I cut reality into a movie

This is 100% thematically complete due to Dan Taylor's hatred for Romon.

For the rest of the plot and the richness of the characters, Romon scored more than half of the score, which is a lot higher than the last time he filmed "John Wick", which shows that Romon is better at handling the plot and characters.

As for the restoration of only 3% of the details, Luo Meng didn't think there was any problem, after all, the Azu in his drama was far from the Azu in the original book.

The motives of the two crimes are completely different.

However, Romon's total completion rate of 218% in the end is still slightly better than the total completion rate of 216% in "John Wick". Although it has only increased by a mere two points, it is good to have progress.

Satisfied, he turned off the system's professional points, and Romon returned to the audience's evaluation that he cared more about.

Before opening the comment section he had folded, Romon was still a little apprehensive.

He was still worried about whether he would suffer bad reviews if he drastically changed the film, but as the comment section was opened, he found that his worries were unnecessary.

Real audiences just want to watch good movies.

As long as the story is exciting, people don't care why Azu committed the crime, and they don't care whether the stage of the story is in the United States or in Hong Kong.

And the remake, if it is exactly the same as the original, then what is the purpose of the remake, if you just read the original, it will be over.

"Awesome! Brother Luo, you have made a solid version of "New Police Story" and made a really good revision. It's different from the original, but it's all wonderful. It's like a mandarin duck in a hot pot."

"I am not as good at serving water as the old brother above. I am very simple. As long as I fight well, kill well, the protagonist does not hold back, and the scene is big enough, I will give a good review! I think Lao Luo's "American Police Story" ", even more exciting than the original book, after all, Uncle Long in the original book is too miserable, it hurts to watch."

"I'm a simpler person. As long as there are more shots of Tifa, I'll praise it! Especially the shot of Tifa sniping on the building really hit my heart, handsome and beautiful!"

"They're still complicated. I'll just say one word—a new film?"

Seeing the word 'new film' appear in the comment area, the audience in the comment area immediately showed Luo Meng what is the real version of Chen Shimei.

New Police Story?What is that?Can a movie you've seen be called a movie?The old guy who is old and young is about to get divorced. Now they only look forward to their unmarried little wife.

In the comment area, there was a wave of discussions about the new film.

Because Romon has made more films now, the discussion on new films in the comment area is even more noisy.

Fans of domestic films, Hollywood, South Korea, Japan, and even Indian Bollywood all came to join in the fun.

Seeing that the comment area was completely in chaos, and all the hills were in full swing, Romon was the happiest, because only when the audience split up, he, a production team with ulterior motives, could attract the public opinion of the audience.

Mind code words, Luo Meng replied in the comment area

[I want to make an undercover movie, do the audience have any suggestions?to be modern]

What Luo Meng thought was very simple, he just happened to be going to the Holy One Church to be an undercover agent, so he would take an undercover film to complete the task.

Moreover, the composition of undercover movies is relatively simple. It is nothing more than completing the lurking and then organizing the villains. For Romon, it is simply a matter of sprinkling water.

Until, Romon saw the most popular undercover movie voted by the audience - "New World".

New world?

My old buddy, I'm here to fight crime, not to inherit the family business!

What kind of "New World" did I make?

Chapter 061 No way, no way, someone is ready to add a scene before the show even starts?

New world.

A Korean gangster movie.

A brief summary of the story is:

A police undercover agent has been lurking in a gang for 10 years, during which time he kept completing tasks and constantly asked his boss to evacuate him safely.

But his boss kept rejecting his request to evacuate in order to seek greater results. In the end, the old man couldn't bear it anymore. After killing his old boss, he really took over the gangster, became the gang leader, and opened a new life story.

This drama itself is not particularly popular, but it has a scene that is particularly famous, even if you don't watch movies very much, you should have seen this scene.

A shot named 'Elevator God of War'.

"I definitely want to restore this classic shot, but I need to think carefully about how to shoot it..."

"Fuck! Why am I thinking about this?"

"The most important thing I should think about now is not how to restore the classic shots, but how to fully express the broken theme of this movie."

Undercover and top.

It is the two core story points that the system has highly abstracted for Luo Meng. If only the undercover part is filmed, then the film produced by Luo Meng will be banned from being released because the pass rate of the theme does not meet the standard.

So he had to shoot the upper part as well.

It's just that in the end, he became the leader of the cult, leading a bunch of idiots to dance to the gods every day, which really made Romon feel physically disgusted.

and many more!

Who says it has to be a cult?

I am God!

Even if it's the youth version, I'm still the real God!

How can believing in me be called believing in a cult?

As long as I succeed in assuming the position and change the 'evil' aspects of this broken sect, won't I become a serious religion?

Anyway, there are churches everywhere in the United States, and Yankees can easily believe in something because of historical reasons, so why not believe in me, the youthful version of true God.

Although it doesn't have any specific effect if you believe me, at least I don't charge, and I'm not much higher than those fake gods?

All in all.

Suddenly realizing that he could be the leader of the Holy One Church, Romon immediately calmed down and drank a cup of hot milk to sleep comfortably. Romon fell asleep comfortably and waited for Andrew to take the He and Tifa's fake identities were arranged.

Some people are already preparing to leave San Francisco, while others are just getting ready to flex their muscles in San Francisco.

After more than a week of preparation, Sequence Five's laboratory in San Francisco was finally completed.

Raising the hand with the exaggerated black manicure, Sequence Five yawned exhaustedly, but energetically, and ordered to his unknown working assistant:

"Danny, go and bring Jack, I need him to help me complete the experiment."

The voice of Sequence Five is still so lazy with a little hoarseness. If someone doesn't know her true character, just hearing the voice, they will be attracted by her elegant voice.

However, it has been more than a week since Sequence Five came to the San Francisco branch of Hewlett-Packard Pharmaceuticals. Her danger and weirdness have long been known to the employees of Hewlett-Packard Pharmaceuticals.

So much so that this young male salesman named Danny, after coming into contact with Sequence Five, didn't have any delusions about Sequence Five's charming appearance at all, but kept a respectful and distant attitude.

"Understood, doctor, I'm going to lead someone right now."

Almost a week ago, Sequence Five learned from Jack the Bear that Johnny Silverhand and John Wick were the same person.

Since then, Sequence Five has been following this clue closely.

Using some means to get Jack the Bear out of the special ward of the Toronto Hospital, Sequence Five kept him locked in the underground ward of Hewlett-Packard Pharmaceuticals, ready to be used for the SUIC-1995 experiment at any time.

There was a rapid motor sound, and the heavy electronic iron door of the underground ward was opened.

Danny took a look in the ward, the blank-eyed and weak-faced Jack the Bear, he shook his head lightly, stepped forward and said, "Jack, you don't seem to be in good spirits."

"Hehe, not in a good spirit?" Jack smiled weakly: "Being imprisoned in this kind of hell for no reason, how could my spirit be good?"

"Hell? This is not hell."

Danny retorted while adjusting Jack's hospital bed so that it could move: "Jack, objectively speaking, the accommodation and catering conditions we provide you are far better than those you enjoyed in the Toronto hospital. .”

"Hehe, no matter how good the conditions are, it's just the last meal before death. It's not worth making people happy."

In fact, to this day, Jack the Bear is still confused.

He didn't understand at all what he did wrong. He just said "whore" to the gorgeous woman with smoky makeup, and was taken to this dark place, where he has been imprisoned until today.

When he was brought here at first, Jack still wanted to resist, but now, he accepted his fate.

Perhaps he, Jack, should have accepted his fate since the day he was beaten by Johnny Silverhand in prison and broke his whole body.

This is God's punishment for him, the punishment for him as a sodomite murderer.

"Today is my death day?"

Looking at the hospital bed under him, being pushed by Danny a little bit, Jack the Bear asked calmly.

That's right, after being imprisoned in the basement for this period of time, Jack the Burst Bear has seen life and death, and now he is fearless.

"No, it's not to kill you, but to take you to meet someone."

"Who?"

"PhD."

"PhD?"

A feeling of uneasiness suddenly rose in Jack's heart. He seemed to see a phantom in a trance, a slightly evoked smile, a dark purple smile:

"You're not going to take me to see that damned woman!"

Well, let me correct it, today's Jack the Bear can indeed tell the difference between life and death, but for Sequence Five, he still feels creepy when he thinks about it a little bit.

He wasn't afraid of being shot to death, but he was afraid of the horrible woman who injected him with Brazilian wandering spider venom and made his life worse than death.

"Hey! Brother! Don't take me to her! Please! Don't take me to that crazy woman!"

Looking at the sturdy body of Jack the Bear, shaking like chaff at the moment, Danny was even more in awe of the immediate boss of Sequence Five, and at the same time, he was even more afraid to disobey:

My God, this is Jack the Bear, a famous thug in prison, what did the doctor do to him to scare him into such a state?

"Jack, even you are afraid of the doctor, do you think I dare to disobey her?"

Danny asked the explosive bear Jack back lightly, and Danny pushed the hospital bed into the laboratory.

Soft and bright white light met the eyes of Jack the Burst Bear.

He shook his head left and right, looked at the computer screens hanging on the wall, and at the horrible hospital bed in the middle of the laboratory, which had at least ten auxiliary robotic arms. He swallowed hard, as if seeing his own tragic end.

"We meet again, Mr. Jack."

Stepping on flat black short boots, Sequence Five walked forward slowly, looked at the pale Jack Bear on the hospital bed, and greeted him with a smile.

"Ma'am, I apologize!"

Looking at Sequence Five's elegant and graceful figure, Jack the Burst Bear began to roar: "I apologize! I apologize to you for everything I have done, okay! I still have savings, about [-] U.S. dollars, and I will pay you as compensation , I just ask you to let me go this time! Just this time!"

Enduring the severe pain, Jack the Burst Bear raised his arms covered in plaster, struggling to reach Sequence Five, wanting to beg the woman to let him go.

But unfortunately, the reply he got was only a long and thin needle inserted into the jugular vein.

As the light yellow and transparent medicinal liquid entered his body, Jack the Explosive Bear stopped struggling. He now feels like his soul and body are completely separated. He can see, hear, and feel everything, but he just can't control it. .

"YG17-β, a dissociative anesthetic that failed to be developed, can successfully separate the human consciousness and body, keeping the brain awake at all times, but due to some unexpected chemical reactions, it has lost the most critical anesthetic effect."

"That is to say..."

While explaining, Sequence Five turned the needle in his hand and lightly pricked Jack Bear twice: "Mr. Jack, I think you can clearly feel the pain now, but your body can't respond, right?"

Yes!

I can't wait to kill you crazy woman now!

Burst Bear Jack roared in his heart.

He could clearly feel his neck being pierced now, but he couldn't respond in any way, let alone grunt or cry sadly, he couldn't even speed up his breathing.

His current body is like a puppet, completely controlled by Sequence Five, he can do whatever he wants.

"Mr. Jack, you may feel some discomfort in the next period of time, but please rest assured that this discomfort is temporary and the damage to the body is very slight."

Without giving Jack the Explosive Bear any time to rest, Sequence Five pushed the hospital bed to the center of the laboratory, greeted a few experimental assistants, and after putting the heavy Jack on the experimental bed, Sequence Five took the infusion needle prepared in advance, Inserted into Jack's wrist:

"This is a compound, code-named VTm74-01. It cannot be regarded as a drug because it has no curative effect. The only effect after it is dripped into the blood vessel is to slightly corrode the blood vessel wall and cause burning pain on the blood vessel wall."

"So, Mr. Jack, your current feeling should be similar to the feeling when your body produces reactive inflammation and your body temperature rises to 41°C. Please work hard to persevere."

bitch!

I killed you!

I'm sure my mother will kill you!

The feeling of the blood vessels corroding from the inside was something Jack the Burst Bear had never experienced before. It was a strange pain, like a slender iron wire covered with rust, constantly scratching in the blood vessels.

The pain it caused was not severe, but it was slow and long-lasting, and with the diffusion of the drug and the flow of blood, the area of ​​pain became larger and larger.

Gradually, it spread all over Jack's body, from the hair follicles of his scalp to the capillaries of his fingertips, there was no pain anywhere on Jack's body.