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Chapter 219 Forced to Move

Back on set, Martin began filming major action scenes, mostly gunfights.

His long-term shooting practice has given full play to his skills; he is quite proficient in using several types of pistols, just like a professional shooter.

As for the challenging action scenes, stunt performers Buck and Lewis took turns performing.

They had worked with Martin on The Hills Have Eyes and were similar in build.

Action director Chad personally performed the stunts, filming scenes of knife practice and close-quarters combat with Martin.

After filming a fight scene, Martin had just returned to the rest area when Chris Pratt brought him a towel.

He handed it to Martin: "You're really good at everything. You're great with a gun, and you're great with a knife too."

Martin recognized the flattery in this compliment, took the towel to wipe his sweat, and asked, "I heard you're a pretty good dancer?"

"Yeah, don't let my size fool you, I'm a surprisingly agile fat guy." Parat wiggled his big belly and fat buttocks, dancing a strange, unknown dance.

Martin waved to him, and Parat quickly stopped.

Menez went over and put his arm around his shoulder: "Buddy, you're really going all out."

Parat laughed heartily, "How can you get ahead if you don't fight?"

Martin handed the towel to Bruce and saw Chad nursing a puppy. He went over and asked, "A new dog?"

Chad, holding the puppy in one arm and a baby bottle in the other, said, "I found it near the back wall of the film studio. They demolished and rebuilt that area a few days ago, and a few stray dogs came in. The big dog was caught by the dog catchers, but this little one was left behind."

Martin patted the puppy's head: "It looks a bit like a German Shepherd."

Chad seems to have studied dogs: "The bloodline is probably not pure."

Martin enjoyed working with the German Shepherd while filming "The Hills Have Eyes": "I'm glad they like it."

Chad asked, "Are you interested too? You could adopt it."

"I'll pass." Martin is fine to tease, but raising him would be too much trouble, and dealing with the constant battles would take up too much of his energy: "I can't even take care of myself."

Chad stroked the dog's head and said, "You worked very well with the dogs in your last movie. When I was doing the action design, I had the idea of ​​having several dogs fight alongside Wesley, but I still felt that rats were more suitable. After all, having dogs carry explosives to blow up assassins might cause problems for the movie."

"Indeed." Martin knew what Chad was worried about: "When people go to extremes, it's terrifying."

Chad agreed, and the topic returned to the previous one: "Actually, I've always thought that the 'The Hills Have Eyes' model of one dog and one person is very good. We can build on that and extend the action scenes and plot design."

During his time working with Chad, Martin realized he had real talent and encouraged him, saying, "After you finish this film, try designing something."

Chad patted the puppy's head: "Want it to fight alongside you?"

Martin laughed: "Sure."

Thomas arrived at the studio at that moment, and Martin ended his chat with Chad and returned to his chair.

With Bruce and Thomas around, Thomas said directly, "Coca-Cola has an idea to hold a large signing ceremony to highlight the concept of the Coca-Cola Cult, and then promote GG and other promotional activities."

Martin agreed: "Yes, but the timing needs to be coordinated with the film crew's schedule."

Thomas, who had the film crew's schedule, said, "I'll take care of it."

Martin added, "I need to review the plan once it's finalized over there."

Thomas nodded: "That's no problem, I've already talked to them."

Martin asked, "What about GG? What's Coca-Cola's opinion?"

"We have a preliminary plan to invite a big-name director to film it," Thomas said. "The specific person hasn't been decided yet, but from what they've said, it should be a top-tier or near-top-tier director who came from the film industry."

Martin wasn't surprised; many Hollywood directors have made quick money by making movies like Goggle, Scorsese seems to have done it too.

A dozen minutes later, Leterrier gave the order, and filming resumed.

Martin and Chad weaved and twirled among the frozen pork, the prop knives clanging together.

Compared to the slow-paced dialogue scenes, the action scenes progressed much more smoothly.

In the distance, stuntman Buck, stroking his bald head, asked Lewis, "Martin's skills seem even better than when we were filming in Mexico."

"It must be that he's developed some kind of confidence." Lewis, still holding the handheld console Martin gave him in his clasped hands, said, "You've seen the Burbank High School video. In that situation, could you calmly do what he did?"

Buck shook his head: "I can't, not because I lack the courage, but because I'm not as fast as him."

Lewis, who has been in the industry for many years and has a wide range of experience, summarized: "He has experienced scenes in real life that are more dangerous than those designed in the movie. When filming action scenes, he has more confidence and strength, which makes him more adept at performing the actions."

Buck looked slightly surprised: "You're not a professional. While I'm playing video games, you're thinking about these complicated problems!"

Lewis pointed at Chad: "Do you see him? He started as a stuntman and is now an action director and assistant director."

Buck understood: "This is indeed the direction we're heading."

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After a day of filming, Martin had Bruce drive Menez's car and they quietly left the film studio, taking a drive around Atlanta.

After his bodyguards confirmed that no reporters were following, Bruce drove to Marietta.

As more and more Hollywood film crews come to Atlanta to shoot, the profession of paparazzi and freelance journalists is gradually flourishing in Atlanta.

Upon entering the Clayton neighborhood, Bruce drove directly into the backyard, while Martin entered the Carter's house through the back door.

As soon as I entered, I sensed that something was off.

Elena, Lily, and Hall, the three siblings, blocked the doors to the two bedrooms, preventing anyone from entering.

A woman wearing hot pants, long boots, and a tight T-shirt, with elaborate makeup and wavy golden-brown hair, stood with her arms crossed, staring at them and swearing: "You three idiots, you won't admit I'm your mother? If I hadn't spread my legs and pushed my way in, would you even have a chance to stand here?"

Elena had given up on her mother, who always ran off with other men: "I don't care who the hell dumped you, and I don't want to know which bastard you're going to run off with next. Since you're gone, don't come back. You're not welcome here!"

Martin remembered this person, the woman Jack had abducted, Scott's wife—Emma Carter.

She is very beautiful, but even less reliable than Scott.

Martin came out of the back door hallway.

Emma turned to look at him: "That bastard Jack's son, ha, he's become a big star!" She swayed her hips and took a few steps towards him: "Handsome boy, you liked me a lot back in high school, always secretly watching me. Now I'm giving you a chance to…"

"Shut up!" Elena and Lily shouted almost simultaneously.

Honest Martin had never encountered this situation before, and he ran over to Elena and Lily in a few steps, only then did he feel a little safe.

Emma chuckled: "What? You're scared? You only need a little money."

Elena strode over, raised her hand halfway, then lowered it again, shoving Emma towards the door: "Get out! Get out of here!"

Emma was yelling and screaming, but she refused to leave.

Martin couldn't do anything, but he gave Lily a wink.

Lily rushed forward; she was stronger than Elena and pushed Emma to the doorway in a few moves.

The front door suddenly opened, and a Black man barged in: "Emma, ​​what's going on?"

Hall reached behind the bedroom door and pulled out a shotgun, pointing it at the black man: "Who gave you permission to come in! Get out!"

Martin opened the drawer of the shelf and, as expected, found a pistol, which he took out and hid behind his back.

The Black man yelled, "Hey, sweetheart, are all your family members crazy? Didn't you come here to get money to buy us flour?"

Emma stepped in front of the black man, yelling, "I just wanted to come back to get some money to buy flour, and you guys shot me?!"

Bruce, who was in the backyard, heard the commotion and went inside.

Martin made a downward gesture to him, indicating that the situation was still under control.

Elena picked up her phone: "You guys leave. If you don't leave, I'll call the Neighborhood Defense League. They're not as polite as I am. They'll beat your man to a pulp."

When Emma came back last time, she heard about the neighborhood defense alliance, how they defeated a black gang in the south of town, and how they beat a black man so badly that his buttocks were bruised and battered.

"Let's go!" She pulled the Black man back, saying, "Don't forget, I have a share in this house too!"

The two left, and Elena slammed the door shut, running her hands through her long hair. "I shouldn't have brought her back! I should have let her wander in Hawaii!"

That's what they say, but what can a daughter do when her own mother is pleading in that situation?

Lily, unusually quiet, plopped down on the sofa. "What if she comes again next time?"

Elena declared fiercely, "I'm going to cut ties with her."

Martin whispered to Bruce, "Book a triple suite at the Peach Tree Hotel."

He strode over, sat down next to Elena, and gently hugged her: "Pack your things and move to the hotel later."

Lily chimed in, "Who would believe it? We bunch of idiots were forced to move by our own mothers!"

Martin tapped her head with his finger: "Do you want to start a war with Emma here?"

Lily opened her mouth, wanting to swear, but then she remembered that swearing at Emma would be swearing at herself, so she closed her mouth again.

Martin looked at Elena and suggested again, "You two should go look at houses these next few days, choose a more upscale neighborhood. I know the neighbors here are nice, but you can't live here forever. What are we working so hard for? Isn't it for a better living environment?"

Lily wanted to say that she also wanted to be a saintess of the Cola Cult, but Elena's hand was right next to her, and she knew that if she spoke, she would be met with a merciless iron fist.

Elena no longer had any expectations of her parents. For Lily and Hall's sake, she agreed without much hesitation: "I have some money saved up here. You can lend me the rest first."

"Hey, do you want me to be a heartless capitalist?" Martin rephrased. "What kind of employer hires people without paying them? Even the most ruthless capitalist can't expect people to pay for part-time work, can they?"

Elena didn't say anything more and got up to pack her luggage.

Lily caught up from behind and whispered, "Don't worry, I'll go with you to pay it back!"

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