The two parted unhappily after the quarrel, Lu Ze chose to go back to the bedroom to rest, and after arguing with Mickey, his temples had a throbbing pain, and he fell asleep after returning to bed for about ten minutes.

And Mickey changed his clothes and went out, originally he wanted to go out to have fun as originally planned, but now in this situation, of course, Kesha will not go with him anymore for fun, waved his hand and refused and went back to the room with Lucas, leaving Mickey alone and didn't know where to go.

In fact, he knows that Lu Ze is full of good intentions, and he also knows that if this movie is really released, it will definitely make a lot of waves, and the controversy of fans will definitely drown him out, but if he really shoots the good things that people want to see, he will not be Mickey.

He just wants to touch the scars, no matter how much of a predicament he faces, and he will never give up showing the public everything he has seen with his eyes because of the fear of public opinion, he wants to change, even if it is only a trial change, otherwise this place will still be a pool of stagnant water, and there will never be any change.

He understands that he is just a director, and there are not many things he can do, so he can only use his works to shout, even if the world is deaf, his cries can only be heard by himself, at least he has made efforts, and this is enough.

In this movie, there are too many things he wants to express, but he just wants to make it, and no one can stop him.

......

"For another glass, no mint, just freshly pressed lime juice, no lime slices, and more ice. ”

"What's going on today? Since the release of "Effect", you have never drunk alcohol, has something happened? Why didn't Lu Ze come with you?"

According to Mickey's request, Depp poured the whiskey into the glass with condensed water droplets on the wall of the glass and shook it slightly, squeezed a few drops of lime juice, and placed it on the bar.

"Nothing, I'm fine, have another drink. ”

"Dad, don't give him any more drinks, look how drunk he is, Mickey, what is this?"

The slender palm of one finger pressed the rim of the cup, and there was some blame for the tone of Mickey's speech, and one finger stood in front of him, attracting the already drunk and undignified Mickey.

"Yelena~ long time no see, you have become pretty, I tell you really, I heard that you are filming a sitcom, how is it, is the filming going well? If you have any difficulties, you can come to me, I am almost familiar with British directors......"

Yelena, who officially stepped into the showbiz, naturally can't be as unpowdered as she was when she was a bar waitress, and now she has long blonde hair permed and curly, the makeup on her face is a little charming, her clothes are very trendy, her skin should be maintained, and her face is rejuvenated with white collagen that a girl of this age should have.

"I'm not bad, the crew has been finished, and I've become a jobless vagrant, just wait to see myself on TV, but you...... What's going on?"

Mickey snatched the wine bottle directly from Depp's hand and poured it for himself, seeing his father's helpless expression, Elena didn't get too entangled in this matter, since she was unhappy, it didn't hurt to drink two more glasses, the most important thing now was to understand why he was so negative.

"Elena, if you had to choose between your desire and your friends, how would you choose?"

"So you quarreled with Mr. Lu, right? First of all, I will consider whether this wish is very important to me, looking at you like this...... It should be very important, but I don't think there is a need to choose between wishes and friends, right? If you are really a good friend, he should do his best to help you make your wish come true. ”

"But the price to pay for wishing is a bit big, maybe a little big...... He will prevent me from granting my wish in order to be affected, it seems that I should not ask you this little girl questions, after all, you don't understand the situation either, forget it, it's late, I should go. ”

"I'll send you. ”

"No, it's not safe for a girl to come back at night, let alone a pretty girl...... I'll take this half bottle with me, oh Fack......"

Seeing that the hands of his watch gradually pointed to twelve, Mickey took out the bill from his bosom and put it on the table, and put half a glass of whiskey and ice cubes into his mouth, perhaps his brain was frozen when he bit the ice, he hugged his head and groaned in pain, ignoring Yelena's outstretched hands, and staggered away from the Lionheart Bar.

At twelve o'clock there were very few cars passing by the streets of Liverpool, after all, the street was not a place for pubs, and no young men and women lingered again.

As a coastal city, the climate is inevitably changeable, the sky begins to flutter with small snowflakes, and the temperature at the end of February is a bit bitingly low, so he can only hold the bottle in his arms, wrap his coat tightly around his body, and warm the half bottle of liquid that brings him happiness.

Until under the dim street lamp, his stomach suddenly spasmed, causing discomfort all over his body, his throat and eyes tightened, his stomach contracted and squeezed food, and finally held on to the street lamp, bent over and began to vomit, and the wine left his body with the pizza he ate at night.

The back of the hand wiped the saliva from the corner of the mouth, blocked one nostril and exhaled vigorously, blowing out the frozen snot from the other nostril, and the fingers were inevitably stained with some nasal water, so I wiped it on the street lamp pole casually.

"Uh~Fu·ck...... Fu·ck...... Fu·ck！”

Closing his eyes and looking up, the dim light could still penetrate a thin layer of eyelids to illuminate his eyes, he rotated half a circle in place, the tear ducts were stimulated when he vomited, tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, he wiped them away with the end of his palm, but his expression was unusually painful and hideous, perhaps...... These tears are not a reaction to vomiting.

The pain of the soul is always a necessary condition for an extreme pessimist, he is dangerous, even he knows it, and he suffers from it every day, and he wants to get rid of it, but the inspiration born of the torment brings him glory, so he hesitates, and repeats it without ceasing.

He also thought of sharing his worries with certain drugs or other things, but countless negative cases warned him that these things would not bring him the slightest inspiration, but would only make him a fool who could not take care of himself, so he could only bear it, and when he reached the critical point, he would get himself drunk, sleep well, and come back the next morning.

He is in the art industry and wants to express his thoughts, and he should suffer from this, because a person with a sunny heart would not suffer as much as he did, even if he is engaged in art work, but he will suffer so much.

"Are you alright, sir?"

A man with sallow skin and deep-set eye sockets approached and tried to help Mickey, who was not Asian, but a Middle Easterner, who had appeared in the United Kingdom...... Needless to say.

"No, get out of here!"

"No, no, sir, I'm eager to give you some help, such as sending you home, and you only need to pay me a certain amount, what do you think?"

A big hand grabbed the man's collar, Mickey's bloodshot eyes were full of irritability, and he looked the man up and down impatiently, and the man could only raise his hands to show his innocence.

"So you mean you can't leave without paying? When did England become the territory of your gang of homeless people? I warn you, as long as I want to know, which refugee camp you live in, how many people in your family, which thugs are covered, whether you are allowed or smuggled, and even you came in that boat, I can find out, remember! No one cares about the lives of a refugee who doesn't even have an ID card, and if you don't want your whole family to be fished out of the sea by a fishing boat tomorrow, or if you can't catch a fish that you feed directly, get out of the fuck and don't mess with me! ”

Pushing the man away, Mickey rubbed his palm on his coat as if he was disgusted, lit a cigarette, turned to leave, but before he took two steps, the man grabbed his sleeve from behind, and in the alley he came out, there were five or six men with unkind eyes.

"You may be very powerful in Liverpool, but my family is dead, a shell, my wife, my children, all blown up into the sky, but I still have to live, so...... If you don't want to lose your life for some money, just take out all the money, your life is worth more than my cheap life. ”

A sharp dagger glowed white, the tip of the knife already pressed against Mickey's coat, and the six men who came out of the alley surrounded him and reached into his pocket.

"You can take anything valuable, but he'd better not get hurt, I don't want to make a big deal out of it, and I'm sure you too. ”

The street lamp behind him stretched the shadow, extending to the feet of these refugees, a half-lit cigarette was thrown on the ground, blowing up a little spark, the smoke mixed with exhalation condensed in the low temperature environment to the naked eye of the gas rose into the sky, Lu Ze behind him with two cigarette rolls, eager to try the strong man is walking quickly towards this side.

Seeing that the three of them were burly, they really didn't want to be tough with Lu Ze, because there was no need, they were just trying to grab some money to buy some food and drink, if they really stabbed someone, let alone stabbed to death, even if they hurt this kind of person who seemed to have some power, they really couldn't eat and walk around.

"We're just here to eat, and of course we won't hurt this gentleman, but if you come over again, you can't say for sure, we'll leave after taking the money. ”

"What the did I say let you go!"

The warm wine bottle that had been covered in his arms was smashed horizontally on the head of the man with the knife, the wine bottle was not broken, but the man fell in response, this is not a saccharified wine bottle used in filming, such a thick glass is estimated to be impossible to break the human brain.

Mickey decided to fight back when he saw Lu Ze and the three of them arrive, the Maozi brothers needless to say, the body size is here, Lu Ze is chasing more than a dozen refugees in France alone, and it's no problem to fight a dozen or a dozen people, this time it's not a piece of cake?

In fact, this is also the case, Lu Ze's reaction speed is quite fast, after all, he has long been ready for conflict, the trash can around him is a two-layer structure, with both hands, the trash can with a lid was pulled up, and thrown directly in the direction of the refugee, just smashed on the head of one of them.

But the protagonists of this conflict are obviously not Lu Ze, but the burly Maozi brothers, both of whom have difficulty eating and eating, and the thin refugees are no different from beating chicks, even if the other party has weapons, this big leather boot in the shape of imitation military boots can still kick out people's intestines.

Then he grabbed the collar with his big hand and directly ripped off the inferior cotton clothes, and the cotton was scattered all over the ground, while the cloth wrapped the refugee's head, accompanied by a sentence of Sukabulet, and the old fist aimed at the bridge of the nose was a fierce attack.

Mickey beat one, leaving Lu Ze and the three of them to beat up one by one, and the four of them didn't have any, but these refugees could only hum in pain on the ground.

Lucas crouched down and wiped the blood from his hands, turned Mickey's looted belongings out of the refugee's pocket, returned them to Mickey, and then looked at the small wound on his fist that had been scraped by the zipper, and gave him another kick to the head.

"Just let them lie here? Either call the police and let the police take care of it." ”

European countries are currently very consistent in their attitudes towards refugees, last time they beat more than a dozen refugees in France, Lu Ze was not held responsible, and this time Mickey, a British citizen, became the victim, as long as they are not killed, it is estimated that the four of them will be able to come out of the police station in less than an hour.

"Why call the police, take a hand, and pull them into the alley, I said to you, don't mess with me, you are bold enough, come, let's continue playing." ”

Kesha and Lucas were a little upset, after all, the two of them also drank a lot of wine at night, and without hesitation, they directly pulled people into the dark alley, and the seven people lay in a ball, and could only turn over gently, accompanied by a painful snort, which looked really miserable.

"Is this necessary? ”

Since he has no ability to act, continuing to beat him is not justified defense, but violence, Lu Ze frowned and grabbed Mickey's arm and dissuaded.

"Are you pitying them? Don't think so, because they have definitely robbed others, you don't need pity for this kind of person at all, because they won't be grateful to you, you were born in China, so you don't know enough, they do everything that is illegal, no one is not disgusted with them, when the sun sets, this fig leaf of humanity is untied, people will not treat them as sensibly and gently as during the day, just like what they do here when the night comes, we will also treat them with white eyes and unequals, as for why ?......"

"Find the answer in "Dead Life"......"

“......”