen stood beside Fernan, pulling a rickshaw in his hand.

There was a cabinet-like thing on the rickshaw, covered with white veil, but it was a working phonograph.

The materials to be photographed are almost the same, so Fernan winked at Huo Tingen.

Huo Tingen understood, and snorted, facing the direction of the carriage, and said seriously: "Teaching you a lesson for a few neon warriors who don't know the heights of the sky and the earth, why do you need to use so many people? I, Huo Yuanjia, alone, are enough!"

After saying that, he shouted: "Where is Chen Zhen?"

“Here.”

Chen Zhen put down the car and agreed.

Huo Tingen said seriously: "I don't know neon language. Please help me with an interpreter and go there together!"

"Yes! Master!"

Chen Zhen clasped his fists and responded, looking at Fernan.

Fernan smiled and patted his shoulder.

Chen Zhen suddenly felt a warmth flowing into his body, and his whole body seemed to be a little bigger.

I was surprised and didn't understand why, but I didn't ask much at this time.

Chen Zhen nodded at Fernam and then strode to Huo Tingen.

The army leader let the Neon Army on duty open the gate of the dojo.

Huo Tingen and Chen Zhen stood in front of the gate, but faced out, with a few mighty and majestic looks towards the door before turning around and strode into the door.

The figures of the two disappeared at the door. Fei Nan winked at the remaining Jingwu brothers, and everyone tacitly pulled the rickshaw aside and waited quietly.

Fernan came to the carriage and jumped into the carriage.

But Du Yu bent his waist, and the two film boxes on the camera were rotating as his handles turned.

“Have you taken it?”

Fernan got in the car and asked.

“I’ve photographed it!”

But Du Yu wiped the sweat from his forehead, kept muttering: "This little film is left. I'll shoot it. The new product arrives tonight, and you can use the new product."

The carriage was covered tightly, but there was still air conditioning in, and his sweat was nervous.

It is still quite dangerous to face so many neon soldiers with live ammunition.

Outside the carriage, the army captain stared at the Jingwumen brothers vigilantly, always thinking that something was wrong, but he couldn't be sure.

Suddenly, his attention was focused on the tightly wrapped carriage.

There are many people in such a carriage!

Removed the gun from his back and walked towards the carriage.

The brothers of Jingwumen knew what was in the car. When they saw him approaching, they all looked at him vigilantly.

Seeing everyone's reaction, he was even more sure what was wrong with the carriage.

Seeing this, Nong Jinsun hurriedly came over and stopped him and said, "Sir, this is my carriage. I have poor legs and feet, so I need it to carry it."

The army leader obviously didn't believe it and asked in a deep voice: "Raise the curtain, I want to see it!"

"This...isn't there any need? There's nothing in the car."

Nong Jinsun looked at the location of the car window, and his eyes were a little anxious.

"Open now!"

The army leader pointed a gun at him and scolded him in a deep voice.

In the carriage, but Du Yu also heard his words and couldn't help but panic and asked nervously: "It's over, what should I do?"

They didn't bring any weapons, but what if the Neon Soldier confiscated the movie machine?

"Don't be afraid, just sit back."

Fei Nan looked calm and took the initiative to lift the curtain a crack. He smiled and said to Nong Jinsun: "Uncle Nong, if he wants to check it, let him check it out. It's okay."

When the army leader saw Fei Nan enter the carriage, he didn't feel strange about his appearance. He just turned the gun and aimed at the door curtain.

Fernan looked at him, smiled and lifted the curtain, exposing the interior of the carriage to his field of view.

But Du Yu sat stiffly on the carriage cushion, and the movie machine was still on a tripod, occupying most of the space in the carriage.

The army leader looked around the carriage and his expression gradually calmed down.

His eyes flashed across the camera, but he seemed to see nothing.
Chapter completed!