Extracting skills from movies

Out of caution, Cost asked again.

After hearing the exact answer, he gave a few instructions and immediately turned around and called the special police leader:
"Hurry up and act, or else the credit will be taken away!"

Soon, the police's voice came again:

"We'll take action in two minutes. Help attract..."

Ma Yaowei stood guarding the corner like a statue, the muzzle of his M16 motionless.

Du Sheng thought that he would have to promote this here in the future, so it wouldn't hurt to have a good relationship with the police station:

"I will try to contain them. They have a shotgun, which is very powerful."

At this time, Aiden, who realized something was wrong, was about to break out, but Ma Yaowei fired several shots at him, forcing him back into a dead corner.

"Castor! Hamza!"

Aiden's roar was filled with madness:

"I'm going to kill you!"

What was coming towards us was the indiscriminate firepower coverage of the special police.

Aiden's body twitched in the dense rain of bullets, like a rag doll torn to pieces by an invisible giant hand.

Ma Yaowei put away his gun:

"The police are here, cooperate with them."

Du Sheng wiped the blood off his face and was still in the mood to tease:

"We are in the left corner, don't miss the target."

Koster's voice came:
"OK, I'll be there soon."

Alyssa thought of something, handled the equipment quickly and skillfully, and then stuffed the memory card into the smock.

She winked at Du Sheng with a sly look in her eyes:
"Next time I'm filming, I'll apply to be the scene recorder!"

Du Sheng pretended not to see it and continued to pay attention to the scene.

Ma Yaowei put down his gun, and the footsteps of the special police came like a tide.

One of the middle-aged men looked at Du Sheng and said:
"You guys have been a great help."

Du Sheng pointed to the back:

"There's a seriously injured person over there, and there's also someone dying in the locker room. I don't know if he's dead or not."

"You did all this?"

The middle-aged man was a little surprised.

Du Sheng shrugged:

“Maybe it’s God’s blessing.”

Medical staff rushed in and carefully examined several people.

Du Sheng had minor abrasions on his arm and Ma Yaowei had a skinned knee.

Alyssa only had some scratches on her body, as if she had been scratched by a cat.

The setting sun shone through the broken glass, giving everyone a golden edge.

At this moment, the campus seemed to be put into a huge iron box, and the police officers surrounded it like a steel torrent.
This not only denies the criminals any chance to escape, but also strictly prevents reporters from sneaking into the scene.

Alyssa followed closely behind, and the video recorder that recorded the moment of life and death had been taken away by the police as evidence.

Du Sheng was leaning against the police car, and a medical staff was about to treat his wounds.

"Thank you, really."

Du Sheng smiled and waved his hand:

"It's just a small scratch."

He looked towards the football stadium:

"There are more people who need help over there. Go take care of them first."

The medical staff nodded and left. Ma Yaowei took out the medicated oil and disinfectant from somewhere and skillfully applied them to himself and Du Sheng.

In the distance, there were corpses lying on stretchers. Alyssa shuddered at the sight:

“This is really a life-saving opportunity…”

She turned to Du Sheng, tears glistening in her eyes:
"If it weren't for you, I..."

Du Sheng interrupted her with a smile:
"Then you have to praise me more in your report."

"Yes, you are the manliest man I have ever seen!"

Alyssa said seriously.

The ambulance sirens pierced the air, as if telling the horror of this nightmare.

Two seriously injured gangsters were carried out, one with blood all over his face, and the other unconscious, like a puppet with his soul sucked out.

Cost stood outside the cordon, his brows twisted into a knot.

The bustling streets of New York formed an ironic contrast with the tragic situation before his eyes, which made him grit his teeth.

"Report the situation."

He gave orders to the superintendent who was walking towards him quickly.

“There were no casualties among the police officers.”

The Superintendent reported:
"The SWAT and security guards each shot dead one gangster, and the other two were seriously injured. It is speculated that they were subdued by the Chinese boxing champion Du Sheng.

As for the victims, 8 people have been confirmed dead and 15 people have been seriously injured, mainly school team members and onlookers. "

Cost cursed softly and took a deep breath:

“Immediately retrieve the surveillance footage, comfort the injured, find the families of the deceased, and control public opinion.

I want to take detailed notes to find out the cause and process of this incident."

Once this tragedy is exposed, the whole United States will be shocked.

Some police officers were talking to the caddies and team members, and everyone pointed at Du Sheng in unison.

It was he who subdued the devil at the risk of his life!
The police only found footage of the SWAT attack in Alyssa's video recorder, but the memory card of her cameraman recorded the entire process.

Coster and the police officers gathered in front of the monitor, watching the eight-minute video:

From the moment Du Sheng discovered something was wrong and asked everyone to evacuate, he went to the locker room and subdued Hamza with a padlock...

"As expected of a fierce world boxing champion, this is a textbook example of self-rescue!"

A police inspector exclaimed.

"Without him, those players and girls would be afraid..."

The female police inspector said angrily:
"These criminals were obviously crazy from taking too much drugs. Du Sheng's actions saved countless lives!"

The screen shows flying bullets, desperate screams, and Du Sheng's calm response...

Cost knew that if this young man was gone, the number of casualties would definitely double.

Dozens of people died. Once this report came out, I was afraid...

Laputa, who is in charge of crisis public relations, said seriously:

“Racial prejudice aside, Du Sheng is definitely the savior here!

He stopped what could have been the tragedy of the century in its tracks.”

The police officers present at the scene were well aware that if the number of casualties increased, the public pressure they would face would be catastrophic.

Not to mention the caddies and staff, most of the students and players attending private schools come from middle-class families.

Coster stroked his chin and pondered:

"The issue of public opinion is much more difficult than solving a crime."

He has already begun to consider how to turn this tragedy into political capital:

"We must steer public opinion in a direction that is favorable to the police station!"

"Du Sheng is an existence that cannot be ignored."

Laputa echoed.

Coster stood up:
"I haven't let him contact the media yet. Let's test it out first."

On the other side, the police station specially arranged several young female police officers to calm everyone down.

Du Sheng chatted with them casually, and his eyes moved slightly when he saw Koster.

Obviously this was expected.

Laputa noticed that Elisa was still there, and quickly stepped forward to shake hands with Du Sheng:

"I'm Police Inspector Laputa, and this is Police Chief Coster."

He lowered his voice:
"There are some things that need to be discussed in private."

"No problem." Du Sheng nodded.

Several people came to an empty locker room.

Coster spoke first:
"Mr. Du, you have saved New York from a bloodbath. On behalf of the police department, I would like to thank you."

Du Sheng smiled and waved his hand, saying:

"Stopping the force is what everyone should do, and I was just defending myself."

"From the surveillance video, your reaction was perfect."

Coster continued:
"The brutal criminal was subdued at the most critical moment."

"I wasn't very careful when I fought back."

Du Sheng pretended to be worried:

“Will there be a lawsuit?”

"Getting into a lawsuit?"

Cost shook his head:

"You are now a hero in New York, an unparalleled one!
I will write a report to report this matter and ask the governor to issue a commendation. "

Du Sheng understood immediately and expressed his opinion at the right time:
“Speaking of which, I have to thank the police department.

At that time, our crew was trapped in the dressing room by gangsters, and it was the police officers who risked their lives to rescue them. You are the patron saints of New York."

As the saying goes, people help each other in Huahuaqiaozi. Saying a few nice words doesn’t cost any money and can also help you gain connections with the New York Police Department.

Cost was stunned for a moment.

I didn't even know how to start the prepared speech when the other party actually took the initiative to show goodwill.

I can only say that this young man is really good at handling things! If it were those black people, they would be arrogant and boastful about such a great deed...

"This is our duty."

Coster was also very understanding and said with some approval:

"Mr. Du, to thank you for your help, the door of the police station is always open to friends."

Du Sheng understood immediately and nodded:
"When I have time later, I will go to the police station in person to express my gratitude."

This incident will bring him a lot of benefits.

And you can also connect with powerful groups in New York, so why not?

Laputa nodded secretly and suggested:

"How about discussing the details of the cooperation?"

This young man is very thoughtful. In this way, he turned the crisis into an opportunity, which is a win-win situation.

Du Sheng smiled slightly:
"I need to contact my agent. This kind of matter is more appropriately handled by a professional team."

"no problem."

Laputa nodded, his eyes falling on Du Sheng's back as he turned around and made a phone call.

Coster asked:

"What do you think of this young man?"

"A person who dares to act and take responsibility, and knows how to make choices!"

Laputa chose his words carefully:

“Considering that Warner is promoting a blockbuster, he will probably be the talk of the town.

We can take this opportunity to guide public opinion and reduce the pressure on the police station."

"very good."

Cost nodded:

"It's rare that he showed kindness, and it saved us a lot of trouble.

By the way, go talk to the reporter from Warner TV."

"clear."

Laputa left in response.

Du Sheng came back after finishing the call and after giving a few brief instructions, he returned to the police car.

There are still a lot of follow-up matters at the scene, especially public opinion control, which cannot tolerate any negligence.

At this time, a group of beautiful girls and audience gathered around.

The moment Blake saw Du Sheng, he jumped for joy like a deer in spring and threw himself into his arms.

Tears wet Du Sheng's collar. Her trembling hands kept touching Du Sheng's body, as if to make sure every corner was intact.

"You're okay... Really okay..."

She choked up:

"When you rushed out to save people, my heart almost jumped out of my chest..."

Du Sheng smiled and patted her shoulder:

"It's okay, there's no need to worry."

There were footsteps behind Blake.

Just as Du Sheng was about to let go, Blake hugged him tightly as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, his hands still caressing his body.

"Blake."

Agent Carish's voice rang out.

Blake then reluctantly let go of Du Sheng and took two steps back.

"Mr. Du, thank you for saving Blake."

Kalishi stepped forward with gratitude:

"You gave us a second chance at life."

"It should."

Du Sheng smiled:

"Blake and I are friends."

Kalisch took out a gold-stamped business card from her inner pocket:
"Thanks for letting Blake be on Gossip Girl, feel free to contact me if you need anything."

Du Sheng handed over his business card:
"my pleasure."

After a few pleasantries, the agent took Blake away.

It’s very popular right now, so interviews are essential, and of course we have to take the opportunity to expand our visibility.

Blake looked back frequently, his eyes pouring down like stars, as if Du Sheng was emanating some kind of magic.

How could an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl not be attracted to such a hero?
Leonardo, Bruce, etc. have long been thrown into oblivion.

At this moment, the only idol in her heart is the man in front of her.

Du Sheng looked at Blake's back and just smiled.

Next, Haliyi and other students and parents came like a tide to express their gratitude.

Du Sheng stood outside the cordon, listening to the voices of thanks coming one after another, with a gentle smile on his face.

The students in these private schools in the Beacon Country all come from wealthy or noble families.

These debts of favor may come in handy in the future.

"Sister, Brother Sheng is here!"

A crisp female voice sounded.

Elizabeth came over with two petite figures, who were her half-sisters.

Ashley and Mary.

"If it weren't for him, I'd probably be in the emergency room right now."

Elizabeth said, her voice trembling.

Ashley and Mary also came forward to express their gratitude, but before they could finish their words, Elizabeth suddenly threw herself into Du Sheng's arms, tears falling like pearls from a broken string.

Du Sheng was stunned for a moment, then opened his arms:

"Don't cry, it's all over."

Mary was about to step forward, but was held back by Ashley:
"Let her cry. She'll feel better after crying."

As she spoke, she gave Du Sheng an apologetic smile:

"She was too frightened today."

Although the two sisters are only 20 years old, thanks to their fame, they have long been listed as wealthy people on the North American rich list and have also created their own fashion brands.

Some time ago, the Hearst sisters introduced them to each other and they became familiar with each other.

And out of respect for the strong, they still have a good impression of Du Sheng.

Du Sheng looked at the pair of sisters who were a head shorter than him. He didn't have any thoughts and just said a few polite words.

Elizabeth was about to leave with Ashley's help, and Du Sheng reminded her:

"Go back and rest early."

“When are you going to Los Angeles?”

Elizabeth asked, wiping her tears.

"Don't worry, I'll contact you when I get there."

"Then...I'll come find you then."

Before getting into the car, Elizabeth looked back at Du Sheng.

Du Sheng waved his hand and dealt with all this before he had time to drink a sip of water.

Just then, agent Hades came hurriedly.

Amanda was beside him.

She quickly walked up to Du Sheng and asked with some concern:

"Is everything okay?"

Although she was very clear about the man's abilities, and that it was easy for her to defeat three men at once, bullets have no eyes.

"Look, it's still bleeding!"

Du Sheng deliberately raised his wrist which was coated with medicated wine.

"Fighting with a gunman, you almost scared me to death!"

Hades was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead.

The person in front of him is now his major financial backer. If something happens to him, it will be a big trouble.

"You should understand the situation now. You will have to coordinate with the police station for the rest."

Du Sheng said seriously.

"clear."

Hades nodded with relief and turned around to get busy.

Amanda stopped for a moment, but knew that now was not the time to reunite with the old friends, so she turned around to arrange the follow-up matters.

For example, how to discuss with Warner about expanding the influence and publicity of this matter...

Du Sheng looked at the crowd going away and realized that after today, his reputation here would be more secure.

As soon as I got in the car, Hades called to report that he had reached an agreement with the Coster Police Department.

Warner TV hit it off immediately and reached an exclusive reporting agreement with the police station using the video content that Alyssa had hidden away and was not taken away by the police.

On this day, all the TV stations in Beacon were frantically reporting on the school shooting.

But Warner Television holds the most valuable special materials.

The on-site video footage shot by Alyssa has neither bloody scenes nor perfect display of Du Sheng’s heroic moments. It can be called the golden perspective of the media industry!
"The technical team is repairing the tape because the shooting was too hasty..."

Alyssa choked up and explained on the evening news, and the camera swept across the tears in her eyes:
"But this video is definitely worth remembering by all of us!"

………(End of chapter)