The best director ever

Chapter 196 Do you want to escape?
In the early morning, the Palace of Westminster, on the street a few hundred meters away.Three hundred "Vs" and hundreds of police officers were standing by. Han Qiu and the crew were adjusting the equipment for the later filming.

On the side, there are also a few drones for aerial photography, and a few guys are constantly tinkering with it.

Han Qiu held up a trumpet and explained to the group performers what to pay attention to later.

"Quiet, quiet, everyone listen to me!"

"I'll take you through a square formation later on. Of course, you don't need to go forward. Just be casual. But remember, don't swing your arms too much, especially not outside the cloak, and Don't hunker down, hold your head up, and show your aura!"

"Then we'll pass a bridge, and two streets. Well, in the middle, we'll come across a line of policemen blocking the way. But please ignore them, just walk through them, don't worry, they won't shoot you of."

"Can you understand what I'm saying?"

The extras looked at each other, then nodded. It sounded like idiots. Everyone wore masks and walked in a square, and then encountered a group of policemen in the middle, but there was no conflict at all.

This shit really doesn't need any acting skills!
Only Chris and the others looked at the policemen holding guns with uncertain expressions, but fortunately, they were covered by masks so that others could not see their expressions.

"The police will give way one day." Chris sneered.

Other group performers walked past the police without any burden, but they were different. They had bombs on their bodies, and only one of them could send the formation to the west.

Under the mask, Chris had a wireless device pinned to his ear. He turned on the call and said to everyone: "Be careful later, as long as we pass through the police checkpoint, no one will be able to stop us! I don't want any trash to reveal his identity!"

"Understood!" Everyone replied one after another.

After everyone digested it, Han Qiu continued: "The last point, after passing through the police line of defense, gather in the square in front of the Parliament building. Then everyone look at my signal."

As he spoke, Han Qiu raised his left hand high, "When I raise my hand, you all take off the masks together, lift your heads up for me, and stare at the top of the Palace of Westminster."

"I'm not going to hide it from everyone, because at this time in the script, the parliament building will be blown up by the protagonist."

As soon as I said this, people suddenly became commotion.

"No way? Blow up the Palace of Westminster? How dare you think about it."

"too crazy."

"Hollywood directors are a bunch of lunatics."

Han Qiu coughed twice and comforted: "This is just a movie, a movie. The Palace of Westminster will not really be bombed. We will use special effects to synthesize the scene of the explosion."

"And if the Palace of Westminster were to be blown up, I'd be taken to the police the next day as a terrorist, and then my film would be blocked, and my company would go bankrupt. Everything It's all over." Han Qiu joked awkwardly.

Although the consequences he said are a bit exaggerated, it is certain that he will be taken to the police station for interrogation, and the film will be blocked. There is no possibility of negotiating this.

When Chris heard Han Qiu's words, he couldn't help but feel very sorry. In fact, he really appreciates the movie, and he is also looking forward to the day when V for Vendetta will be released, but at present, it seems that he will be destroyed by himself.

"What a pity." Chris said regretfully. "If you blow it up in another place, you might escape this bad luck."

Speaking of which, Chris couldn't help asking, if he knew the movie and his script in advance, would he still decide to blow up the parliament building?
In the end, Chris sighed: "This is a coincidence, but also God's will."

After a while, when everything was ready, Han Qiu stood in front of the V-shaped army and shouted: "action!"

After speaking, he beckoned for everyone to follow.

For a moment, more than 300 Vs walked forward in black cloaks. Although no one spoke, and although the footsteps were irregular, the weird and invisible atmosphere made everyone outside the venue feel very depressed.

Especially Heath, Natalie and others who knew the ins and outs of the script, their feelings were even more profound.

When people are no longer afraid of the government, when people start to rebel and start to defend their rights.No one can ignore this gathered power, and no one dares to ignore it.

In the crowd, Chris closely followed the flow of people, walking forward, towards the Palace of Westminster.

He had always been calm, but at this moment, a strange flush appeared on his face.He was excited, he was excited, but unlike those ensemble performers, they just thought it was fun and fresh.

But Chris thinks this road is like a "pilgrimage road". He is a believer and everyone around him is a believer. They all yearn for freedom and hate this decadent society full of constraints.Although Chris knew that these people were only temporarily putting on the coat of believers.

But it was enough. He hadn't felt this kind of atmosphere for a long time.

However, the road to pilgrimage is not smooth sailing, and the Palace of Westminster is a huge obstacle on the road.This is like an iron cage, a political assembly that restrains people's freedom!
And this conflicts with the anarchism in Chris's eyes.So, he's going to blow it up, just like V blows up here in the movie.

Although the UK in reality is completely different from the UK in the movies, in the eyes of Chris, an extreme anarchist believer, no matter what it becomes, as long as there is a government and a ruler, this Society is not good.

Taking a deep breath, Chris showed a fanatical smile on his face, "Stupid rulers, none of you can stop people's yearning for freedom!"

He said it to the government in the movie, but also to the real government.

There is a wing of freedom that the ruler cannot break.

On the other side of the line, Paul's face was extremely hideous.The man who had been silent all this time was finally no longer silent.He stretched out his hand to touch the explosives at his waist, and his eyes kept flashing with struggle.

After a while, the team walked across a street, and in front of it was a bridge.Here, Han Qiu issued an order to block traffic.

There is no way, there are much more cars on the bridge than on the street. For the safety of the actors and the effect of the photography, Han Qiu can only block the traffic here first.

Time, 4 minutes!

I don't know if the people from the Transportation Bureau calculated the time for a person to walk across the bridge. When Han Qiu and the others passed, it was exactly 4 minutes.

Afterwards, the team walked across a street and finally came near the Palace of Westminster.

Ahead, teams of police officers stood ready with their guns raised.

According to the script, after the police pretended to say a few lines, the V-shaped army broke into pieces, faced the police's guns, and walked up without hesitation.

At this moment, Chris's expression also became serious.Turning on the wireless device, he said coldly: "The plan begins!"

"understand!"

In the earphones, the voices of the dead soldiers came one after another. Chris closed his eyes and counted silently.

"1, 2, 317."

A total of 17 voices sounded in sequence, and Chris counted 17.

He remembered the voices of these 18 people, and he could clearly distinguish each of them.

So, he knows who hasn't spoken.

"Paul, is there something wrong with you?"

"Huh~~~" Paul panted heavily, "I'm sorry, there was something wrong with my earphones just now."

Chris said coldly: "Your heart beats fast."

"." There was silence on the phone.

"This is your last chance, Paul!"

"Hoo~~" Paul panted, but still didn't reply.

He didn't know why his heart was beating so fast, and he didn't know why his steps were so heavy.All he knew was that he was going to die soon.

In fact, Paul was not afraid of death, but he was unwilling to give his life away when he clearly had the opportunity.How stupid is this?

Animals have the desire to survive, let alone humans?The only thing Paul is thankful for is that he was not completely brainwashed by the organization like the other 17 people.

Paul said, "Chris, I don't want to die."

Chris sneered, "You want to escape?"

"Why not?"

"Did you forget the poison you took? If there is no antidote for the organization, you will not live for three months."

Paul smiled. "I'm going to enjoy the last three months."

(End of this chapter)