Chapter 11: Injustice Following Zang Tianshuo's order, his men rushed towards various filming equipment. Facing this group of ferocious men, Xu Kun was not nervous at all. He even felt a little friendly. He took out a cigarette and threw one to Wang Peng, then leaned against the minibus, puffing smoke and watching the excitement. At this time, including the prop master, three Hong Kong men were knocked to the ground and kicked around like balls, while the two women hugged each other and trembled. Those people who had just been flattering others also remembered their identities as mainlanders at this time, and quietly mixed into the large group. Just as the screams and sounds of smashing and destroying filled the air, an abrupt voice suddenly rang out: "Master Zang, please spare me, Master Zang! These things are all mine, and have nothing to do with the people of Hong Kong Island!" Xu Kun frowned and looked over, only to see Chen Xuebin standing with his arms across his body blocking several pieces of filming equipment. Although his legs were shaking like sieves, he clenched his teeth and refused to move. "It doesn't matter?" Zang Tianshuo stepped on Director Sun's chest, turned around and sneered, "When our Wenwen was bullied just now, did you stand up? Since you didn't stand up, then it must be a connection - smash! Whoever dares to stop me, I will beat him up too!" Upon hearing this, the younger brothers immediately raised their sticks and approached Chen Xuebin.
"No, Brother Chen is a good man!" At this time, Wang Baoqiang shouted loudly, went up and protected Chen Xuebin behind him. Tsk~ What a hassle. Xu Kun put the cigarette in his mouth, picked up two shovels nearby, and walked towards Chen Xuebin and Wang Baoqiang, dragging one in each hand. The clanging sound of metal dragging immediately attracted the attention of everyone present. The young men surrounding Chen Xuebin wanted to stop them, but when they met Xu Kun's cold eyes, they all hesitated to move forward. In the end, he could only hesitate and watch Xu Kun reunite with Wang Baoqiang and Chen Xuebin. Xu Kun handed the shovel in his left hand to Baoqiang, took off the Hongtashan cigarette he was biting in his mouth, exhaled heavily, and said to Zang Tianshuo: "Mr. Zang, right? It is our fault to watch the Hong Kong people bully our mainland girls. We admit it! But your girl Wenwen got angry with the Hong Kong people, so she took it out on us, the martial arts substitutes. When those fists and slaps hit her body and face, she didn't care whether we felt wronged or not - but now you are blaming us for not protecting her and want to smash the food my friend is eating with. I think this is unfair." The three words "unfair" were uttered loudly, instantly dispersing the mist in front of his eyes. Xu Kun's fierce and cold eyes collided with Zang Tianshuo's narrowed gaze, making the surroundings instantly quieter. When their eyes met, Zang Tianshuo narrowed his eyes even more. He was a man who had seen this before, so he was not scared by Xu Kun's look. But what did such a look and such a person mean? He had to think carefully about it. Especially Xu Kun emphasized the word "martial arts substitute", telling himself clearly that he has kung fu skills. Dare to fight, know Kung Fu, and have the advantage of "weapons"... I'm here to settle accounts with the people of Hong Kong Island. It's really not worth it to go against such a ruthless person for a few irrelevant things. Thinking of this, Zang Tianshuo suddenly laughed and said, "It seems that Wenwen is really spoiled." Having said that, he waved at those younger brothers, and they immediately retreated as if they had been pardoned. Then all the younger brothers ignored Xu Kun and the other two and continued to smash the other equipment. Some even rushed towards the minibus, but after seeing Miss Xu inside, they all turned away silently. At this time, Zang Tianshuo also lit a cigarette, waved his hand at Xu Kun and asked, "Where are you from, little brother?" Xu Kun threw the shovel aside and said with a smile: "I used to hang around in the countryside, but later I met Jiang Long and had to come to the capital to make a living." Seeing that he spoke vaguely and had no intention of establishing a relationship, Zang Tianshuo stopped talking and got on the crew's minibus.
Seeing that the conflict was resolved into thin air, Wang Baoqiang could no longer hold the shovel in his hand, and Chen Xuebin collapsed directly to the ground. Wang Peng, smoking the cigarette given by Xu Kun, also came over leisurely and asked tentatively: "The Crossing River Dragon you just mentioned, could it be..." As he spoke, he pointed to the sky. "How can it be." Xu Kun spread his hands and said, "If I had registered there, how could I dare to come to Beijing to be an extra? A group of ruthless people came from the provincial capital and wanted to steal our beer business. My eldest brother was so scared that he went back to his hometown to farm. So, I can only come to Beijing to make a living." Wang Peng nodded, and Wang Baoqiang and Chen Xuebin beside him also secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although they were grateful to Xu Kun for his help, it would be difficult for them to get along if he had a criminal record. As for those who have been in the underworld... there has never been a shortage of brave and aggressive people among the two groups of extras and stunt doubles, especially the latter. Ten minutes later. Zang Tianshuo hugged Miss Xu, who had changed into casual clothes, and left with many of his younger brothers. However, Xu Kun noticed that although Miss Xu had vented her anger, she did not seem to feel the pleasure of revenge. Instead, she looked worried and unhappy. After watching the vans go further and further away, the crew finally came back to life from the mess. The Japanese lackeys who had been hiding among the people immediately shouted for calling the police and an ambulance. As for the one who stood up and shouted at the beginning, he was still lying on the ground crying "ouch". Finally, under the arrangement of the assistant director, everyone loaded all kinds of equipment, good or bad, into the car, and carried the Hong Kong man and his beaten lackey onto the minibus, preparing to send them directly to the hospital. As for whether to call the police, it depends on the choice of Hong Kong people themselves. After the minibus returned to the city, mainland staff got off one after another. It was then that Xu Kun realized that only people from Hong Kong Island lived in that high-end hotel, and the rest of the people rushed there early every day to meet up with them. When they reached a fork in the road, Chen Xuebin also asked Xu Kun and Bao Qiang to get out of the car. Wang Peng followed the three people quietly. The four of them first went to Chen Xuebin's residence, put away the photographic equipment, then went out and took a taxi straight to the bathhouse. After cleaning themselves up inside and out and ordering a table of food and drinks at a nearby fly-inn, the four of them finally had time to sit down and have a good talk. The first person to speak was naturally Chen Xuebin. He raised his glass and said excitedly: "Xiao Xu, Baoqiang, you have saved me this time. There is no doubt that from now on, the three of us are brothers!" As he said that, he drank the whole cup. Seeing Baoqiang's embarrassment, Xu Kun signaled him to do what he could, and then asked curiously, "What's the matter with those equipment?" Chen Xuebin explained: "I can't make much money just by taking a cut from extras, so I saved money to buy some commonly used photography equipment, and rented them to the crew every time I joined the crew - this is my life savings!" No wonder he was so scared at the time, but still tried his best to stop it. After a pause, Chen Xuebin couldn't help but smile bitterly: "This crew is probably finished. We have to find another way to make a living tomorrow. It's uncertain whether we can get paid." The Hong Kong people were beaten into such a state and more than half of the equipment was destroyed, so it was naturally difficult to continue the subsequent filming - not to mention that if Zang Tianshuo could vent his anger on Chen Xuebin, then wouldn't that old pervert surnamed Sun be able to do the same? Even if he wanted to continue filming, Chen Xuebin was not going to get involved in this mess again. Tsk~ Xu Kun felt depressed when he thought that the first line of his acting career might be ignored.
But overall it was not a loss. Although the filming was in vain, it deepened my relationship with Chen Xuebin, and I also got to know Wang Peng, a well-known martial arts director in the circle, which will be very helpful for my future development. At this time, Wang Peng comforted him, "It's fine as long as she's fine. Besides, you can still keep doing this job. It's better than Miss Xu. I'm afraid no one will dare to ask her to film in the future." After hearing this, Xu Kun finally understood why Miss Xu was so unhappy. A newcomer in the industry had caused such a big fuss. In the future, no one would dare to hire her, let alone the crews in Hong Kong and Taiwan, even the crews in the mainland would dare to hire her. I guess when she first called Zang Tianshuo, she didn't expect it to cause such a big commotion, and she didn't think through the consequences. It seems that in the future, if you can do something shady, it’s better not to do it openly. Xu Kun secretly set a code of conduct for himself and asked, "What is the relationship between Miss Xu and Zang Tianshuo?" "What else could it be?" Wang Peng held up his wine glass and chuckled, "It's the relationship between the old rockers and the sharp-tongued girls. That circle is even more chaotic than ours, but there are a lot of young girls rushing to join them, and even some famous actresses are going after them." After hearing this, Xu Kun felt extremely regretful. If he had known that such a good thing would exist, he would have memorized a few more lyrics in his previous life. Fortunately, the film and television industry is not bad either, and it can be said to be the birthplace of gouzi literature. (End of this chapter)
