Living in the Hong Kong Film World

Chapter 650
At the end of the movie, the audience reluctantly left, still discussing the plot excitedly.

The young audience was all indignant because of the final ending, and some even cursed at the Hongkou Dojo and the Neon people.

Hearing the audience's discussion, Feng Chengcheng sat in his seat, suddenly absent-minded.

Feinan came to her side and asked with a smile, "How is it? Is the movie good?"

"nice!"

Feng Chengcheng came back to his senses and nodded vigorously: "It's better than any movie I've ever seen. You really captured Daxia Huo's life."

"Did you know? So far, Quan Shanghai has seen more than 10 people watch this movie."

Fei Nan said sternly: "There are still [-] theaters showing this movie today, and this number will increase rapidly in the next period of time."

Hearing Feinan's words, Feng Chengcheng didn't show much joy, instead, he was confused and worried.

Seeing that her expression was different, Feinan wanted to ask something, but suddenly became alert, and called out the map to look at it.

Putting away the map, he suggested, "I suddenly remembered that I still have something to do, let's go back first!"

Feng Chengcheng was thinking about his mind and had no time to think about it, so he nodded blankly.

After saying goodbye to Remas, Fei Nan left the theater with Huanhuan and Feng Chengcheng.

After going out and getting into the car, Feinan told the driver not to leave in a hurry, but asked him to drive the car to the intersection and stop, lean against the side of the road, and wait quietly.

Feng Chengcheng didn't know why, so he asked.

Feinan didn't answer, but just asked her to wait quietly, saying that a good show was about to be staged.

After a while, a group of military vehicles turned out from the intersection, with neon military flags hanging on the doors.

"It's the Neon Soldier!"

Feng Chengcheng exclaimed, lying on the window, looking worriedly at the direction of the military vehicle and the people queuing up by the roadside.

The speed of the military vehicle was so fast that several passers-by were almost unable to dodge and were knocked down by the vehicle.

It drove straight to the entrance of the Hongkou Grand Theater, the car creaked to a stop, the curtain behind the carriage was lifted, and the neon soldiers with live ammunition jumped out of the car and rushed towards the gate of the theater with their guns in their arms.

The movie had just ended, and people were coming in while leaving, it was the time when it was crowded.

The neon soldiers didn't care about this, they directly pushed away the crowd and rushed into the theater.

The bayonet on the muzzle flashed a frightening cold light, and the audience ran away for fear of being accidentally injured.

The arrogant behavior of the neon soldiers aroused glaring glaring, especially from the audience who had just watched the movie. They all glared, gritted their teeth, and even yelled and cursed if they were daring.

Unable to understand the Chinese language, the neon soldiers just shouted and drove the audience away and squeezed into the theater.

"What do they want to do?"

Feng Chengcheng looked nervously at the entrance of the theater, worried in his heart.

Feinan was not surprised, he just looked there calmly, his gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the wall, and saw those neon soldiers rushing towards the projection room.

An interpreter who jumped out of the car followed and shouted with a loudspeaker: "Hongkou Grand Theater broadcasts movies insulting the Great Neon Country, hereby put under control! This matter will be supervised by the Neon Military Department, idlers, etc., and those irrelevant personnel will leave quickly ! No assembly near the cinema!"

As he shouted, the neon soldiers who rushed into the theater rushed out again, holding a film roll in their hands.

"You have no right to do this! This is robbery! I want to see the consul!"

Like an angry bull, Remus rushed out, shouting, but was blocked by the neon soldiers with guns, unable to approach.

The neon soldier carrying the film dropped the film reel on the ground, smashed the card slot with the butt of his gun, and lifted the cover of the reel, revealing circles of neatly wound film.

When Remus saw this, he was furious.

This is a treasure that can sell tens of thousands of yuan a day, and it is almost the same as his lifeblood, but it was smashed by these guys!
"I have a legal business license! I have the right to play any movie I want! You can't snatch it! This is robbery! I'm going to a military court to sue you!"

With disheveled hair, he yelled at the neon officer leading the team.

The neon soldier pulled a can of gasoline from the car, unplugged it, and poured it on the film.

The neon officer leading the team took out a box of matches, struck one, and threw it on the film.

"Ah! You son of a bitch!"

Remas was furious, pushed aside the neon soldiers, and was about to charge towards the officer leading the team.

The neon soldiers who were pushed away dragged him down, and several gun butts slammed on his body hard.

The neon officer looked at him coldly, and spit out a few words: "This is the neon concession!"

"Can I go to you!"

Someone in the crowd yelled furiously: "Neon soldier of the dog day! Killed Huo Daxia! And trying to cover up the truth!"

"That's right! Why burn movies?"

"This is China's chassis! It was rented by you! You are the tenants, and we are the masters!"

"Get out of Shang Hai! Get out of China!"

The crowd shouted angrily, and the neon soldiers couldn't understand what they were shouting, but it could be seen from the expressions on their faces that they had opinions on themselves.

"Baga! Back off! Back off!"

The neon soldiers raised their guns, pointed at the excited crowd, and shouted loudly.

Queuing is a very hard work, and many people present have come to queue from very early in the morning.

After working so hard to line up for a long time, when I came to the front, I was disturbed and the stall was overturned. How can I not be angry.

The most annoyed are the audience who have just watched the movie. A few minutes ago, they saw a generation of heroes Huo Yuanjia being killed by the conspiracy and tricks of the Neon Army. , Grab the tape and burn it.

This made them immediately believe that what was shown in the movie was real, and that these stupid neon soldiers were obviously poked at a sore spot, so they came to control them.

"Bastards! You must die!"

"If you don't want people to know! Unless you do nothing! We already know that you killed Huo Daxia! You return Huo Daxia's life!"

The crowd was furious and reprimanded loudly. The neon soldiers gathered nervously in a circle, pointed their guns at the audience, and dealt with it carefully.

Officer Nihong was also a little confused when he saw this situation.

Why are these Chinese people different from before?

If in the past, when seeing the neon soldiers, these Chinese people would hide and walk away without daring to take a second look. How did they become so aggressive today?
There were only more than 100 people who came this time. Although all of them had guns, there were at least a thousand people around the scene, surrounded by three layers inside and outside, shouting and cursing.

They couldn't be allowed to behave like this, Officer Neon frowned, pulled out his pistol from his waist, and was about to fire a warning shot when he suddenly heard a gunshot from the crowd.

Bang!
The gunshot rang out, and someone in the crowd suddenly screamed: "Killer! The neon soldiers killed!"

The crowd dispersed, and some fell to the ground clutching their stomachs in pain. Blood spilled between their fingers, staining their clothes red.

"Who fired the gun?"

The Nihong officer yelled and asked, but the soldiers under him were all bewildered and no one answered.

(End of this chapter)