Living in the Hong Kong Film World

Chapter 634 Xu Wenqiang's Confusion
Seeing the business of the nine theaters getting more and more hot, the owners of other movie theaters also became more and more anxious.

Especially when their customers start to churn visibly, they are even more anxious.

Ever since, in the past few days, Remus had to face countless dinners every day, all of which were invitations from his peers.

He knew very well that these people asked him to make copies.

Remas didn't mind everyone making money together, and he couldn't handle all the guests lined up outside the cinema every day.

It's just that Feinan's second batch of copies hasn't been made yet, and even if they are made, he doesn't care who they should sell them to and how they should sell them.

Unable to find the source of the film, these bosses can only watch the nine theaters making money every day, and they are extremely jealous.

At the same time, Fujita Masamichi's eyes were also red.

"Major, we have done our best."

The doctor from the military department stood outside the ward, standing in front of him with a serious expression.

In the ward, there were faint roars and the sound of things being smashed.

After a moment of silence, Masamichi Fujita put his legs together silently, and bowed deeply to the doctor: "Thank you for your hard work!"

After the doctor left, Fujita Masamichi pushed open the door of the ward. The roar was clear, but it was Fujita Takeshi's voice.

He was strapped to a hospital bed, his hands and legs were splinted and covered with gauze.

With a wave of his arm, he swept all the vases, teacups and other things on the bedside table to the ground, breaking them to pieces.

The nurses did not dare to go forward, so they had to hide aside, trembling.

Fujita Masamichi watched silently, until Fujita was so tired that he was sweating all over and stopped by himself, then he stepped forward.

His chest was heaving, but Fujita Takeshi's eyes were dark without any light.

Just now, the doctor made the final diagnosis, because his bones were shattered and fractured, and even with the most advanced medical technology, he could not restore his health.

In other words, Fujita will spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair.

Seeing Fujita Masamichi coming in, Fujita just moved his eyes, glanced at him, and then looked away.

Seeing the blood slowly seeping into the gauze on his arms and legs, Fujita Masamichi ordered: "You go out first."

The nurses were relieved, turned around and left quickly.

There were only two Fujita brothers left in the room.

"Snapped!"

Fujita Masamichi slapped Fujita Takeshi across the face.

He used so much force that the corner of Fujita Takeshi's mouth was cut directly, and blood oozed out.

"kill me!"

He looked at Fujita Masamichi with anger in his eyes.

Fujita Masamichi shook his head: "You have to live well."

"I'm already a useless person!"

Fujita gritted his teeth and growled: "The family is not worth wasting resources for me! I ask for death! You come to be my intermediary!"

"you are my younger brother."

Fujita Masamichi was expressionless.

"I am a member of the Fujita family first! Then I am a soldier! Finally, I am your younger brother!"

Fujita raised his head desperately and shouted: "Kill me! I don't want to live like a dog!"

Fujita Masamichi stretched out his hand, pressed it on his forehead, and slowly pushed him back to the hospital bed.

Fujita just noticed his wrist, his expression changed suddenly, and he asked loudly, "Where's the seal?"

Fujita Masamichi did not answer, but said calmly: "You will stand up."

"No!"

Fujita Tsuyoshi's eyes were full of fear: "Let me die!"

Without opening his mouth again, Masamichi Fujita stretched out his hand and pressed on the aorta of Fujita Takeshi's neck. After pressing gently for a few seconds, Fujita just passed out.

Withdrawing his hand, there was a red mark on his wrist.

Looking at Fujita Takeshi, he murmured: "I will let you stand up again and let you take revenge with your own hands. Don't worry, I won't wait too long."

……

"My people started to move at two o'clock in the morning. I hope Ms. Yamaguchi can put pressure on the patrol room and don't let them show up too early."

After hanging up the phone, Feng Jingyao heard a knock on the door, and Xu Wenqiang and Ding Li walked in.

"Are you all ready?"

he asks.

"People have already arranged, and we will do it as soon as the time comes."

Xu Wenqiang looked calm.

"very good."

Feng Jingyao stood up and told him solemnly: "This matter is related to my position as a Chinese director. Only success is allowed, and failure is not allowed."

"Understood, I will bring all the films back."

Xu Wenqiang nodded and said, "I ordered that if you can't take it with you, it will be destroyed on the spot."

"Ah."

Feng Jingyao patted him on the shoulder in satisfaction, looked at Ding Li and said with a smile: "This time you two brothers are working together, I feel much more at ease."

Ding Li hurriedly assured: "Mr. Feng, don't worry, I will definitely bring back all the films!"

After issuing the military order, Xu Wenqiang and Xu Wenqiang left Feng's house and rushed to Hongkou District.

Their manpower has been concentrated there first, scattered around the nine theaters.

After arriving in Hongkou District, Xu Wenqiang and Ding Li separated.

They divided the nine cinemas into north and south districts, Xu Wenqiang was in charge of five theaters, Ding Li was in charge of four theaters, and they acted at the same time.

Xu Wenqiang came to the Hongkou Grand Theater, which was the largest and the best-selling theater among the nine theaters, and it was also the one that Feng Jingyao called for.

It was still early at this time, and the tickets for the latest movie were on sale, and about three or four hundred people were still queuing up, waiting to buy tickets.

Xu Wenqiang leaned against the wall across the road, lowered his head and lit a cigarette.

Slowly exhaling the smoke, he looked at the long queue, with a trace of uncontrollable disgust flashing in his eyes.

The business woman doesn't know the hatred of the subjugated country, and she still sings about flowers in the backyard across the river, which is really true.

How can people like this be saved when the country is in crisis and they are still obsessed with a movie?
The smoke was lingering, and he couldn't help but think back to himself who was still in Peiping a few years ago.

At that time, he still believed in justice and hoped to awaken the numb citizens through the student movement.

But when she died at the gunpoint of the Beiyang Army, he completely gave up his fantasy.

Thinking of his former self, he just felt ridiculous.

He couldn't save these people, and he didn't want to save them again.

Right now, he just wants to make money.

He raised his hand and looked at it, it was still early.

After pondering for a moment, he suddenly walked towards the entrance of the theater, where scalpers were selling movie tickets.

After buying a ticket for three and a half yuan, he passed the crowd, entered the theater, and went straight to the lounge to wait for the movie to start.

Anyway, there is still time, so go in and have a look, and see what makes this popular Shangbang movie so special.

It happened to be able to go in and see the situation inside, so it was convenient to do it at night.

Time passed quickly, and soon, the movie ended.

As the bustling crowd walked out of the theater, Xu Wenqiang's expression was very different from before entering.

He looked up at the sky in a daze. Under the bright lights, a few stars in the sky flickered tenaciously.

There were chattering comments from the audience after the audience.

"Hero Huo is a true hero!"

"Neon country and foreigners are the same, they are not good things!"

"You need to be strong to strike iron. In my opinion, no one can be relied on. You have to rely on yourself at all times! If we don't fight, we will be bullied at all times!"

Listening to their discussion, Xu Wenqiang became even more confused.

My choice, right?
(End of this chapter)