Kevin, played by Theorod, walks into Milton's apartment step by step. The briefcase in his hand was clenched tightly by him, and his face, which always had a hint of calm and wisdom in his hand, no longer had the careless arrogance at the beginning, and even, the slight twitching of the muscles on his face and the panic and confusion were all visible under the camera.

This small detail of his facial demeanor made Heckford secretly exclaim hello, the reason why Kevin's facial muscles twitched was because he was enduring strongly, and his confusion and panic were because he had just walked from the empty Fifth Avenue, and there was no one! You must know that it was still daylight! Kevin, who knew the truth halfway, would of course have a panicked look, even if he was a proud guy who cared a lot about his appearance.

Obviously, even though Theolod hadn't shot the previous footage yet, he had already figured out how to connect the dots.

His hairstyle was still so meticulous, the few tufts of merry hair were even pinned back by him, and his blue-green eyes, which flickered and darkened in the light of the fireplace of his apartment, were like the green light of a lone wolf lurking in the dark grass, and the pent-up anger and hatred in them were like the suffocating dullness and tranquility before the storm.

In fact, in this shot, it was Theolod's own idea to fix all the broken hair on the forehead with hair oil, and Angela was taken aback when she heard this request, knowing that Theolod's role was not suitable for the whole big back, because there was a strange sense of disobedience, and it was this hairstyle issue that made them argue endlessly when setting makeup.

But at this moment, Theorod insisted on making himself into a big back, which made Angela a little helpless, and she explained the problem to Hekford, but Hekford was persuaded by Theorod - "I know what I am doing, Taylor, and I have said that I am very self-aware, and if I can't handle this hairstyle, I will not make such a request." ”

Heikford looked at Theorold's cheeks, which had matured with makeup, and finally nodded. The most essential reason why Theolod is not suitable for this hairstyle is that he is too young, even if the makeup artist makes him ten years older, but after all, it is makeup, and there will always be a sense of disobedience and mismatch.

But at this moment, Hekford unexpectedly found that the sense of disobedience suddenly disappeared, and Theorod, who was standing in front of the camera...... No, Kevin, who was standing in front of the camera, seemed to turn that weird disobedience into a ...... Peculiar, heart-wrenching aura, a ...... The chill and sense of danger like a perverted murderer.

What a contrast between the proud defender of the law, the successful defense lawyer, turned into a wounded beast, a madman determined to commit a crime, but without any sense of disobedience, it was simply ...... This kid deserves to be a high-IQ criminal!

"You're right about one thing, Kevin......" Pacino was out of the camera, facing the microphone handed to him by his assistant, his hands were inserted/into his trouser legs, and he looked at Theolod in the camera without blinking, and the corners of his mouth gradually raised an unpredictable smile, and there was a hint of meaningful smile in his voice, "That is, I can't help but observe......"

Almost all the people who were waiting to see this old and young rival were nervous, they stood next to them, and tried to gather as many onlookers as possible without letting themselves appear in the camera, and Hekford also shouted "cut" after Pacino read that line, changed the position of the camera, and asked Pacino to stand behind Theolod, personally picked up the clapperboard, looked at the two people who were ready to fight each other, and suddenly smiled evilly-

“3…… 2…… Oh, by the way, I haven't asked you two yet, are you two ready?"

The two of them, who were ready to explode at that moment of "1" and the slate board, were choked by the director's sudden bad taste and almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

"You!" Theolod directly took out the prop gun pinned to his waist and looked at Hekford murderously.

"Shutuporifu*ckyou!" said Pacino, who had learned Theorod's tone, but he laughed first.

Heckford immediately raised the clapperboard in his hand in surrender, and in the laughter of the other staff, he smiled and said, "Okay, okay, don't kill me, don't, come now, really, concentrate, Kevin, put away your gun, save the bullets and deal with Milton later." Look at me, 3, 2...... 1！！”

With the crisp "snap" of the clapperboard cut, Kevin and Milton's rivalry begins again.

Milton walked around Kevin's front of him and walked to the huge desk in front of him. There was no panic in his demeanor at all when ordinary people were caught and confronted, or the fierce god who tore his face when the murderer's true form was revealed, but ...... With a touch of coziness and laid-back. He looked at Kevin (the camera), a narrow smile flashed in his deep, wrinkled eyes, and the usually cynical smile on the corner of his mouth turned into a clear and elusive evil aura at this moment.

He had known that Kevin would be coming to this place, and he had been waiting for him for a long time.

In the face of such an aura of Pacino, everyone can't help but want to see how Theolod should respond, and even some people still have a gloating attitude towards watching the drama - did you press the drama quite comfortably before? Now let you taste the feeling of being pressed, a mountain is always higher than a mountain in Hollywood, and it is better for newcomers who have just debuted to know some rules.

But they didn't expect that the next qiē would be like a cool article out of control.

Perhaps it was Milton's oppressive gaze and fear of the unknown that made Kevin droop, and he hung stiffly at his side with one hand and clutched his briefcase in the other, as if this would ease the tension in his heart, and as if he was holding back his anger and impulsiveness—he feared that if he looked at Milton's face again, he would be unable to resist a shot in the head of the old bastard.

"What did you do to Marianne...... Kevin's words, as if they were squeezing out of his throat, not loud but piercing the heart.

Kevin was clearly on the verge of exploding, but Milton, the source of his anger, seemed to be unaware of his almost frenzied repression at the moment, and he began to answer questions, saying nonsense about free consciousness that Kevin didn't want to hear or listen to, with a hint of seduction, and like all fools.

Almost instantly, Pacino pressed down on Theolod's acting skills.

But after the coercion, there is a never-ending eruption.

"What did you do to her?" The tight strings of reason were torn off by Milton's nonchalant and nonchalant attitude, Kevin threw down his briefcase as if he had thrown down the legal dignity he had always defended as a lawyer, and jerked his tie with the Shakespeare knot, and then he pulled out the gun representing sin at his waist with the same briefcase-holding hand that had touched countless law books, "What did you do to my wife?!"

His action even made his hair fall out a little.

Kevin said the phrase "you killed her ......", but he soon repeated it again, as if repeating it himself would prove the truth of his conclusion, or...... He repeats it just to convince himself that he is pushing Marianne's death onto Milton, "You killed her!"

Theorod's sudden burst out of his own lines made the people around them slightly stunned, and they subconsciously set their eyes on the director -- didn't they say that they were not allowed to change their lines, and the director had a quarrel with the actor for this? However, they found that their own director was smiling happily at the moment, very happy, and even a little ...... Lewdness/Trivial ......

You kid has finally changed his lines, have you been waiting for you for a long fucking time, do you know! Helkford, who was sitting behind the camera, silently laughed and cursed in his heart, come on, and see how far you two can go freely!

"I killed her? no, no, no, son, actually, I didn't do anything, you're still a lawyer, Kevin, you know you can't find any evidence. "If you can be shocked by Theorod's on-the-spot play and don't know how to deal with it, then it won't be Al Pacino. If Theolod is the kind of chameleon who plays whatever he wants, then Pacino is the magician who can dye that character in his shadow by playing anything.

Milton chuckled, as if mocking Kevin's indiscretion and naivety, and as if he was simply laughing at Kevin's questioning. And his chuckle did offend Kevin's self-esteem and pride, and he became even more uncontrollable.

"Shut up! Shut the fuck up! I know you killed her, I know! You've been toying with us from the beginning, in the beginning! I don't want to listen to your meaningless bullshit anymore, you admit it, admit it! you killed her!" Kevin roared in despair, like a badly wounded beast. His eyes were red for a moment, tears moistened his eyeballs like a sudden tide, and the faint light of the fire turned his eyes into a green rainforest. Perhaps angry and humiliated, his violently contracted pupils trembled, like a sapling that could not hold up in a raging storm.

But at this moment, he couldn't help but rush to Milton, and the arm holding the gun suddenly trembled for some reason......

Kevin is more of a ...... now than angry Afraid? Is he afraid? Why? Afraid to shoot and kill?

No.

Pacino's reaction gave the answer.

Milton looked at Kevin's trembling body, a trace of surprise naturally flashed in his eyes, and suddenly, he suddenly laughed again, as if he was mocking, and like relief, as if he knew something. The complex and mysterious smile made his whole person look even more unpredictable.

He put his hands in his pockets—a habit of Pacino—and said nothing, laughing, and suddenly went from behind the table to the front of the table.

"Stop!, don't move!" cried Kevin, who was on the verge of collapse, and even his broken hair that had fallen to his forehead trembled with his roar.

Milton really stopped, he was like facing a child who was rolling around and looking for his father to buy ice cream, and he stopped helplessly, but his eyes were sharp at that moment.

"Oh, Kevin, what are you afraid of?"

"Shut up, I'm not afraid, no!" Kevin shook his head vigorously as he glared at Milton viciously, the terror in his eyes betraying his lust.

"Actually, you're already aware of it, Kevin. God favors humans, but sometimes, I like certain aspects of human nature, and you puppies always make me want to ......," Milton said, taking another step forward.

At the moment, Milton was only three steps away from Kevin.

“isaid…… Backoff!" Kevin impulsively pulled the trigger under Milton's step-by-step pressure.

At such close range, the rubber bullet in the prop gun, which had no damage, accurately hit Milton's chest, breaking the airbag that the prop team had previously stuffed in Pacino's chest, making a "pop" sound accompanied by a trace of gray smoke.

Without blood, there can be no blood.

"Gee, it does hurt a little. Milton stood there like a nobody, lowered his head, and reached out to touch his chest mischievously, "Do you want to vent?

"Bang!"

"This is the second shot ......"

"Bang!"

"Third shot!"

Kevin mechanically pulled the trigger in his hand, and with each pull, Milton would count the number of times he had a mischievous look, and every time he heard his playful tone, Kevin's face looked a little stranger. The progressive desperation on his face made Pacino admire the maturity of Theolod's acting skills in his heart, and at the same time, it evoked the nature of his performance more and more.

Kevin fired five shots, then hung his arms in exhaustion, as if the bullets had drained all his strength, staring at Milton strangely and distortedly. Milton raised his head and looked at Kevin, who was still calm and quiet when he saw such an unscientific thing happening in front of his eyes, and his eyes changed suddenly.

"Of course, that's not what I'm talking about, it's not this fact that you've been subconsciously knowing, is it, Kevin......?

Milton took a step forward.

Kevin took a step back remarkably.

Everyone on the spot was stupid - the situation they expected that Theorod was pressed did not happen at all, but they were like a tug-of-war between one big and one small, and the rope kept swinging back and forth a few centimeters around the center line.

The current lines have been changed beyond recognition by the two who absolutely did not collude with guò before, and what is even more terrifying is that both of them can take each other's on-the-spot play and play it very well!

That's really ...... It's incredible! Crazy! Are these two guys still human?!