On the official road, Tang Xiaobao, who was dressed in blue robe, was surrounded by a group of men in black.
"Du Chong'an, if you do any injustice, you will die. Today is your day of death!"
A man in black said coldly.
The sword shone with cold light, the wind roared, the wind blew, and the leaves fell from the sky.
Tang Xiaobao, who was half-kneeling on the ground, finally put down the "corpse" in his hands. He held the child in one hand and stood up holding the scabbard in the other hand.
Looking coldly around the group of men in black, Tang Xiaobao's eyes were filled with murderous intent, full of anger and hatred, and his voice was even colder.
"I, Du Chong'an, have been walking around the world for so many years. I have never done anything unjust, and I don't want to commit more crimes. But today, you actually attack a woman who has no power to restrain a chicken. I don't care who instructs you. Today
, everyone will die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Xiaobao took out a belt from his hand, wrapped the child up, flicked his arms, put the puppet behind his back, and tightened the belt tightly in the blink of an eye.
A group of men in black rushed forward, dragging their swords on the ground and causing streaks of dust to roll.
The electric fan next to me was turned on to the highest setting. Amidst the flying dust, it was almost impossible to see what was going on inside. All I could hear was the clanging sound of sharp weapons clashing against each other.
The fan stopped.
The dust has cleared.
No one can stand in front of me, except Tang Xiaobao.
"Click!"
"Stop, stylist, hurry up!"
…
Tang Xiaobao was covered in blood, but he stood with his head held high, his eyes filled with death.
Around him, there were many "corpses" lying in random directions.
Zhao Haiyang waved his hand.
In the woods, a group of men in black rushed out again. Without saying a word, they rushed towards Tang Xiaobao.
Tang Xiaobao bullied himself like lightning, slashed horizontally with his sword, and a servant in black fell to the ground.
Without stopping, Tang Xiaobao's sword swayed on the ground, and a man in black in front fell to the ground.
In the post-production, special effects will be used, the sword energy will be vertical and horizontal, and the corpse will be divided with one sword.
Tang Xiaobao's fighting was extremely fast, and when his sword came out, he would see blood. He killed one person in one step. In the blink of an eye, his blue robe was stained with more blood.
There are already more than forty corpses on the ground.
Tang Xiaobao landed on the sword pillar and kept breathing heavily.
Suddenly, a dart was shot from the woods.
Tang Xiaobao raised his head, kicked his feet, and flew high into the sky.
Then, Tang Xiaobao hit the tree hard and fell to the ground.
"stop!"
"ah!"
There was a burst of exclamation.
Zhong Xue rushed to the front, followed closely by Xiao Yanzi, and a large group of people surrounded him.
Tang Xiaobao landed on his butt, grinning in pain, with a gray face, and the doll on his back also fell to the side.
"Are you okay? What's going on? You are so good at martial arts, how could you make such a mistake?" Zhao Haiyang asked with a frown.
The original design was that Tang Xiaobao would fly up to a big tree, and then chop it down with a sword, and the body of a man in black would fall from the tree.
But who would have thought that with the wire attached to his body, Tang Xiaobao would actually hit a tree.
This kind of thing is indeed difficult to encounter.
Tang Xiaobao pointed at Wia behind him and said unhappily: "It's not this Wia that's causing harm. I'm not used to it."
Yes, he has teleportation skills and can do qinggong. It is too easy for him to film this kind of scene.
But this simplicity is based on a premise, that is, you must use Qinggong, not Wiyala.
Everyone was immediately dumbfounded.
Tang Xiaobao's reasons are hard to convince the public.
Nowadays, when making kung fu movies, especially martial arts movies, who doesn’t use wires? How can I shoot without wires? Is it possible to fly up?
In the end, it was Zheng Ping who came to the rescue: "It's okay. I have been acting very well just now. Just get used to it slowly. Are you injured? Do you want to go check it out?"
"It's not hurt, it's okay." Tang Xiaobao patted his butt, tied the puppet on his back, and picked up the sword: "Come on, come on, try a few more times, don't pat it yet, wait until I get familiar with it."
"Okay, okay, come on, pay attention, let's start."
Wia moved.
Tang Xiaobao didn't move, but was ripped off his head and feet in an instant.
Boom!
Tang Xiaobao's head hit the tree trunk.
ah!
There was a burst of exclamation, and everyone moved forward together.
"Mr. Tang, are you okay?"
"Yes, Mr. Tang, slow down."
"Are you really okay?"
Everyone is very concerned.
Tang Xiaobao shook his head: "I'm fine."
He has innate energy to protect his body, so he is indeed fine, but he just made a fool of himself.
"Come again."
Tang Xiaobao said.
"Are you still here?" Xiao Yanzi frowned: "You should have a rest. It's best to go check it out. How can you be so hardworking?"
"I really don't have one, come here." Tang Xiaobao waved his hand.
A group of staff all looked at Zhao Haiyang.
Zhao Haiyang smiled helplessly: "Let him come again."
The third time, the fourth time, the fifth time.
Another three consecutive falls.
Tang Xiaobao was embarrassed one after another.
Hanging upside down in mid-air for the first time.
The second time, my back hit a tree trunk.
The third time, I hit my head again.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
I have never met such a stupid person.
Why can't I learn such a simple thing?
But is Tang Xiaobao stupid?
Saying this will make a group of people laugh to death!
Tang Xiaobao himself was blushing, and finally got angry and said to the staff: "Come on, come on, help me untie the wire."
"No more filming?" Zhao Haiyang asked with a smile.
"shoot!"
"Then how are you going to shoot after taking out the wire? Why don't you just go back and rest? Today's progress is pretty good, I'm afraid I'll break you." Zhao Haiyang said with a smile.
Zhong Xue also quickly said: "Yes, let's go back and rest first."
Everyone came to advise.
But Tang Xiaobao was determined: "Come on, come on, keep shooting. I can still shoot without wires."
ah?
The crowd was dumbfounded again.
How can you shoot without Wia?
Do you really want to fly?
This tree trunk is nearly ten meters long. Do you think you have wings?
Tang Xiaobao smiled and said: "Don't look at me with this expression, I can do Qinggong."
"puff!"
Hu Fei couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Mr. Tang, you are really humorous, and you are also good at Qinggong. That was just made up in a novel, okay? We are not children, and your joke is not funny at all."
Everyone also suppressed their laughter, but looked at Hu Fei with strange eyes.
Immediately, Hu Fei knew that he was a little presumptuous, and quickly said: "Mr. Tang, I'm joking with you, so don't get angry."
"Why are you angry? You haven't seen Qing Gong, have you? Come on, let me open your eyes today." Tang Xiaobao was happy.
Zhao Haiyang looked shocked: "Are you really good at Qinggong?"
"What do you think?"
"Definitely, come on, let's open our eyes." Zhao Haiyang said eagerly.
Everyone looked at Zhao Haiyang with strange eyes again.
Tang Xiaobao is making nonsense, why are you also making trouble? You are the director, have you forgotten?
Without explaining any more, knowing that no one believed it, Tang Xiaobao looked at the position of the tree trunk, kicked his feet, and everyone saw a blur in front of their eyes, and Tang Xiaobao disappeared.
This is no easy feat.
This is teleportation.
The speed was too fast. In the blink of an eye, Tang Xiaobao was already standing on a tree trunk ten meters high. His blue robe was still stained with blood. He held a sword in his hand and shouted down: "Hey, director, look at this."
Is that okay?”
Everyone was looking for Tang Xiaobao everywhere. When they heard the voice, they all looked up and their eyes widened.]
Someone bites his lip.
Someone pinched his wrist.
Someone pinches someone else's arm.
In the end, I was convinced that it was not a dream.
Tang Xiaobao...he really flew up. (To be continued)