Van diesel was angry and thoroughly angry. He could see the scorn, contempt and disdain in his eyes. That kind of superior examination and look seemed to penetrate his skin and ridicule his embarrassment and insignificance. The shame ran from the bottom of his feet to the top of his head, and he was almost out of control.
His eyes were fixed on the man in front of him, and his anger began to burn up. His hands clenched into fists, and his muscles were full of explosive force, so that his body began to tremble slightly. It seemed that he would rush up at any time, and then beat the other side to flesh and blood, but he could not survive or die. This is the real torture!
Hobbes's smile converged little by little, and all the expressions on his face disappeared. He was solemn and powerful, and his eyes suddenly became sharp. His sharp eyes stabbed Dominic like a sword. The moment's change suddenly changed the atmosphere, and the contraction of emotion made the breath of the bystanders relax, Even stop.
"Now turn around and put your hands behind your back." Hobbes's voice did not have any waves to say, but the tone of the order in the word after word had irrefutable firmness, like the sea waves.
Dominic turned around slowly, one step at a time, one step at a time, and each step was as heavy as a weight. It seemed that he was accumulating his momentum and decided to give the other a hard blow. The words almost squeezed out of his teeth, "I don't think so!"
But he didn't expect Hobbes to step forward with a big stride, and instantly reset all the distances between the two people. Dominic's stride stopped for a moment because of his momentum. Obviously, he didn't expect such an accident. The confusion in his eyes revealed his true emotion. He had to tighten his muscles and try his best to control it, Only in this way can I avoid the embarrassment of leaning back, but then my anger burst out.
However, before Dominic's words could be said, Hobbes's censure came down, "your mistake is to think you have a damn choice, little boy."
Hobbes's steps did not move, but his upper body slightly straightened, and the domineering ruthlessness hit Dominic's head like a stick; The sharp and unbridled look in his eyes rolled down, as if looking at the fish on the chopping board. The absolutely strong air field solidified the air around him firmly, and locked Dominic's figure without any deviation. Even if it was just a little rash, he could crush each other directly.
The audience was silent.
Fan's head suddenly went into a crash state, and the boundary between reality and illusion was completely blurred. He could even smell the bloody smell in the air. The cruelty and strength of licking blood with the edge of the knife tilted down without any scruples, making people breathless like a storm, so that he could only stay in the same place, let alone react, even a finger did not dare to move, Completely locked in place, just like a puppet with a spring removed.
Justin stood by with a worried look on his face.
In front of him, fan seemed normal - at least in his eyes. Fan's muscles were tight, his hands clenched into fists, and his eyes looked directly at Lan Li. His ready posture was perfect, but Justin could smell the smell of gunpowder in the air. The sudden tension and stiffness made people's heart beat faster. In a faint sense, he could feel it, Lan Li is gaining the upper hand, and the momentum of climbing is really shocking. People can't help holding their breath.
It's a good thing. It's a great thing.
Hobbes is aggressive in the first half, and then Dominic strikes back without showing weakness. The chemical reaction between strong and strong is the perfect scene in Justin's mind. Such Hobbes, can't be more perfect!
However, the atmosphere is stiff here, as if suddenly stuck.
According to the script trend, Dominic should remind Hobbes that this is Brazil, not the United States, where Dominic occupies the home court. Then all the mass actors have to raise their guns props guns to encircle a small part of Hobbes, and the momentum changes in an instant. Even if Hobbes is not reconciled, he still has no choice but to retreat.
Now, fan seems to have lost his consciousness. He's completely in the same place. He doesn't even have any response to his lines. It's like... He's shocked by lanli's powerful momentum and completely falls into a state of crash.
Justin had an ominous premonition in his heart: "did fan lose in this battle of momentum?"
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 if the difference in stature is so great. Let alone Lan Li. In physical confrontation, fan has absolute confidence.
So, in the battle of momentum, fan lost? impossible!
So, what's going on at the moment?
Hobbes looked down at Dominic. His deep eyes were shining with the light of banter and irony, as if he were looking at a clown in distress. There was no movement in the corner of his mouth, but he seemed to have a smile like nothing. The look of disdain and disdain was revealed inadvertently. The absolutely powerful atmosphere firmly controlled the whole scene in the palm of his hand, Dominic is like an ant falling into the giant's hand. Any effort and struggle is futile.
Justin felt that it was his own illusion, but his reason was telling him that it was a fact, that everything was really happening, and his eyes fell on fan, one second, two seconds, three seconds... Fan still kept silent, even motionless, as if he could not make a little effort, and completely died in the same place.
Yes, crash.
In this battle of momentum, fan not only lost, but also lost without any room for sophistry and was completely crushed.
"Card!" Realizing this, Justin had to interrupt the shooting, the crisp shouting interrupted the magic chemical reaction on the scene, the suffocating air blockade appeared a crack, and the cool oxygen finally began to surge again.
Rage, rage, rage, rage, rage!
Fan just felt that his whole blood began to burn up, shame, shame! He was just... Stunned in the same place, completely suppressed, even unable to move his fingers. In his career as an actor, he never suffered such humiliation! Not to mention the physical confrontation of the body!
Fan clenched his fists, which reflected that his fists were clenched from beginning to end. When his muscles were tight to the extreme, he began to secrete a lot of lactic acid. Now he could feel the pain of taking off the force all over his body. He waved his fists and wanted to give Lan Li a hard blow! He doesn't care about the harmony of the crew or the parachute. He just wants to vent and teach Lan Li a lesson!
However, as soon as his fist was waved, his muscles began to move. The tension that lasted too long suddenly collapsed, and his muscles were even numb. It was extremely difficult to maintain the original force, not to mention the force. He staggered half a step back.
Not forward, but backward.
If he was going forward, he would run into lanli's arms... Fortunately, he was going back. But he went back! He wanted to teach Lan Li a lesson, but he tripped over himself and stepped back. God, he can cut his throat now and quit Hollywood completely. Such a shame, will always follow him, like a shadow!
The sound of "card" came from his ear, but lanli still didn't plan to stop. He followed fan with his eyes and was alert, just like a quick and elegant panther, ready to fight back at any time. But I didn't expect that fan raised his hand, then he limped back half a step, which made Lan Li stunned. He didn't expect that things would develop like this. It's really... Very funny.
Lan Li strongly doubts that fan deliberately made such a ugly gesture to ease the atmosphere of the set. However, Lan Li felt that the possibility was too small. He pulled up the corner of his mouth gently and gave a chuckle. Then he didn't say anything more and turned around to leave.
"Lan Li!" Suddenly, Paul's urgent cry came from behind.
Lan Li's mind flashed countless conjectures and schemes, but his brain turned around conditionally between his rational judgment. Instead of retreating, he took a half step forward. As expected, he saw fan rushing up. However, fan obviously miscalculated Lan Li's reaction again. He had to brake quickly, otherwise they would be too close, His fists don't work well.
Unexpectedly, the sudden brake stopped all his momentum.
Lan Li took a half step forward, just like a tiger down the mountain, said with a sneer, "come again for the next play." The subtext is to say: you were terrible in that scene just now. You can do well in the next scene.
The sharp irony mixed with the powerful momentum to vent, fan's center of gravity has not yet had time to stand firm, facing Lan Li's aggressive progress, he only felt that Lan Li was like a giant in the sky, the surging momentum to suppress him, let alone fight back, even supporting his body, to avoid falling, he had exhausted every bit of his body strength.
Seeing Lan Li's cold disdain, fan's anger seemed to encounter the Siberian cold wind, frozen into ice in an instant, and the whole person froze in the same place, just like the shivering cub hidden in the cave. He was in a panic and could no longer make any response. He could only watch Lan Li turn and leave, Her straight back is like a sharp blade through the sky.
Fan's knees softened and he staggered half a step again to avoid sitting on the ground. So embarrassed.