Van Diesel was angry, completely angry, he could see the contempt, contempt and disdain in those eyes, the kind of high-level scrutiny and gaze, as if it could penetrate his skin and laugh unscrupulously. His embarrassment and smallness. The shame rushed from the bottom of his feet to the top of his head, and he almost lost control.

His eyes were fixed on the man in front of him, his anger began to burn, his hands clenched into fists, his muscles were full of explosive power, so that his body began to tremble slightly, as if he would rush up at any time, and then beat the opponent to **** blood. , Qi is like a gossamer, but it is impossible to survive or die. This is the real torture!

The smile at the corner of Hobbs's mouth converged little by little, all the expressions on his face disappeared, solemn and strong, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and the sharp eyes pierced Dominic like a sword. , The momentary change caused the atmosphere to suddenly change the rhythm, and the contraction of emotions made the breathing of the surrounding bystanders involuntarily relax, or even stop.

"Turn around now and put your hands behind your back." Hobbes said without any waves, but the command tone during the meal was incontrovertible and firm, like a sea wave overwhelmingly suppressed.

Dominic slowly turned around, one step after another, each step weighed heavily, as if he was accumulating his own momentum, and decided to give the opponent a hard blow, the words almost squeezed out of his teeth. ,"I do not think so!"

Unexpectedly, Hobbs walked forward in a big stride, and instantly zeroed all the distance between the two people. The imposing posture made Dominic's step forward involuntarily stop for a while, obviously unexpectedly. In such an accident, the panic in his eyes revealed the true emotions in his heart. He had to tighten his muscles and try his best to control, so as to avoid the embarrassment of falling back, but then the anger burst out.

However, before Dominic’s words could be spoken, Hobbes’ reproach was smashed, "Your mistake is to think that you have a choice, little boy."

Hobbs's steps did not move, but his upper body was slightly erected. The condescending and stern slammed on Dominic's head like a sap; the sharp eyes in his eyes rolled down unscrupulously, as if looking at the chopping board. The fish on the surface is just like meat, and the absolutely powerful aura firmly solidifies the surrounding air, locking Dominic's figure without any deviation, even if it is just a little bit of rash action, he can directly crush the opponent.

The audience was silent.

Fan's head went into a crash state in an instant. The boundary between reality and illusion was completely blurred. He could even smell the blood in the air. The cruelty and power of licking blood from the knife edge tilted down without any hesitation, and the wind was violent. It was so rainy that he could only be stunned in place, not to mention the reaction, he didn't even dare to move a finger, he was completely locked in place, as if he had been pulled out of the clockwork. Puppet.

Justin stood by, looking worried.

Fan looks normal in front of him—at least in his eyes. Fan's muscles are tight, his hands are clenched into fists, and his eyes are looking directly at Lan Li, his ready-to-go posture is really no longer a challenge. Perfect, but Justin can smell the gunpowder in the air. The tension and stiffness make the heart beat faster. In the faint, he can feel that Lan Li is gaining the upper hand, and the rising momentum is really shocking. , People couldn't help holding their breath.

This is a good thing, this is a great good thing.

Hobbs was aggressive in the first half, and then Dominic fought back without showing any weakness. The chemical reaction of the strong confrontation was the perfect scene conceived in Justin's mind. Hobbes like this can't be more perfect!

However, the atmosphere stiffened here, as if suddenly stuck.

According to the trend of the script, Dominic must remind Hobbs with a powerful force that this is Brazil, not the United States. Dominic is here to occupy the home court, and then all the extras must raise their guns- The prop gun encircled a small part of Hobbes's group, and the momentum was instantly transformed. Even if Hobbs was not reconciled, he still had no choice but to retreat.

Now, Fan seemed to have lost consciousness. He was completely stupid. Don't say any lines. He didn't even react at all. It was as if... as if he was shocked by Lan Li's powerful aura and fell completely into a state of crash.

There was an ominous premonition deep in Justin's heart: "Could it be that Fan lost in this imposing battle?"

impossible! Justin immediately denied this absurd idea. Fan is not only a producer, but also an absolute protagonist, not to mention his absolute confidence in himself. Even in front of Dawn, Fan will not easily show weakness-even in his body. The gap is so great. What's more, it's Lan Li. In physical confrontation, Fan has absolute self-confidence.

So, in the battle for momentum, Fan lost? impossible!

So, what is going on right now?

Hobbs looked down at Dominic condescendingly, his deep eyes gleaming with teasing and mocking, as if he was looking at a troubled clown. There was no movement at the corners of his mouth, but he seemed to have a smile like nothing. , The look of disdain and contempt was revealed inadvertently. The absolutely strong aura firmly took the initiative to control the audience in the palm of his hand. Dominic was like an ant falling into the palm of a giant. Any effort and struggle are Just in vain.

Justin felt that this was his own illusion, but his reason was telling him that it was a fact, everything was happening in real, and his eyes fell on Fan, one second, two seconds, three seconds...Fan still maintained She was silent, even motionless, as if she couldn't do a little bit of struggle, she was completely dead on the spot.

Yes, it crashes.

In this imposing contest, Fan not only lost, but also lost without any room for quibble, completely crushed.

"Ka!" After realizing this, Justin had to interrupt the shooting. The crisp shout interrupted the magical chemical reaction at the scene, a crack appeared in the suffocating air blockade, and the cool oxygen finally began to surge again. stand up.

Angry, raging, raging, furious, furious!

Fan only felt that the blood on his body was beginning to burn, shame, shame! He just... actually froze in place, was completely suppressed, and he couldn't even move his fingers. In his career as an actor, he had never suffered such humiliation! Not to mention the physical confrontation of the body!

Fan clenched his fists, and then he realized that his fists were clenched from beginning to end. After the muscles were tightened to the extreme, he began to secrete a lot of lactic acid. Now he could feel the soreness of de-strength all over his body. Cracked the ground and waved his fist, wanting to punch Lan Li fiercely! He doesn't care about the harmony of the crew or the parachute. He just wants to vent and give Lan Li a lesson!

However, when his fist was waved, his whole muscles began to affect, and the tightness that lasted for too long suddenly collapsed across the board. The muscles were even a little numb, not to mention that it was extremely difficult to maintain the original. After staggering for a while.

Not forward, but backward.

If he moved forward, he would bump into Lan Li's arms... Fortunately, fortunately, he was going backwards. However, he is back! He wanted to teach Lan Li a lesson, but he tripped over himself and took a half step back. God, he can cut his throat and kill himself, completely withdrawing from Hollywood. Such a shameful shame, will follow him forever, like a shadow!

The voice of "Ka" came from his ears, but Lan Li still had no intention to stop, and followed Fan with his eyes like a shadow, all vigilant, like an agile and elegant black panther, ready to fight back at any time. Unexpectedly, Fan actually raised his hand, then he softened his foot and staggered back for a while. This made Lan Li stunned. He didn't expect that things would develop in this way. This is really... funny. .

Lan Li strongly doubted whether Fan deliberately made such an ugly attitude ~lightnovelpub.net~ to ease the atmosphere on the set. However, Lan Li felt that this possibility was too small. He tugged the corner of his mouth slightly and gave a "chicking" laugh. Then, without saying anything, he turned around and was about to leave.

"Len Li!" Suddenly, Paul's urgent cry came from behind him.

Countless speculations flashed through Lan Li's mind, and countless plans flashed through, but the brain turned around conditionedly while making rational judgments. Instead of backing away, it took a half step forward and saw it as expected. When Fan rushed up to him, Fan obviously miscalculated Lan Li's reaction again. He had to brake sharply, otherwise his fists would not be able to exert force if the two people were too close.

Unexpectedly, this one slammed the brakes, but all his aura came to a halt.

Lan Li took the opportunity to rush forward half a step, like a tiger descending the mountain, and said with a sneer, "Come on in the next scene." The subtext is saying: You were terrible in the scene just now, so let's perform well in the next scene.

The sharp sarcasm was mixed in the powerful momentum and vented down. Fan's center of gravity had not had time to stand firmly, and he faced Lan Li's aggressive advancement. He only felt that Lan Li was like a giant in the sky, with that turbulent momentum. Stubbornly suppressed him, let alone counterattack, even supporting his body and avoiding falling, he has exhausted every trace of his body's strength.

Seeing the icy contempt in Lan Li’s eyes, Fan’s anger was as if he had encountered the Siberian wind head-on, and instantly froze into ice. His whole body was frozen in place, like a shivering cub hidden in a cave. Panic and uneasy, unable to react anymore, she could only watch Lan Li turn around and leave. That Ying's straight back was as sharp as a sharp blade piercing the sky.

Fan's knees softened, and he staggered for a half step again, so as to avoid the horror of falling directly on the ground. So embarrassed.