Chapter 242(1/2)
"It's me wrong, it's me wrong, I'll apologize to Brother Dan."
Zhao Wenzhuo quickly smiled and tried to smooth things over, trying to avoid Zhen Zhidan continuing to target Hong Yong.
"Director Xu, they really have an impact on filming here. I suggest you invite them out." Zhen Zhidan refused to give Zhao Wenzhuo any face.
He was not afraid of angering Guan Meiren, so he wanted to "invite" Chen Haohongyong away.
"He really understands kung fu..." Chen Hao walked out of the awning, patted Hong Yong's shoulder, and said to Zhen Zhidan with a smile: "Do you dare to talk with him?"
"Understanding Kung Fu?"
Zhen Zhidan smiled, smiling very disdainfully.
"Let everyone see what real kung fu is." Chen Hao ordered Hong Yong.
Hong Yong nodded and walked towards Zhen Zhidan.
"What are you doing?!"
Several people from Wuxing stopped Hong Yong.
Although Zhen Zhidan is not from this crew, the main creators and martial arts are all familiar with Zhen Zhidan and are following Zhen Zhidan.
"Overbial ability."
"Silly x!"
Some people despise Hong Yong with disdainful eyes, believing that Hong Yong is unhappy.
"Let him come."
Zhen Zhidan is extremely confident.
More than a dozen martial men retreated.
Everyone looked at Hong Yong and Zhen Zhidan.
Zhen Zhidan waved to Hong Yong and signaled that Hong Yong would make a move, his contempt was self-evident.
Hong Yong had no expression on his face, slowly clenched his fists with both hands, and then exploded, instantly bullied Zhen Zhidan, and his eagle claws grabbed Zhen Zhidan's throat.
Zhen Zhidan's expression changed slightly.
Hong Yong's speed was beyond Zhen Zhidan's expectations.
Zhen Zhidan hurriedly waved his arms to block Hong Yong's outstretched arm.
Pang!
A dull sound.
The two of them touched their arms.
Hong Yong's straight arm was shaking without any hesitation.
Zhen Zhidan was frightened, feeling that his arm seemed to hit the steel bar, bounced back, and his flesh hurt. Before he could change his moves or retreat, Hong Yong was strangled to his neck.
Hong Yong turned around and bent down, pressed Zhen Zhidan to the ground, and a series of actions were completed in one go, so fast that the bystanders were dazzled, either in a trance or in amazement.
Chen Hao laughed. Kung Fu stars, like martial artists on the Peking Opera stage, know nothing but a fancy way. They have tacit understanding and counterattacking each other when filming, which is even more incomparable to actual combat.
When encountering a strong man in the army, Zhen Zhidan will definitely be vulnerable.
One blow to defeat the enemy.
No fancy empty shelves.
This is true kung fu.
"If this is on the battlefield, you are dead."
Hong Yong spoke coldly, let go of Zhen Zhidan's neck, stood up and walked back.
Zhen Zhidan, who was lying on the ground, was stunned for a few seconds, and was angry. He gritted his teeth and stood up with a carp, and then kicked Hong Yong in the back in silence.
A sneak attack behind the scenes.
This is not a dispute, it is a vent of anger.
Chen Hao frowned.
On the battlefield of danger, Hong Yong had already mastered the skills of all directions. At this moment, he quickly turned around and punched him with a punch.
With a thunderous sound, Hong Yong's fist hit Zhen Zhidan's sole of the sole of the foot.
The huge impact force hit Zhen Zhidan who was in the air.
Zhen Zhidan flew back several meters and fell to the ground.
"Brother Dan..."
"Brother Dan..."
Several martial arts craftsmen want to help Zhen Zhidan.
Zhen Zhidan was knocked down by Hong Yong twice in a row, and was completely angry. He grabbed the long sword from the hand of a Wu Xing, and rushed towards Hong Yong with a fierce look.
There are two types of swords in the crew.
One is props made of wood or rubber.
There is another type of craft sword used to shoot close-up shots. This type of sword is made of stainless steel. The only difference between it and the real sword is that it has no edges.
The knife in Zhen Zhidan's hand is this kind of craft knife. Even if it is not cut, it can still hurt people or even kill people.
"Zhidan!"
Old Monster Xu was anxious and wanted to stop Zhen Zhidan, but it was too late.
People around me were at a loss.
Zhen Zhidan danced the steel knife crazily.
Zhen Zhidan, who was once a martial arts champion, is proficient in the sword dancing routine, with a lingering sword light and airtight.
Hong Yong looked solemn, retreating again and again.
Chen Hao saw that Hong Yong was not helpless, but because Zhen Zhidan was anxious and gave in.
Zhen Zhidan is a star after all.
Hong Yong was worried that he would hurt someone again and cause trouble for Chen Hao.
pride.
opinionated.
But I can't afford to lose.
Chen Hao disliked and even hated such a person. He took one step and pushed Hong Yong away while seemingly recklessly pushing his right hand deep into the light of the knife.
He grabbed the steel knife.
The knife light dissipated.
Many people were surprised.
Zhen Zhidan was also stunned.
The whole audience was silent.
"I didn't expect that you can't afford to lose so much."
What Chen Hao showed was not anger or disappointment.
The image of a kung fu star in his heart completely collapsed.
Zhen Zhidan came to his senses and drew the knife hard.
The knife held by Chen Hao did not move at all.
Zhen Zhidan made a fool of himself in public, blushed and in desperation, he let go of the steel knife and kicked Chen Hao in the chest regardless of how disappointed Chen Hao was.
A cold light flashed in Chen Hao's eyes, and he quickly raised his foot, not only breaking Zhen Zhidan's round kick, but also kicked Zhen Zhidan several meters away and smashed it into a pile of baskets on the side of the road.
These baskets were props used for the crew's set.
According to Xu Laoqian's design, after the filming was officially started, the bandits who were beaten by Huang Feihong fell into the basket and recorded the scene in close-up shots.
Before the filming of the scene started, the set was destroyed by Zhen Zhidan.
"It hurts someone!
"Fuck him!"
A bunch of Xiangjiang Wuxing was furious and surrounded Chen Hao.
Hong Yong and Guan Meiren's four black-clad bodyguards were about to stand in front of Chen Hao.
Chen Hao looked down on everyone, broke the unbladed steel knife with both hands, and then shot the two cutters at the ground.
The road in the ancient town is paved with bluestone slabs.
Two cut-off knives smashed the bluestone slab and debris flew.
To be continued...