I cut reality into a movie

The skirt was clenched tighter.

Romon didn't answer him with words, but took practical actions - grabbed the chief of police by the skirt, and began to drag him step by step towards the observation pod of the Ferris wheel.

"Jackie Chen!"

"Are you deaf! Can't you hear my orders?"

"I order you to let me go! Now! Now! Let me go!"

The police chief really panicked at this moment. He frantically scratched Romon's right hand, and sat back hard, thinking about being free from this man's hand.

It's a pity that all these struggles are doomed to be in vain.

Because when the fate bestowed by the gods comes, all mortals can do is to accept it with an open heart.

No matter how hard the police chief tried to break free, he couldn't change his fate of being dragged closer to the viewing pod by Romon.

"Police! Where are the San Francisco police? Are you fucking blind? Hurry up and arrest this lunatic and get me out!"

"I fucking pay you every month, just to let you stand by and watch the show?"

It's the complete opposite of the hot-blooded appearance of pretending to save the speaker before.

Facing the death game proposed by Dan Taylor, after the police chief knew that he was going to be a participant in the game, there was no longer the lingering 'Mr. Speaker', and now he was the only one who wanted to save him, the 'Mr. Chief'.

He yelled, roared, and ordered the surrounding policemen to come up to rescue him like a slapstick, completely disregarding his usual decency and the dignity of the chief, he just wanted to escape from Romon's grasp.

But unfortunately, even though he has degenerated from the director to a clown, no one cares about his plea for help.

Around the Ferris Wheel Square, hundreds of San Francisco police officers were closely watching. They looked at each other and I looked at you, and finally focused their attention on the center of the square.

Gathered on Romon's blood-stained, dilapidated, but extremely firm back.

They knew it was a fighter, a real fighter.

If they couldn't shoot and attack, none of the policemen present would have the confidence to defeat this soldier head-on, even if he was already scarred at the moment, not to mention, they didn't need to fight for a clown.

Director, go all the way!

You said it yourself, you want to rescue the speaker at all costs, now the price is coming, it is you, you go.

No one even moved their feet. The police watching the theater around them just paid their attention silently and watched as Romon and the police chief walked towards the Ferris wheel pod step by step.

"Bastard! Traitor! Trash!"

"You wait for me, when I come back, I will not let you go! You wait!"

Facing the approaching threat of death, the chief of the police department no longer had the indifference and calmness of strategizing in his usual days.

At this moment, he was like a shrew, tearing at Romon with his teeth and claws, trying to break free from the shackles, while cursing the street, angrily berating the police officer for watching him with cold eyes.

This ugly and funny performance was finally ended by an abrupt gunshot.

The police chief drew out his own gun and shot Romon in the head.

bang.

The flying bullets passed by Romon's right ear, and after taking off a few strands of Romon's hair, they sank into the blue sky behind Romon.

"I, this is my self-defense! This is my self-defense in an emergency!"

"Jackie Chen! I warn you again! If you drag me to that damn pod again, I will kill you, I will kill you with one shot!"

In fact, at the moment of shooting, the police chief, who was too frightened, wanted to kill Romon with a single shot, but for some reason, he almost shot at Romon's face, but it missed.

A single shot was fired, and the chief of the police station did not dare to continue shooting at Romon in public. He could only turn murder into a threat, and pointed the gun at Romon's head, asking him to let him go.

"It's ugly, very ugly."

Looking at the police chief with a terrified and flustered face, Romon just used his other free hand to pinch the chief's gun-holding wrist, and with terrifying force, forced the chief to release the Glock in his hand. pistol.

As the gun fell to the ground, Romon dragged the police chief again and walked towards the viewing pod of the Ferris wheel.

squeak~~~

Driven by the turbine, the electric control door of the viewing pod is slowly opened.

Romon looked around at the three people inside the door.

Dan Taylor sat in the middle of the bench on the left side of the viewing pod, with his legs crossed high, controlling everything in the pod like a king.

On his right hand is his old father with pale face and weak expression, while on his left is Sekot with complicated expression and vain eyes.

"Dan Taylor, the one who came with me is the chief of the San Francisco Police Department. You shouldn't mind if I change teammates."

Pushing the chief of the police station, who was already ashen-faced and plunged into the abyss of despair like a puddle of mud, Romon sat across the table with the chief of police, opposite the trio of Dan Taylor.

"Of course I don't mind, Chen, you know, I'm the same as you, I only care about your arrival, as long as you come, I don't care whether your teammate is Jan Forte or not."

With a crazy smile, Dan Taylor took out his mobile phone and tapped it lightly. The viewing pod where several people sat down began to fulfill its mission as a Ferris wheel and began to rise slowly.

"Now I declare, the game officially begins!"

As Dan Taylor said, he pulled back the black silk on the table, revealing the true face of the 'game' inside——

Two completely disassembled Glock 17 pistols, and a time bomb about the size of a shoebox, covered by a transparent plastic shell, filled with complicated circuits.

Moreover, the countdown to the bomb has begun, and in the middle of it is a dial showing 19 minutes and 59 seconds.

"It takes four and 10 minutes for us to sit on the Ferris wheel and turn around."

"That is to say, if we fail to end the game within 20 minutes, then this five-kilogram TNT bomb will explode when the viewing pod rises to the highest point of the Ferris wheel, taking all of us Let's go to heaven together."

"I mean, those of us who are here, if we are qualified to go to heaven."

There is a saying on the Internet in Jianzhong, which is: whitewashing is three times weaker, and blackening is three times stronger.

This sentence is usually used to describe the characters in film and television works, but in fact this sentence is also applicable in reality.

When a person has concerns, fetters, and someone he cares about, he will be restrained and implicated, and he will no longer be as fearless as before.

Similarly, a lunatic like Dan Taylor, who has lost everything in life, has no attachment to the world, and doesn't care about his own life, will naturally become more difficult than before.

Laughing wildly, Dan Taylor was introducing how powerful the time bomb on the table was. Secott, who was sitting on his left, was the first to lose his grip. He grabbed Dan Taylor's lapel with both hands and roared:

"What the hell are you doing? How can you actually activate the bomb, you stop it! Don't forget what you said, as long as I help you finish the game, you will let me go!"

"Secot, don't get excited. I will do what I said. Don't worry, the game you want to participate in has nothing to do with bombs."

After breaking away from Seikot's grip on his hands, Dan Taylor looked at the police chief beside him: "There is also the chief, and you should stop gloomy, the thing you and Secourt want to play has nothing to do with bombs. "

Hearing that their project had nothing to do with bombs, Secourt and the chief of the police station looked a lot better in an instant.

But this good looks lasted for less than ten seconds. After Dan Taylor announced the game content of the two, the faces of the two suddenly became ugly.

"Originally, I gave this project to Tifa Genfort, because I was curious, whether this cowboy policewoman with a perfect life history and a lifelong pursuit of integrity would deprive others of her life for the sake of her own life." life."

"But unfortunately, she couldn't come to the scene today, so her project can only be completed by the director and Sekot."

"However, I believe that the decades of friendship between the director and Secourt can also make this match very exciting."

While speaking, Dan Taylor pushed two completely disassembled Glock 17 pistols on the table to Secourt and the police chief respectively.

"Now, in front of both of you, there is a completely disassembled Glock 17 pistol. This is the standard pistol of the San Francisco Police Department, so I believe that both of you have the ability to assemble it."

"So, the game you have to play is to compete with who will load the gun first, and then use the only bullet to kill the other party."

Dan Taylor held two 9mm pistol bullets in his right hand and placed them in front of the dumbfounded two.

Including breaking Sekot holding his hand, including distributing guns to the two of Sekot, and now distributing bullets to the two, Dan Taylor did it all with his right hand, and as for his left hand, he kept putting it away. In your pocket, hold tightly to another method of detonating a time bomb on the table - the detonator detonates.

It is precisely because Dan Taylor has the power to detonate bombs at any time that everyone present will obey him (of course, Romon is not counted, he is here to film, and it is impossible to mess up the trick by himself).

After distributing the bullets, Dan Taylor continued to say with a smile:

"You two, as long as one of you can kill the other, the other one who survives will have the right to leave the pod."

"Of course, the two of you can also point the assembled gun at me, as long as you are confident that you can shoot through my brainstem with one shot, making me lose consciousness in an instant and unable to detonate the bomb."

After Dan Taylor finished speaking, he leaned back with a playful face, leaning comfortably on the back of the bench, admiring the ashen-faced two, staring at the two guns in a daze.

Until more than ten seconds passed, seeing that the two hadn't made any further moves, Dan Taylor urged:

"By the way, both of you, a friendly reminder to you, the downhill rope I prepared for you is only 50 meters, that is to say, you need to complete the escape before the viewing pod rises to 50 meters, otherwise you can only accompany us Together, it's fried into a meat sauce in the sky."

After talking about the time limit, Dan Taylor poked Sekot next to him with his elbow again: "Secot, look up and take a good look at the director's face, look at his face, there is really something A trace of your friendship?"

Human emotions are always so erratic.

Especially when under great pressure, the human spirit will become quite fragile. It only takes a little provocation to instantly break the fragile rationality that is stretched to the extreme.

Hearing what Dan Taylor said, Secott subconsciously raised his head to look at the chief of the police station, looked at the other's gloomy face, and looked at the other's fierce and dim eyes.

Seikot suddenly felt that the person in front of him was so strange, they had known each other for decades, and he had never seen the police chief with such an expression.

"Director, do you want to kill me? Just to save yourself?"

Secott asked, even though he didn't want to put the question so bluntly, but the uneasiness and fear in his heart still made him ask his heart out.

"You think I want to kill you? Huh? I think you want to kill me, right?"

The police chief sneered, and asked back: "Did you always think in your heart that one day you would end my day with your own hands, because you have always hated me for letting you do that, and you have always thought that one day you will be able to step on me?" Is it on my head?"

In the heart of the police chief, he began to recall all the things he had done to wrong Sekot, and then the more he thought about it, the more he felt wronged, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that the other party had basically been himself.

"Director, how could I have such thoughts, I have always been your most loyal subordinate!"

Seecourt was defending, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration. He recalled that in the underground parking lot, old Taylor asked the security guard about the art of controlling people on his birthday, and realized that he had been played by the chief of the police station in the same way for decades:

"I figured it out! I finally fucking figured it out! I'm an idiot! A big idiot you've been fooling for so many years!"

The moment he saw through the PUA scam, Secourt's decades-old feelings for the police chief instantly turned into the same deep and monstrous hatred.

He didn't hesitate anymore, he started to assemble the Glock pistol in front of him, he wanted to end this liar who lied to him all his life with his own hands!

Seeing that Secott started fighting with guns, the chief of the police station was no longer in a daze. He stretched out his old hands and began to assemble the guns on the table.

"Secott, you have been my most loyal dog for decades, so I really didn't expect that I would be chased and bitten by you today."

"A dog, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh!"

Secott laughed wildly sadly: "My decades of loyalty can only be exchanged for a 'good dog', as an evaluation?"

"Secot, you are more like a stupid pig than a loyal dog. Didn't you realize that your speed of fighting with guns has slowed down when you are giggling?"

In order to make the game more intense and beautiful, Dan Taylor kindly reminded Secourt.

"Oh Fuck! You bloody old fox! Always use tricks!"

Seecourt, who understood, began to speed up his men's fighting speed again. The chief of the police station, whose trick failed, could only look at Dan Taylor with angry eyes.

"Director, don't look at me like that, concentrate on the game, or you will die!"

Dan Taylor responded to the chief of the police with a smile, then leaned his head on his father's shoulder, and sighed pointedly: "Decades of feelings, if you don't have it, it seems that animals like humans are destined to be An animal that lives only for itself, don't you think, Father?"

"I think?" Old Taylor smiled weakly: "I only have one thought now, and that is to regret giving birth to such a complete bastard like you!"

"regret?"

Dan Taylor straightened up in an instant, and was half-apart from his old father: "Father, your performance today has disappointed me, how can you say the word regret?"

"You are the father of my Dan Taylor, the patriarch of the Taylor family, how can you say this word that only Loser can say."

"Father, you have disappointed me so much."

Dan Taylor is going nuts.

Old Taylor only held his breath for a moment.

Secourt and the chief of police play the game of life and death.

For everything that was staged in the pod, Romon only had one comment—these are all good actors!

The gun competition, how did the kid Dan Taylor come up with this competition, did he sneak a peek at the "New Police Story" movie, and he can match my performance like this.

And his best arrangement is that he didn't let me fight with him, otherwise the movie would end up unfinished.

After all, the image of Police Officer Chen I have established since the filming started is far from that of Dan Taylor. In the end, if the two of us acted in a life-threatening gunfight, there would be no suspense at all.

But it's different now. Watching Sekot and the director fight with guns, not to mention the audience, even Romon himself was curious about how the two ended up.

Concentrating on controlling the camera, Romon captured the most subtle expressions of the two in 360°, and captured the entire mental journey of the two of them from shock, to despair, to suspicion, to anger, and finally to turning against each other.

As far as this scene is concerned, it can be regarded as a drama of human nature at the level of "Rashomon".

Good actors never need a director to lead them, they will find the best acting feeling by themselves.

Like Secourt and the Chief of Police.