The blue eyes set off a stormy wave, like a tsunami, the fierce color between the eyebrows and eyes hit like a bullet, and the powerful and majestic dangerous aura was surging and boiling in an instant, almost making people flee in fright. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry......" The young man standing at the front was directly frightened, and raised his hands in a panic, "Mr. Strello, I'm sorry, you misunderstood, we're not here to make trouble!" ”

Lance did not relax at all, and his brow furrowed to express his incomprehension.

At this time, Lance finally saw clearly the group of people in front of him, in fact, it was far from as much as he imagined, and there were only more than 50 people in the front and back of the main route of the street, and more than 30 people on both sides, and the total number of people was not even as good as the "City of God" crew. It's just that they are tangled in groups, with weapons in their hands, and they are menacing, so they feel like they are huge.

However, they are not here to make trouble, so why are they here, and they are still carrying weapons, and they are shouting that the crew's work must be stopped. This qiē is clearly extraordinary.

The young man was locked tightly by Lance's eyes, and couldn't help but touch his neck, the fear and oppression that strongly suspected that his head would move in the next second was really terrifying, "I'm ...... I was sent by Ji Thief**, and he said that he had something to talk to you about! ”

Chicken Stealing Man**, this is the nickname of the most powerful gang leader around the City of God, because he used to steal chickens when he was a child, and his real name is Man**, so he is nicknamed "Chicken Stealing Man**". Lance and Man ** sat down face-to-face before, and although the two sides couldn't say that they had a good conversation, the whole conversation was also very smooth.

"Talk?" Lance turned his head to look around at the stance, and his murderous face clearly read "I'm not satisfied".

The young man was glared at by Lance's gaze and choked. At this time, the short man standing beside him suddenly took half a step forward, squeezed the young man to the back, and stood directly in front of Lance and shouted, "Chicken thief man ** said you have to stop shooting, stop shooting immediately!" ”

The little guy who jumped out looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, not tall, and only reached Lance's chest, so he had to raise his chin high and try to aim his nostrils at Lance, trying to overwhelm the other party with his momentum, with contempt and arrogance written all over his face, as if to say, "I'm the messenger of the chicken thief, you'd better bow to me!" ”

Lance was not in a hurry, but looked up and down at the little man in front of him. That young man, Lance has the impression that he had seen it when he visited Man ** before, and it was Man ** who ran errands; But this little man was a complete stranger, and it could be seen that he was very eager to show himself, but ...... Which onion is he for Lance?

The subtle contempt in Lance's eyes was like a drizzle, and it slapped lightly on the little man's shoulder, which made the little man not only not care, but also straightened his chest more and more, and made an unstoppable gesture; But the little man became more and more weak under Lance's gaze, and the surging grievance and timidity made his feet still tremble, as if he were standing in the drizzle, and he didn't notice it at first, but gradually found that he was still soaked, and the cold had begun to invade his bones, which made people shudder.

The little man finally couldn't help it, and decided to strike first, "grass ......" but he didn't even finish the first word, and only had time to say a syllable, and the muzzle of a black hole was aimed at his eyebrows, which made all the sounds in his mouth disappear in an instant, and then he saw the pair of eyes like an abyss along the straight muzzle, and the evil aura that burst out between his eyebrows made him feel cold behind him, as if he was an ant who was secretly born, and he couldn't make any resistance at all.

"Say, what's going on?" Lance's icy voice sounded, and the scene that had been boiling like a volcano just a few minutes ago was actually like the Arctic Circle.

Lance didn't look away, but the young man standing on the side just had a sense that he should speak, "uh......" he cleared his throat, "Chicken thief** said that this drama can't be filmed, the result will be terrible, and he wants to invite you to come over and talk." Before you can talk about the results, the whole crew has to stop. We...... We have come to oversee you. ”

Lance still didn't move his gaze, the young man just saw Lance's handsome eyebrows frowning slightly, and the alarm suddenly sounded again, and he quickly explained, "We won't do anything, we won't do anything, just supervise, until the thief has further instructions!" ”

Lance's mind was spinning, but he still didn't have a clear idea. The group of people in front of him are all small minions, they know very little, and if they want to find out what's going on, it seems that they still have to go over and visit Man ** in person. But, Donald is not on the set now......

Due to the fact that the crew was in the second half of the filming, a large number of guns needed to be used. Although they are mostly props, they still require a small number of real guns to create effects. After arriving at the crew this morning for the filming of the first scene, Donald left the crew and went to the city hall to discuss, first, to obtain permission to use firearms, and second, to avoid causing a fight, and to be accompanied by the police/prosecutor's office.

Looking at the posture of this group of minions in front of him, Man ** obviously refused any move by the crew, and it was impossible for the crew to continue to work before the negotiations. But the problem is that they had already reached a verbal agreement with Man ** before, why did Man ** suddenly break his promise? And in the two months after that interview, Man** has never been meaningless, and there are even two actors in the crew who are from Man**'s gang, but why did Man** suddenly have a problem today - the first day of filming of "City of God"?

This is not normal.

So, what exactly happened - to be precise, what unexpected circumstances have happened in the past three days to a week, and the director has changed his mind?

Lance habitually narrowed his eyes, lost in his own thoughts, and suddenly, a figure moved in his sight, which made him reflexively raise his eyes. Originally, Lance's eyes were not focused at all, so it was not clear who was moving-and there was a group of thugs in front of him, and it was normal to move at will without discipline, but Lance's alert eyes made the weak-hearted person even more frightened, and the figure in the crowd moved again, dodging behind a tall black man, trying to cover himself with that person.

The man flashed by, and Lance only glanced at it, but a face came to mind: Calvin-Johnson.

Calvin was a veteran of the public relations department at Diorama Pictures, one of the first employees to be hired after the public relations department was spun off, and spent more than three years with the company. He and Lance had a lot of work crossover during the promotion of the film, so Lance had an impression of him.

It's just, why is Calvin here, is it that Lance is dazzled?

There was a flash in his mind, and Lance's whole mind turned. If Ryan Kavalaug had sent someone over to stumble, then the matter was explained. It's just that Ryan really thinks too highly of him, even if there are no other factors to interfere, the filming of "City of God" in Rio de Janeiro is enough for Lance to be in a hurry, but now Ryan can't wait to get down, and he can't wait to cut off all Lance's back roads - even a Brazilian movie in Portuguese.

Perhaps, this should be seen as a compliment—Ryan's praise for Lance's ability.

Lance's first reaction was to step forward to ask for verification, wanting to grab Calvin in the crowd and confirm his thoughts; But the brain preemptively stopped Lance's move: not impulsive! Immediately after that, Lance's mind went in circles, and people always said that crises and difficulties are everywhere, but for some, they can be opportunities.

Lance's footsteps stopped in place, in the direction where Calvin was hiding, and he stayed through the crowd for a while, as if the air had condensed, and then Lance looked away, bowed his head and said to the young man who took the lead, "Wait here, give me three minutes, and I'll go with you to see Man**." ”

With that, Lance turned around and walked in the direction of the crew members.

Calvin, who was standing in the crowd, only felt that he had nowhere to escape, as if he could feel Lance's eyes in all directions, and the sweat behind him slowly slid down. When Lance finally turned to leave, Calvin let out a long breath, his heartstrings loosening and almost leaving him with a loss of strength.

The job that Ryan gave was really too difficult, but fortunately he was fortunate to live up to his life, and the mission was considered a success at this point. As for the confrontation between Lance and Mann**, it is not something he can meddle in again. However, Calvin didn't think that Lance had the ability to turn the tables, and imagining Man**'s expression, Calvin's nervous mood relaxed slightly, and even with a hint of lightness and smugness - he didn't expect that he had done such a good job.

Lance was a little anxious in his heart, and there were countless question marks, but his footsteps did not reveal the true situation at all, calm and powerful, calm and unhurried, as if the sword light and sword shadows around him did not exist at all. Coming to the crew, Lance whispered, "I'm going to go over to find Man**, now that Donald is not here, I decided to go alone, and the crew will be handed over to you." ”

"Lance!" Albert and Hayden spoke in unison, their faces full of worry, but Percy didn't say a word, and walked directly to Lance's side, showing his simplicity with action.

But Lance waved his hand, "Now is not the time for an argument, the matter is settled." The categorical words did not allow for refutation at all, "You stay in the crew, appease all the actors, make sure everyone doesn't clash with those around you, and wait for me to come back!" ”

Then, Lance looked at Albert, "You immediately called the 'Brazilian Globo' and reported that the American crew was besieged by the City of God gangsters, there were heavy casualties on the scene, and I was coerced to leave the scene, and the current situation is unknown." Lance didn't have time to pay attention to whether Albert understood or not, and paused, "Then, call the 'St. Paul's Page', 'Extra', and 'People's Post' respectively, and it is better to panic and fear in a voice, and remember that the more urgent the situation, the better." ”