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Javier had a sense of disobedience, a strong sense of disobedience, watching Max scrambling to build a messy taxi, watching Vincent calmly check the information of the next target, watching Max's six soulless panic, watching Vincent's understatement ruthless......

"You open your rental, I'll kill my target. +◆," Vincent said as if discussing basketball tactics "You cover, I shoot", and Yan Sù was stunned to say a hint of joy. The most discordant thing is: he actually thinks that Tom and Lance's roles are normal - the handsome and elegant gentleman Lance is now a plainly dressed, timid and cowardly taxi driver, and the righteous and heroic Tom is now a cold-blooded, cruel, calm and calm professional killer, but he doesn't feel any sense of disobedience, isn't this the weirdest part?

Although Max was driving, the fear and moral oppression in his heart made him completely unable to continue as if nothing happened, chattering and fearing, and his tumbling stomach made him almost vomit several times. The colorful lights outside the car window gradually dimmed, as if the whole world was shrinking step by step, even Javier sitting in front of the big screen had the urge to vomit - the tense nerves continued to press on the stomach, and by the time Javier reacted, the world had been confined to the narrow compartment, the cold parallel light was like a wall separating Vincent and Max, but at the same time, it was like an entanglement of fate that firmly bound the two people together.

At this moment, Javier's attention was focused like never before.

Max's agitation slowly spread like smoke in the carriage, so that Vincent couldn't calm down at all, and Max asked Vincent angrily, "What did he do to you?" But Vincent's nonchalant answer made Max's suppressed feelings begin to lose control, "The first time you saw him, and then you killed him?" ”

"What? Can I only kill those I know? Vincent's answer stunned everyone in the entire movie theater, as if there was nothing wrong with this sentence, but vaguely felt that he should refute it. But they didn't know what to do, and this labyrinthine confusion calmed down all the restlessness in the movie theater.

Javier's muscles tensed, and he listened intently to the rest of the conversation, lost in thought.

"Max, there are six billion people on Earth. When a fat boy dies, you're in a mess? ”

"That'...... Who the hell is he? ”

"What's your business. Have you heard of Rwanda? ”

"Yes! I know Rwanda! ”

"Tens of millions of people die there every day before sunset, and not that many people have died since Nagasaki and Hiroshima. Do you care about those deaths? Have you ever been to Amnesty International, Oxfam? Save the whales? Save the forest? No! I killed a fat boy and you were furious? ”

"Man, I don't know any Rwandans!"

"You don't know the guy in the back compartment either. Well, if that makes you feel better. That man was a criminal. Involved with a criminal syndicate. ”

"So what are you doing? Eliminate harm for the people? ”

"Yes, you can say that."

"So, that means I can kill you, right?"

The dialogue is compact to the extreme, the confrontation and opposition between Vincent and Max, the momentum is transferred almost in a sentence, Vincent's impatience after the extreme indifference, and Max's loss of control after the extreme fear is slowly spreading in the dim and ambiguous light. But it creates an atmosphere that is so tense that it is suffocating.

The whole conversation sounded ridiculous, but he couldn't think of a rebuttal, so that when Max unreasonably said "That means I can kill you", no one in the movie theater felt that there was anything wrong: Is it wrong to eliminate harm for the people? -- But here's the problem. Are they endorsing Max or Vincent?

Before Javier's brain could start, the siren behind the car went off, and the police ordered Max to pull over to the side of the road. Javier not only did not breathe a sigh of relief. On the contrary, the tension became even greater, and an ominous premonition hit my chest - if we followed the normal commercial movie routine of Hollywood, there should be a city chase at this time. drag racing, crashing, speeding cars; Or a shootout, where Vincent lost control and killed the police/detectives, or Max began to resist, or ...... In short, it was a big showdown of action, and Javier suddenly became worried about the two policemen.

But once again, things turned out unexpectedly.

The police/detective stopped Max because of a shattered windshield in his taxi. Under Vincent's threat, Max had to brace himself to deal with the police/inspectors, but the two policemen/inspectors did not give up and chased after them, but the atmosphere was at a stalemate, Vincent had already pulled out his pistol, and the police/inspectors ordered Max to open the rear compartment - the rear compartment where a corpse was kept...... As soon as the incident was about to happen, the blurred light was filled with colorful sparks, and Javier couldn't help but hold his breath - but at this moment, the police/detective received a message that there was a shootout nearby, and asked them to come to the scene immediately, so the two men hurriedly asked Max to drive the broken car back to the main station, and then quickly left.

The bomb, which could have been detonated at any moment, was cut off at the last second, and the feeling of humiliation that was almost about to explode but abruptly stopped made Javier's muscles stiffen again, and his chest was filled with indescribable agitation.

But Javier didn't have time to think deeply, the crisis appeared again, the taxi company headquarters received a notice from the police/inspector and contacted Max, and Vincent, who was about to get out of the car to carry out the mission, could not let the headquarters ruin the plan, and could only command Max to deal with it.

HQ tried to blame Max for the broken windshield, and Max was responsible for the repairs. Vincent, who couldn't see it, stood up directly, pretending to be a lawyer, pointing out that the other party was completely a fraud, because the company's insurance would pay for all the losses. Vincent even coerced Max to curse his boss, and let out a vicious breath.

It's a lot of fun, and what happens next is even more interesting.

Vincent strapped Max's hands to the steering wheel and left the taxi for his mission. The taxi parked in the alley could hardly attract anyone's attention, Max spent all his strength struggling, constantly banging his head on the horn, but the pedestrians at the intersection of the alley hurried by, no one was willing to stop, Max's efforts seemed to be in vain, there was a sense of grandeur in the magnificent light and shadow, there was only the sharp honking of the taxi in the air, there was no noise at all, and there was no soundtrack, but a kind of cold that invaded the bones.

In the end, Max's struggle finally succeeded in attracting two passers-by, he panicked and shouted for help, but he never expected that the people who came were two thugs, they took out their pistols and taught Max a lesson, ignoring Max with his hands tied, and directly looted Max, and at the same time snatched Vincent's laptop.

Looking at the two thugs who swaggered away triumphantly and swaggering, Max fell into despair.

Vincent, who returned from the mission, saw this scene and neatly eliminated the two gangsters and snatched back what belonged to him and Max. Vincent, standing in the overexposed light, turned his head, and the light and shadow slowly slid over the stubble chin, carving the cold lines of his facial features; Trapped in the dim and colorful light, Max looked up, his face hidden in a blur, only the blue eyes hidden behind the thick lenses, dazed; On the ground, the two bodies lay lifeless, motionless.

The powerful contrast of light outlined every detail in his expression and eyes, and the intricate emotions were gently surging, so that Javier couldn't help but chew carefully, and before he could understand, his soul shuddered, one after another. How funny, but how ironic - Max, who is a sign of kindness, lives at the bottom of society, is bullied by his boss, robbed by gangsters, and ignored by passers-by, and finally needs Vincent, a sign of sin, to stand up for him and save him from fire and water.

A moment ago, Vincent also took Max into the jazz bar, talked with the bar owner about the rise and fall of jazz elegantly, and then killed the boss by surprise, with a headshot; The next moment, Vincent took Max to the hospital to visit the latter's mother, and asked Max to bring flowers to his mother with a serious face, and talked and laughed with the kind old woman.

The clear but vague distinction between good and evil moves between the intense light and shadow of the camera, allowing Javier to completely calm down, and his feelings involuntarily enter the camera, as if he was sitting in the passenger seat of a taxi, watching coldly.

The intense and almost sharp emotions slowly spread in the calm and restrained shots, no big fights, no heroic drag racing, no earth-shattering explosions, not even fierce gunfights, all the qiē are suppressed to a dull and slowly spread in the air, and the rhythm that remains unchanged from the first second of the movie creates an indescribable tension, which makes people indignant, makes people unable to breathe, makes people excited/emotional, makes people feel like falling into an ice cellar, like a slow knife cutting meat, and the pain crawls all over the body little by little, I tried to shout but found that all the voices were stuck in my throat.

Javier was so awake, yet so chaotic. He could feel the tension that permeated the blurred halo, and the adrenaline was like a fireworks show on the Fourth of July, and he couldn't stop it; He could still feel the undercurrent surging beneath the calm sea, the thoughts in his mind bursting out but unable to make out them, the struggle between excitement and contemplation, like dancing on the tip of a knife.

"If he got it right, would you let him go?" Max finally couldn't take it anymore, and all his emotions exploded completely, and he roared loudly at Vincent. (To be continued.) )

ps: Today's second shift, May is coming to an end, June is coming, and finally plead for a monthly pass!

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