After Hao Jun hung up the phone, Lu Zhaoyang said slightly respectfully: "When we were having dinner together, we didn't know what the director of the King of Special Effects Studio means. After watching the blockbuster film, we realized how awesome you are! Moreover, Directorbu, Director Zhang, Old Monster, Director Gong, Bone Man, and Director Mei are all agents of your studio! I think it is not appropriate to call you director, and the director is like a family."

Hao Jun smiled, "Postal is just a code name, don't take it too seriously. You didn't hear Lao Bu, Lao Zhang and the others call me Xiao Hao? It seems closer."

Lu Zhaoyang really knew how to act according to the opportunity and immediately talked about Nian Geng with Hao Jun, who was three months younger than Hao Jun, but it was not appropriate to call Lao Hao, so he called Hao Brother intimately.

Hao Jun was a little uncomfortable when he called him, "You are a big star, so don't pay too much attention to the respect between us. Just call me my name, otherwise I'll call you Xiaolu and I feel like calling a girl."

Lu Zhaoyang insisted on refusing and finally agreed to only call Hao Jun one word - "Brother", and Hao Jun called him "Zhao Yang", which seemed more friendly.

When the two of them were talking, including Hao Jun and Bu Jinxian, they were always paying attention to the situation on the edge of collapse, and they were inevitably nervous, so when the topic ended, they naturally turned to the topic they had been facing.

Hao Jun sighed slightly, "It won't work like this, I'm always nervous. I remember when I was having a meal, you said you used to learn aerodynamics, but now there are cracks on the cement pavement at the edge of the collapse. If I set up a helicopter to rescue, how high do you think can the cement pavement at the edge of the collapse not collapse under the ravage of the propeller?"

Lu Zhaoyang thought about it, "It takes complicated measurements and calculations to draw conclusions. Moreover, when I was in college, I was an active member, not a top student, so I couldn't make a conclusion too quickly. But I think it's not just the raging problem of propellers, but the shock of the fuselage and the roar of the motivation may also cause a bad situation. The place where the car just now was shaking, the possibility of collapse was very high, and the area with large holes under the cement road was not safe. I can't say that the safe distance is accurate, I can only say that the height of one or two hundred meters is not very safe."

Hao Jun decided to give up this idea, "The beginning and end of the helicopter hover are not good enough if you can press the button. If the soft ladder or hanging basket is as long as 300 meters long, no matter how skilled the driver is, he cannot guarantee that he will not touch the edge of collapse."

Hao Jun turned around and looked up at the collapsed edge, and was also hiding from the broken pieces of the cement pavement exposed from the top of the exposed feet. He simply bent down, waved his left arm, and smashed three broken pieces as big as a washbasin to clear the obstacles.

Lu Zhaoyang couldn't help but grin, "Brother, you really don't hurt? After you just hit the two cars, I kept paying attention to your arm, flexing and stretching freely, and my hand was not broken. Is it really okay?"

Hao Jun smiled, "I'm not stupid yet, don't worry."

Hao Jun looked at the broken piece and suddenly thought about it. He picked up a piece with both hands and threw it towards the place where he once wanted to borrow strength.

For Hao Jun's current physique, throwing more than ten kilograms of cement blocks upwards is not a big deal, and there is still plenty of effort, so the cement blocks are directly embedded there.

Hao Jun couldn't help but feel happy!

When he used his left palm to leverage force there, he said that he was slapped on cotton, which was an exaggeration, but he felt that the softness of the soil was not as soft as the soil in the often-turned flower pot. It really couldn't withstand his leverage force, and it was not much different from that of ordinary people slapped on cotton.

So he thought that more than ten kilograms of cement could be completely buried in the soil with one blow, but unexpectedly, half of it was buried. It seemed that the soil was not as soft as it had previously determined.

He turned around and said to Lu Zhaoyang: "You can wait here for a while, pay attention to the dangers that may occur at any time above, pay attention to avoiding them, and remember the key points I told you. I'll go up and try it out."

Lu Zhaoyang nodded, "Don't worry, brother, don't worry, don't worry about me, concentrate on trying. You should also pay attention to safety. Be sure to see all directions and listen to all directions!"

Hao Jun nodded, stepped on the ground with his left foot, twisted his waist, flew up, and slapped the embedded cement block with his left palm.

Unexpectedly, just three or four meters away from the cement block, the cement block suddenly loosened and fell down!

Hao Jun was shocked and in a hurry, he waved his left arm over and must smash the cement into the soil! Otherwise, it might hit him!

The cement block was re-embedded into the soil with a loud sound. Hao Jun also relieved his strength and had to fall back to the ground.

He suddenly felt something was wrong, and he didn't seem to have hit the cement block just now!

He waved his hand in confusion to fan the falling dust and looked up at the cement block. Although it was not embedded in the previous position, it was a little deeper than the one before, and only about one-third of it was left outside.

He didn't think about it clearly, so he decided to go up and tamp the cement block before talking about it. He had a safe guarantee when leveraging the force.

If he wanted to compact the cement block, he thought it was safe and effective to use a bronze arm.

But the bronze arm was not as flexible as the palm, so he stared at the cement block and gestured the strength of the arm, and imagined the scene of using the bronze arm to compact the cement block. A miracle happened!

The cement block seemed to be really hit by a bronze arm!

Hao Jun was just gesturing, so the strength was not very strong. He seemed to be really hit into the soil by "gentle"!

What shocked Hao Jun even more was that there seemed to be a very difficult-to-see phantom floating in the position of the cement block, and he followed Hao Jun's movements to consolidate the cement block!

Hao Jun was shocked and stood still, and the phantom disappeared.

Hao Jun looked back at Lu Zhaoyang, and saw that he was wide open with his mouth wide open, interpreting the legendary stunnedness.

Hao Jun asked subconsciously: "Did you see it too?"

Lu Zhaoyang came back to his senses and was a little excited, "It's amazing, my brother! I'm setting up the formation just now, right? First, set up the formation, and then perform it below. The cement block will be knocked into it according to the strength of your interpretation. It's so awesome!"

Hao Jun understood. He didn't see the phantom, but only saw the cement blocks being "gentle" and smashed into the soil.

Thinking about it, Lu Zhaoyang cannot compare his eyesight. Moreover, Lu Zhaoyang can see that he hits a car with a bronze arm as using a fist, which shows that his eyes are not sharp.

Hao Jun didn't want to be distracted and explained anything more. He smiled and let him have infinite imagination. He recalled the strange scene just now and suddenly felt a shock in his body!

That phantom is myself!

Body shape, outline, shape, and body movements are exactly the same!

If you want to say something about ghosts and gods, Hao Jun was a little skeptical before. Since joining the club, he has not believed in fantasy things very much. No matter how strange the situation was just now, he could not connect it with ghosts and gods, so he would not panic because of it.

However, what explanation can be given to the phantom as it is really my own?
Chapter completed!