There is an old street in Linjiang City during the period of the Republic of China, where the crew filmed. When he arrived at the cast, Zhao Fugui found that there was something wrong with the atmosphere in the cast.

Zhao Fugui followed Liu Feifei's assistant and staff into the shooting site, and saw a tall and strong Japanese standing in the middle of the site, looking at the nearby Chinese people with disdain.

Two ambulances were parked outside the field, and two staff members were carrying a man full of blood into the ambulance. As soon as the injured were put into the ambulance, it drove away.

In the venue, the director personally communicated with the strong Japanese, and then shot a martial arts scene to fight with the Japanese. Zhao Fugui thought, is it the Japanese who beat the Chinese? Otherwise, why send someone up to fight him later.

When Zhao Fugui was thinking this way, the martial arts in the field drew several beautiful martial arts moves, but before he started, the Japanese stepped forward and punched the martial arts in the face. The martial arts screamed, his face was covered with blood, and he was beaten out.

The other martial arts outside the venue immediately quit, yelling and rushing to beat the Japanese. The crew quickly stopped them.

"You are vulnerable!" The Japanese said with a sneer from central China. Zhao Fugui looked at the Japanese, immediately very upset, this guy is too arrogant.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Fugui can't help but ask a group of performers around him.

"It's a shot of a Japanese officer flaunting his power and defeating many Chinese martial arts masters. Then a mysterious Chinese expert appeared and beat him up. That's it. However, the Japanese have been beating people, even the "mysterious master" has been beaten. He also threatened that unless someone really beat him, he would beat a Chinese, and this son of a bitch would not cooperate with the filming at all! " Qun Yan shook his head and said.

The director couldn't help negotiating with the Japanese named Yamada, but it didn't seem to work very well. The director asked several martial arts masters to fight with him, but these martial arts masters were not his opponents. The director had no choice but to find Liu Feifei and ask her to come forward to communicate with the Japanese.

"Mr. Yamada, if you promise to film, please one day be professional and cooperate with the director. If you don't want to film, please get out of here! " Liu Feifei said to Yamada with a pretty face.

"Ah, it's beautiful Miss Liu. Of course I have professionalism, but if Miss Liu is willing to be my girlfriend, I will cooperate with the director. " Yamada said as he squinted at Liu Feifei.

"Don't you think about it!" Liu Feifei atmosphere said.

"If Miss Liu doesn't agree, I'll beat one by one. All your Chinese men are rubbish, and none of them is rubbish!" Yamada screamed.

The onlookers of the crew are very dissatisfied, but Yamada is the karate champion of Japan and the champion of K1. He is very capable of fighting, and the martial arts teachers of the crew are not his opponents.

"Psycho, you're the trash!" Liu Feifei shouts angrily with a taut face, and then turns around to leave. But Yamada suddenly reaches out and grabs Liu Feifei's arm.

"Miss Liu, I admire you very much. Be my girlfriend. I'm the K1 champion. I'm a popular idol in Japan. I'm worthy of you Yamada said brazenly.

"What are you doing? Let go Liu Feifei's assistant's face changed and yelled.

"Go away, you disgusting Chinese!" Yamada just pushed Liu Feifei's assistant away, pushed her out four or five meters away and fell to the ground.

Then Yamada touched Liu Feifei's face. Liu Feifei tried to stop him, but he was not as strong as Yamada.

"Stop it At the critical moment, Zhao Fugui's voice suddenly rings in Liu Feifei's ear. Liu Feifei then sees that Zhao Fugui grabs Yamada's arm.

"Rich and noble!" Liu Feifei exclaimed in surprise.

"I'm here, it's OK!" Zhao Fugui glared at Yamada and said calmly.

"Damn chinese, how dare you stop me!" Yamada is furious. He looses his grip on Liu Feifei's hand and smashes his fist at Zhao Fugui's head.

"Bang!" To Yamada's disbelief, Zhao Fugui pinched his fist. "It's all you, you ugly guy!"

Yamada's muscles look twisted and disgusting. This guy is just like a monster in human beings. It's really ugly.

Zhao Fugui snorted coldly and kicked Yamada in the stomach. Yamada didn't expect that this black Chinese had such great power. He was kicked out by Zhao Fugui and rolled on the ground for two times. He got up for half a day.

"Clear the scene, don't let people in, have you taken it?" The director saw this scene and exclaimed excitedly. At the same time, the crew immediately set out to block everyone out of the camera.

"It's taken!" Cried the photographer of the crew.

"Damn it, I dare to fight the great Yamada. I'm going to kill you!" Yamada just roared, completely ignoring the loud stop of the translator, rushed to Zhao Fugui.The ugly guy punched Zhao Fugui hard on the head. Zhao took a deep breath, and a warm current suddenly rose from his chest and abdomen.

Zhao Fugui roared and hit the ugly man with the same fist. "Click", a burst of bone fracture suddenly sounded, Yamada Jingang issued a scream, hand bones were all smashed by Zhao Fugui.

"Hey Zhao Fugui smashed Yamada's hand bone with one punch. He grabbed Yamada's neck with one hand and his leg with the other. He resisted him fiercely and threw him out.

"Bang!" Yamada was thrown seven or eight meters away and fell to the ground. The Japanese who bullied people with his size screamed and fainted.

"How are you, Mr. Yamada? How are you doing? " With Yamada before also swaggering Japanese staff immediately flustered hands and feet, quickly around, carrying Yamada nearly just ran to the ambulance.

Just now, this big Japanese guy put a lot of group actors and martial arts into the ambulance. Now it's his turn to be pulled away by the ambulance.

"Good!" There was a burst of applause from the crew and the group.

"Perfect, this lens is perfect!" The director also exclaimed excitedly.