Chapter 740 Squeeze them dry! (Refers to value)

   "Director, how strong is it now?"

   "Not bad, not bad, let's do more!"

"it is good!"

   Enjoying the bone setting service from Diana, and drinking a sip of tea boiled with spring water just hit from the Wannian Bingquan, Fisher let out a sigh of satisfaction.

   "Yes, yes, I'll be a female one for you later!"

"Give you some color, do you really regard yourself as a director? Next, should I coax the female one to do something else?" Diana said in her mouth, with a little more force in her hand, pressing Fisher grinned.

   "Wrong, wrong, dare not!"

   "You will sleep on the sofa tonight! You're all sweaty, don't wash it!"

   "Ah this!"

  When he thought that there was no softness at night, and the fragrant pillow was sleeping, Fisher regretted it. He had known that he shouldn't be doing real-life shots with those guys during the day.

Because everyone is not an ordinary person, some of the more difficult or dangerous actions in the filming process were completed by myself. Just like Fisher, the protagonist he played performed a halo skydiving and then landed. One person singled out thirty armed thugs, and there were all kinds of drag racing jumping off the building. This was all real shots.

  No one can be spared. Even Nick Fury, at his age, did some super-difficult movement of 360 degrees in the air for two and a half weeks and then whirling kicks.

  It’s just a price, it’s just that after a day of playing various shows, everyone is exhausted.

   "No way, how can this be done!"

Because what I want to play is the boss of a villain organization also called Hydra, the disgraced Nick Fury is very dissatisfied with the copyright holders in the Mars labor camp, and in his words, since everyone has already used it. If we have real weapons, should we also use real villains in order to increase the effects of film and television?

"what do you mean?"

   "Let Pierce roll over and be my bag kid!" Nick Fury said domineeringly.

  "Marinated eggs, preserved eggs, ah no, Fury, let Pierce go, it’s not easy for the old man to dig stones in the mine every day!"

   "So I called him out to relax!"

  Since Nick Fury insisted, everyone did not object, so Fisher sent a transport ship to pick up a group of Hydra cadres from Mars.

Pierce, who now has eight well-proportioned abdominal muscles, doesn’t know what’s going on, but he probably didn’t pull himself to wait for the shot. After all, bullets also cost money. If you change him, you will kill the mines People only need to turn off their oxygen supply system.

   "It is estimated, let us change to another mine and continue digging!"

In the transport ship, Pierce also saw some of his old men. They have men and women, but no matter whether they are men or women, they now have a good body, even if they used to be panting against water, they now have them on their legs. Bulky muscles.

"It seems that Atlas still takes care of us!" Pierce can't help feeling a little bit. After so many years, his old subordinates are not dead, but are very healthy, and now the spacecraft seems to be free from Mars, can it be said, Atlas is going to let them go?

Looking forward to Pierce, he waited restlessly on the spacecraft all night. After the spacecraft landed the next day, after looking at Nick Fury standing underneath with a mouthful of white teeth, Pierce decisively drilled into the cabin, but did not run. Two steps, he was driven down by the soldiers.

  Now the old boss and the old subordinates meet again, but their identities are already different.

   "So, are you here to deal with me?" Pierce looked around and found that it was a good place to die.

   "Handle, no no no, killing you is too cheap for you!" Nick Fury smiled like a white manor.

  "What do you want to do?" Pierce felt that something was not right. His old men were already in line to get clothes.

   "Of course it will bring you back to your job! Come on, take you to get your clothes!"

   "???"

  Five minutes later, looking at the villain's uniform that was hard to see the explosion in front of him, Pierce knelt down to Nick Fury.

  "Fry, if I make a mistake, you can hit me or shoot me. Please don't whip the corpse anymore. You can let the Hydra die quickly, okay?"

  Alexander Pierce can’t wait to go back to when he was young when he joined the Hydra, and then use a 155mm artillery to kill the super idiot who fooled him into the Hydra, and see what Hydra looks like now? You said that you could not rebel and be killed by someone on the ground. Now you have been dragged into the movie as a target, and that's fine. Now in order to ensure the authenticity, these hydra veterans have to play themselves again.

It’s like the American soldiers killed the hapless Saddam brother and buried them in the coffin, then dug the opponent out of the coffin, and shot him again in front of the reporter’s camera in front of the whole world. The murderous heart did not do that. Ah!

And if you look at the configuration of the Hydra in the movie, you can only call Captain America, the third-in-command Iron Man, and the first-in-command Nick Fury, who can only call the Hydra long live. Nothing? It's a pity that this kind of dream lineup can only be put together on this occasion and this time.

In addition, Pierce also saw a lot of familiar old faces. These people used to call him the old sir. Now they still call their old sir in the movie. But the difference between the two sirs is so different. Who is bitter? Is there something to come out?

It’s a pity that Nick Fury laughed and rejected Pierce, who was threatening to death, and told him that if you can’t act, we’ll find a stand-in and play you. How come.

   Face it calmly, and then die, or choose to escape, being turned into a clown on the screen by an unknown guy, Pierce knows what he should choose.

   "I promise you! Is it all right?"

   "That's right, come on, Pierce, shout long live Hydra!"

   "Ah here!" Pierce's face flushed flushed red at the moment of social death, but looking at the other people around him watching the excitement, he had no choice but to go out and shout long live the Hydra.

"Okay, very energetic, remember that you will have to shout like this in the show later, don’t worry, now that you are an actor, we will provide you with the corresponding treatment. Would you like to have a bourbon? It’s in your wine cellar. There is half a bottle left of the bottle of old wine in the store!"

   "Then I really thank you!"

  (End of this chapter)