Red Dead Redemption

There is roughly this sentence in "The Self-cultivation of Actors":

"On the stage, in the environment of the character's life, think, hope, desire, and act exactly as the character does, logically, sequentially, and as a living person would."

When Hong Fei entered the Rainbow Bridge with Thor and set foot on Asgard together, he had already stepped on his own stage.

The role he plays is himself, but what he wants to play is a weaker version of himself, a dragon king who fits the imagination of Thor and even Odin, who fits the definition of a superhero, and who people can like or turn around and abandon.

So he doesn't need to think about how to make this character or, because he is a living person himself.

What he needs to consider is how a person who combines the characteristics of a weak and a hero will behave in the process of the story.

It's not difficult, there are living examples of this all over the Avengers team.

The only difficulty is that he has to make logical moves.

That is: during the battle, he needs to restrain his instincts, slow down his speed, and adjust the output of the little dragon's power. More importantly, he needs to restrain himself from the evasion instinct that he has long formed a habit and can even be said to have been integrated into his soul.

From the time crossing until now, the number of times he has been hit by all enemies has been added up, and I am afraid that he has not been hit as many times by the dark elves this time.

Catching a cold, soaking in the rain, soaking in water and filming is called dedication?

In the end, one shot to restrain the instinct is to be defeated and can't counterattack. The whole process is not NG! That's what the **** is called **** dedication!

Now, the screenwriter, director and starring finally shouted.

Hong Fei couldn't be unhappy.

The cursed warrior in front of him was the second-in-command of the dark elves before the transformation, and after the transformation, he was the first powerhouse of the dark elves.

Malekith, who was chasing after Thor, was the first leader of the dark elves, and when he obtained the ether particles, his strength jumped to the first place again.

For now, one of them stayed in London, and the other followed Thor westward.

London, located in the south of England, southeast of England, has hundreds of kilometers of land to the west, and then enters Bristol Bay, which is more than 130 kilometers long between Wales and Cornwall, and finally Into the Atlantic Ocean!

This section of the road will not be calm, and Bailong will hardly feel the weight when carrying Sol and Jane, so he can complete the task explained by Hong Fei very well.

what task?

Fly as low as possible, let all attacks fall to the ground as much as possible, and make every city along the way feel the power and fury of the dark elves.

After entering the sea, you need to do your best to stir the ocean upside down!

This distance is very long, and it is also a great test for Bai Long.

But for the sake of the power of the dragon, I believe it can really use all the strength of its own milk.

Right now, Hong Fei suddenly changed his face. The Cursed Warrior was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly roared at Hong Fei. Then he turned around and threw the overturned bus on the street at Hong Fei with one hand.

Facing this huge projectile, Hong Fei no longer dodged, only to see him probing forward with five fingers and claws, and a low dragon roar swayed in an instant, followed by a sudden condensed by the power of the dragon. At first glance, it seemed like the golden dragon claws that had suddenly protruded out of the tearing space and firmly grasped the bus.

The gleaming and reflective dragon scales, the five fingers that are spread out, the sharp dragon claws, and even the strong and well-developed muscles under the scales can be clearly seen. If you ignore the dragon's power that floats like a thick mist behind the dragon's claws, you may mistakenly think that this is the claws of a real dragon.

Hong Fei's five fingers gently converged inward, and the dragon's claws immediately shrank tightly. The vehicle in the middle was quickly squeezed into a ball with a short, sour squeak, gasoline dripped from the mailbox, and met the metal. The sparks that burst out after being broken exploded instantly, forming a flaming metal fireball that burned and broken, and from time to time, groups of firelight fell from it.

Hong Fei waved his arm down, and the dragon claws immediately wrapped the fireball and quickly slapped the cursed warrior.

Upon seeing this, the Cursed Warrior did not dodge, but stood directly on the spot and raised his hands.

Bang!

The fireball burst in an instant, the burning metal fragments scattered and splattered, and the air waves surged along with it.

The palm of the dragon's claw pressed down all the way, and the cursed warrior instantly knelt down on one knee, and the pavement under his feet and knees also exploded with hideous cracks.

Hong Fei stepped forward, and his body armor quickly disappeared.

The cursed warrior raised his arms high, but his waist was gradually bending.

Seeing this, Hong Fei clenched his fist, the portal of the dragon dimension opened wide, and the power of the dragon with 40% fusion degree exploded instantly.

In an instant, the power of the dragon burst out from inside Hong Fei's armor, as if the magma that had been suppressed under the earth's crust and accumulated super-pressure suddenly found a crack, and the golden light that suddenly spread out during the eruption instantly appeared in him. A range of more than ten meters was expanded around the body, and there seemed to be a dragon flying fast in the thick power.

In the next second, Hong Fei took the initiative to converge, and the rolling dragon power suddenly gathered towards him like a replay, and finally wrapped tightly around him for a few inches.

They first condensed into scorching flames that made the surrounding air tremble violently, but after a while, they directly aggregated into a golden ocean that looked like a substance.

Hong Fei waved his hand and removed the dragon claws that were pressing on the cursed warrior's head.

The cursed warrior who lost his oppression did not stand up, but remained motionless as if stunned.

"Stand up." Hong Fei said as he walked towards him, "Let me see how strong it is to crush Thor."

The Cursed Warrior slowly lowered his arms, and the joints of his body made an unusually obvious clicking sound. When he got up, his legs suddenly glared hard, and high dust suddenly rose behind him, and his huge body was like a warhammer. Rush to Hong Fei.

Bang!

The air exploded instantly, and the loud noise even overwhelmed the missile that had just erupted in the sky in a short period of time.

Hong Fei moved forward with one hand and directly supported the opponent's explosive attack with one arm.

The opponent's fist seemed to be a circle bigger than his head, but at this time he was prevented from advancing even an inch.

The cursed warrior roared suddenly, raised his arm and pulled it behind him, and then slammed it down with another punch.

Bang!

Black light diffuses.

Hong Fei still held it up with one palm.

Immediately following, the opponent quickly punched, and his arms suddenly brought up a string of afterimages.

Hong Fei stood firmly on his feet and did not move at all, his arms blocked the opponent's continuous attacks one by one without any slowness.

The sound of bang bang crashed continuously, and the black and golden rays of light quickly dissipated in the air as they collided one after another. It seemed that someone deliberately sprayed different colors of perfume in the air, but this thing smelled of gunpowder.

After a while, the cursed warrior stopped suddenly, he was wearing a heavy breath, and the slightly shaking eyes under the black helmet showed that his heart was not at peace at the moment.

Hong Fei's mouth twitched: "It's my turn."

Before he finished speaking, he saw his fists flip, and the ten rings jingled.

Seeing this, the Cursed Warrior suddenly got up and took a step forward, but this gave Hong Fei a better chance and a better angle.

Stepping on the knee of the cursed warrior, Hong Fei jumped up abruptly, the flame on his arm was as bright as the sun, and when he waved it, it was as fast as a shooting star! With his shoulders on his elbows, his elbows on his wrists, and his wrists on his hands, the smooth and smooth road allows his own strength and the power of the dragon to go all the way without hindrance.

Boom!

In the dull shock, a circle of obvious golden air waves suddenly swayed!

The Cursed Warrior's head was suddenly thrown to one side, and his helmet was instantly detached from his head, and the ugly face with pits and marks below was extremely painful, especially his mandible was directly first in the movement of his head. One step ahead.

With a plop, the Cursed Warrior stumbled to the ground. When Hong Fei landed, his body fell sharply and quickly, and his feet directly stepped on the Cursed Warrior's hands into the ground.

In the wailing sound, the cursed warrior struggled violently. Hong Fei turned his hand and took Gungnir, who was next to him, into his hand. When he turned the gun head around, the gun body was all wrapped up by the power of the dragon from the top down. , and then, Hong Fei slammed the gun down with one hand!

The tip of the gun penetrated the armor, skin, spine and internal organs in turn in an instant, and then quickly submerged into the ground.

Until finally only half of the gun barrel was exposed.

After the power of the dragon attached to the gun is connected with the flesh and blood of the cursed warrior, thick smoke billows like cooking oil on fire.

"In the battle with King Boer, the cursed warriors of the dark elves shined in the battlefield, and they could run amok. Now it seems that it is nothing more than that."

The cursed warrior turned his face and continued to howl at Hong Fei.

Hong Fei reached out and pressed his front face directly into the soil.

"I was actually angrier than you were just now."

After all, he punched him directly, and the head of the cursed warrior sank deeply, and half of his ears were buried.

Hong Fei fixed his eyes firmly on the back of his head, and his fists were like arrows, hitting the bullseye with precision every time.

In the sound of the earthquake, the condensed land on the street shattered and rolled, and the compacted soil below burst open again.

The muffled sound of dong dong extended all the way from the surface to the ground, and at the end, Hong Fei almost pushed half of his arm into the ground with every punch.

When you are close to the ground, you can see that the soil and vegetation on the earth's surface covering a radius of more than 100 meters are shaking, and through the surface, you can even catch thousands of irregular golden lights that burst like spider webs or plant roots. As Hong Fei's fist lifted and fell, it flickered.

The battle in the sky continued, and the war gradually spread from a small area at the beginning to the whole city, and even reached a farther area as the fighting parties got rid of each other or pursued each other.

I do not know how long it has been.

When Hong Fei stood up, he saw that his entire fist was covered with black and sticky blood like oil. A splattered mess of land.

Lifting his leg, a terrifying headless corpse turned over.