Ye Zeyu bent down and jumped with strength.

Jumping onto the whip-wielding man's sword, he picked up the knife without hesitation, and aimed it at the man's head.

The man's head left his body in an instant, and blood splashed Ye Zeyu's body.

Ye Zeyu was about to hunt the next person.

The sound of piercing sounded, Ye Zeyu looked at his chest, and a sword head stained with his own blood pierced his heart.

He felt a sweetness in his throat, coughed, and spat out a gulp of blood.

Ye Zeyu looked at the man who killed him, and the man looked at him with a playful smile at this time.

"Hehe, these two miscellaneous pieces", the man said, saying in a behind-the-scenes tone: "If you don't value the enemy, you don't value your own life, and you deserve to die!"

Ye Zeyu felt that his vitality was slowly draining, and he couldn't say a word if he wanted to, and it seemed that his lungs had also been seriously injured because of the sword just now.

"I can still hold on!", the man said appreciatively, "Yes, the willpower is strong enough." ”

Because of the death of the whip-wielding man, the flying sword lost its power and fell to the ground.

Ye Zeyu looked at the man unwillingly, wanting to pounce and tear his throat.

"I'll wait to come and go to your head again," the man said lightly, "Now, I'm going to chase the other one." ”

Ye Zeyu glared at him sharply and let out a meaningless roar.

He shouted inwardly, "No!

"Huh!", the man gave him a mocking look, and then turned to the flying sword to leave.

Ye Zeyu grabbed the whip next to him and threw it at him, but of course the result was in vain, and the man dodged the whip with an understatement of one sideways.

"Ahh

Although his knife did not directly take the opponent's head, he was also very lucky to cut the Achilles tendon of his right foot.

The man screamed in pain, and hurriedly took a healing pill, he glanced at Ye Zeyu with resentful eyes, stretched out his right hand, and a dagger appeared out of thin air.

"Die!", the man said with a grim face, shooting the dagger straight into the heart.

Another penetration made Ye Zeyu's vitality decline faster, and he lay on the ground, raising his head slightly, looking at the man in the distance.

I want to stop him and prevent him from chasing his senior sister!

However, his physical strength was exhausted, and he couldn't even move, so he looked straight ahead...... Until death.

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"Click!", the director stood up and said, that's right, what I just talked about was supplemented by the acting skills of Mo Fan, Lu Fei'er and others, combined with the post-production special effects in the director's mind.

Mo Fan wiped the blood on his face and stood up with a smile.

Finally, it's over!

A total of forty-two shootings, as soon as the director found out that there was something bad, he immediately started again, which made Mo Fan miserable, every time he started filming, his spirit immediately gathered, and as a result, he was already exhausted mentally after tossing so many times.

"Mo Fan, you acted very well!", Director Chen personally took a towel and handed it to Mo Fan, saying: "The expression of feelings is very realistic, and the performance is also very tense, it is simply the character in my mind!"

Mo Fan smiled and wiped his face clean with a towel, "Thank you, director!"

The director said: "If you are interested in participating in the film and television industry in the future, remember to contact me!"

Mo Fan bowed slightly to him and said, "Thank you, director." ”

Director Chen nodded, returned to his post, and urged the teams to prepare for the next shot.

Mo Fan took the towel and walked back to his changing room, and now the props on his body were sticky with blood, which was a little uncomfortable.

After a few minutes, Mo Fan changed back into his clothes and walked out wearing a wig.

When she was arranged to untie the hair cover, Lu Fei'er walked over.

"Sister Lu, how did I act?", Mo Fan asked with a smile.

"Well, it's very good!", Lu Fei'er encouraged him very positively.

"Hey, hey, thanks for the compliment. Mo Fan said, it's really good to be praised by others!

"Okay, it's less smelly and beautiful!", Lu Fei'er pinched his cheek and said, "I'll take you to sign a contract later." ”

"Contract, what contract?", Mo Fan asked.

"Are you stupid?", Lu Fei'er increased the strength of her hands, "How can you not sign a contract when you act, otherwise how can you give you the money." ”

"Oops, hey, it hurts!", Mo Fan said, although this level will not hurt, it will still make him feel very painful.

Lu Fei'er let go of her hand, gently knocked on his head, and said, "Don't worry! You can earn at least 100,000 yuan in this play." ”

"More than 100,000!", Mo Fan exclaimed, "This is too profitable!"

"That's!", Lu Fei'er smiled arrogantly, "The actor contract of our crew is signed according to the share, your role is very small, but it also takes up a small episode of time, and hundreds of thousands are appropriate." ”

Mo Fan nodded hurriedly, and after the wig set was untied, he hurriedly read the contract.

There was no problem with the review, and Mo Fan signed his name without hesitation.

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Since Mo Fan had to go to class, he didn't accompany the crew here to film.

He went out of the studio, found a place where there was no one, pasted a void charm on himself, and took out the large bricks.

That's right, he's going to heaven.

Mo Fan stood on the bricks, flying on the ground at a low altitude, just like playing skateboarding.

Seeing that there were no cars and no people on the highway, Mo Fan ran to it and flew unscrupulously.

"Cool!", Mo Fan shouted, he remembered the drift one after another when Qianling's predecessor drove yesterday, and the adrenaline soared instantly.

After looking at the current time, it was past noon, Mo Fan thought, it was still early before class, there should be enough time, and he decisively changed his goal.

"Rush!4S shop!"

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Half an hour later, Mo Fan walked slowly into a 4S store, and just half an hour later, Mo Fan did something.

He was on the highway when he saw a blue Lamborghini racing.

Mo Fan glanced around, there was only one car on the road, and suddenly ...... He remembered a bad taste.

He caught up with the speeding sports car at a low altitude, and there was only a young man with dyed white hair, a somewhat thin body, and very luxurious clothes wearing sunglasses.

It seems to be the rich second generation!

Mo Fan silently approached the car and knocked on his door.

Knock knock!

When the man heard the voice, he obviously slowed down the speed of the car and looked around suspiciously...... Not a single one.

Could it be that I'm hallucinating?" the man thought, and turned up the speed again.

There was another knock on the car door.

The man was stunned this time, he stopped the car, sat in the car and did not dare to move.

Suddenly...... He saw a shadow on the ground in front of his car door, but ...... There is nothing there.

The man couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, slammed on the accelerator and ran away.

Only one Mo Fan was left in place, yes, that shadow was left by Mo Fan.

The Escape Talisman can choose to hide both his body and his shadow, and the shadow that just appeared was purely because of Mo Fan's bad taste.