In order not to affect the performance of the actors and not miss any good shots, Director Zhang did not let the photographers enter the corridor. Instead, he installed more than 30 latest motion capture cameras on the floor to capture this excitement from different angles.
chase.
At this time, everyone was watching the tense scene in the newly built control room on the first floor. Bai Xian's stand-in was a retired sprinter and a senior member of the Xinhu Parkour Club. He may have misunderstood what Director Zhang meant.
, he did not perform according to the script completely. Not only did he not slow down, he even performed beyond his level.
When Bai Xian's stand-in rushed downstairs at full speed, Director Zhang felt something was wrong and wanted to shout to stop, but a jaw-dropping scene occurred.
Han Fei, who was rushing in front, started to accelerate! His super explosive power and flexible and agile movements made Director Zhang dumbfounded. What kind of comedian can be so physically strong? He can run away from a sprinter in the corridor with a hobby of parkour.
By?
Without letting the chase stop, Zhang Daoguang watched the rapidly changing scenes, and his heart quickened.
Neither party followed the script. The chase was supposed to end on the fourth floor, and the doctor ultimately failed to catch the murderer.
But at this time, something even more surprising happened to Director Zhang. Han Fei ran directly across the fourth floor, then climbed over the handrail on the third floor, and jumped to the second floor. If these can be explained by being unable to stop or being too involved, then what should I do next?
Han Fei's behavior was completely beyond everyone's expectations.
After landing on the ground and standing firm, Han Fei in the picture took out the metal swing stick from under the costume. He swung it casually and heard a crackling sound. The metal stick had taken shape.
"What did he take out?"
The staff member in charge of the props was also shocked. He and Director Zhang looked at each other. They had been filming for decades, and this was the first time they had seen an actor enter the set with a stick.
Before the eye contact was complete, there were exclamations in the room. Han Fei, who was holding a metal swing in the camera, actually started to go upstairs and chased the doctor!
"I go?!"
Director Zhang was also confused. All the staff in the room looked at him, wondering what to do?
Han Fei, who was holding a swing stick, met the strong retired athlete in the corridor. The back of Bai Xian's stand was shaking, and a knife made of non-metal material popped out of his sleeve.
Director Zhang, who was full of questions, saw the tip of the knife. He was sure that this scene was not in the script. His mind suddenly thought of a very scary possibility: "Does that stand-in want to kill Han Fei? He is the policeman who has been following us all this time."
A wanted criminal captured?!"
The moment this guess popped up in his mind, Director Zhang immediately shouted: "Hurry! Go and save Han Fei!"
Looking at Han Fei on the screen with murderous intent on his face, running madly upstairs, chasing the stuntman with a swinging stick, the staff present thought that Director Zhang had made a mistake, and it was obviously the stuntman he wanted to save! Otherwise!
Save, I guess the doctor in the drama is really going to be killed by Han Fei!
The door opened, and everyone hurriedly ran upstairs. Director Zhang's assistant also urgently notified the police stationed around, and everyone started to move.
At the center of the storm, Han Fei grabbed the metal swing and looked at the stuntman between the second and third floors. Compared with the knife hidden in the stuntman's hand, Han Fei cared more about the man following him.
ghost.
Suddenly encountering such a terrible thing, Han Fei felt that he should show nervousness and panic, but maybe it was because he had played that healing game too much. His current mood was calm, without any fear, and his brain naturally started to
Think about countermeasures.
Compared with the ghosts and murderers in the deep world, the bewitched stuntman in front of us is just like a blank piece of paper. What we really need to pay attention to is the thing behind the actor.
"My chest is panting, my eyes are wandering, and the hand holding the knife is in the wrong position. Why don't you, a murderer, even understand these things?"
The muscles in his legs were tense, like a fully drawn bowstring. After reaching the limit, Han Fei rushed towards the opponent fiercely!
The strength of the big arm drives the elbow joint, and the hand holding the stick swings down hard!
"Bang!"
The sound of bones breaking came from the stuntman's wrist. He tried his best to avoid it, but he still couldn't avoid Han Fei's attack.
The opponent is so skilled that he doesn't look like an actor at all. The angle of every attack is extremely tricky, and his actual combat experience is unbelievable.
His right hand completely lost feeling, and the stuntman even thought that his arm and the knife hidden in his sleeve had fallen to the ground.
After hitting the weapon-wielding right hand, before the opponent could react, Han Fei swung at the stuntman's knee again!
After being hit this time, the stuntman would probably fall to his knees and not even be able to escape.
His thoughts were coherent and clear. He first made the opponent lose the ability to resist, and then made the opponent lose the ability to escape. Han Fei's devilish fighting thinking really scared the stuntman.
The stuntman, who kept retreating and with his right hand hanging down, subconsciously ran upstairs, not even daring to pick up the dropped knife.
Glancing at the knife on the ground, Han Fei didn't even intend to touch it. He couldn't leave his fingerprints on it.
Han Fei's behavior seemed violent, but in fact he knew very well that daggers and knives could hardly be judged as self-defense, and bloody scenes could be photographed and exploited by interested parties, while throwing sticks had less worries in this regard.
In terms of lethality, hitting non-vital parts with a swing stick can also cause comminuted fractures. Few people can endure the pain of bone fragments piercing the flesh.
He grasped the swing stick and chased upwards. The potential of both sides exploded again, and the speed was not much slower than when they came down. The only difference was that the identities of the pursuer and the escaper had changed.
When the stuntman fled backwards, the ghost figure following him had disappeared.
The other party appeared quietly and disappeared without a trace. It was as if it was just Han Fei's hallucination, and it seemed that only Han Fei could see it in the whole building.
In fact, normally the probability of this stuntman killing Han Fei is very high, but no one expected that a sprinter-turned-parkour enthusiast would not catch up with Han Fei in the corridor, nor did they expect that Han Fei would do this.
Be alert and decisive.
The situation was reversed, but the situation the stuntman encountered at this time was different from Han Fei. Running downstairs was the exit, but running upstairs was a dead end!
He ran at full speed, but Han Fei followed him like a shadow. The sense of oppression was indescribable, as if he would be found no matter where he escaped.
He ran from the ninth floor to the second floor, and then from the second floor to the ninth floor again. The frantic footsteps sounded like drums.
A child lying in a room on the ninth floor accidentally got artificial plasma in his mouth. As soon as he got up from the ground, he heard sounds outside.
"Why are you back again?"
"Bang!"
The closed door was knocked open, and a stuntman with a broken arm rushed into the room. His face was pale, and his forehead was soaked with sweat from the pain.
When he turned around to close the door, the half-open door was kicked open!
The door panel hit the wall heavily, and the stuntman rolled and crawled towards the child. He seemed to want to take the child as a hostage.
The metal swing slashed across the wall, and before the child could understand what was going on, he saw Han Fei appear at the door with a murderous look on his face.
With cold eyes and a ferocious smile on his lips, the man in front of him looked as if he had just crawled out of a ghost cave.
"What the hell?!"
The child couldn't help but hug the stuntman tightly, and the two of them began to retreat together.
