At the Bison House, the ballroom was crowded, and Sophia stood in front of the fence on the second floor with a glass of wine, looking at the stage with interest.

Especially the former bartender who led the dance. Vincent lowered his cowboy hat and reminded: "Don't play the idea of a boy group, each of them can create great value for me." Suddenly, the sound of loud music sounded, and the shooting began again.

Countless prodigal girls roared, and Martin tore off his shirt in the trembling of the zombie dance, revealing his upper body with well-proportioned muscles and natural and smooth lines.

"Come on! Go on! A prodigal man shouted, "Let's see your cannon!" Director Benjamin found that there was no need to stir up the atmosphere at all, and these free women themselves set the scene on fire.

They are stronger than the flames. Martin jumped forward with his feet, tugged at his waist with his right hand, and his special pants fell off, shook a few times in his hands, and flew under the stage.

Susan's eyes were quick, she caught it, covered her face, and took a deep breath, intoxicated. The pants were suddenly pulled, she pulled back hard, and four or five women grabbed hard, and with the sound of stabbing, the pants were torn apart.

These prodigal goods are grabbed in their hands, but their eyes are attracted by the stage. The former bartender, who wears only a pair of shorts, dances in a particularly sultry move, like a Greek sculpture, which is both wild and sexy.

When the dance reached its peak, he bowed his body back, his hips pushed forward, twisted his waist and swung his hips, and swayed violently at super fast speed and rhythm.

As if a Gatling cannon was strafing. Susan felt a bullet in the heart and quickly reached out to cover it. She fell into a frenzy, afraid that the fragments of her pants in her hand would be snatched away, so she quickly pulled open her short skirt, stuffed it inside, pulled out another dollar, threw it at the stage.

Zombie machine gun dance to the top. Invisible bullets flew all over the field. These freedom-seeking prodigals are thrilled with excitement by the exaggerated speed and frequency.

Susan grabbed a few prodigal goods from her pants next to her and gagged her mouth and nose with her pants. The people who were closer to the ring stage took out their dollars one by one and threw them frantically on the stage.

Dollar bills fell like rain. This is not a prop, nor is it given by the crew, but the money they bring themselves.

They threw $1, $5, $20 and $50. The most prodigal one took out a stack of rare 100-dollar bills and threw them on the stage: "I'm going to wrap you up tonight!" You're mine! "The machine gun dance continues!

At the bar, Robert shook his head, and when he saw the free prodigal crowd going crazy because of Martin's hot dance, he suddenly understood what Bruce said.

Sure enough, Martin used hard power to convince the producers. Not far away, director Benjamin nodded with satisfaction and raised the megaphone: "Stop!" "The music stopped, but the madness of the free sluts did not, they still shouted, danced, and threw ...... Susan threw away the tip, and with no way to throw it away, she took off her corset and threw it on the stage.

The atmosphere is contagious. Subsequently, more corsets flew onto the stage. Martin turned around and ran because he saw a few pairs of flying panties.

Benjamin suddenly asked the blonde woman wearing a hat next to him, "How is it?" Jenna Jameson, who came quietly, said: "He's a star, a superstar!" He shouldn't be here, he should go to Las Vegas or Sacred Valley. Benjamin said, "Now he's my lead man." Jenna stuck out her tongue and licked her dry lips: "You don't mind if I dig people, do you?" Benjamin laughed: "He's a part-time worker, just like me, and if you can dig it, you can do whatever you want." Jenner lowered the brim of her hat: "Find someone and take me backstage." Benjamin shook his head at his assistant.

Then, he looked at the director of photography: "Jackson, shoot these prodigal goods, you can use them when editing." On the fence on the second floor, Sophia said, "This Martin is not your person now." Vincent reminded: "He doesn't have an ordinary relationship with Kelly Gray. Sophia understood: "No wonder he can be the leading actor, hehe, Kelly Gray is very sexually blessed." Martin ran backstage and took the coat Hart handed him and put it on.

Carrington was followed from behind, each with a large pile of laundry. Hart shouted, "Get the box out and help Daddy Martin put it away, it's his trophy." Martin was particularly generous: "I've sent it all to you." Suddenly, there was a knock on the break room door, and Benjamin's assistant brought a woman over and said, "Martin, Miss Jameson is looking for you." Martin immediately turned his gaze.

Jenna had never seen or experienced any occasion, so she took off her hat generously: "Hello, machine gun man." Hart corrected Martin: "Mortar Dad, to be exact." He suddenly reacted: "Are you ...... ...... you are" Jenna nodded: "It's me." The boy group immediately abandoned their Martin father, and all of them flocked to Jenna's side, more excited than seeing the Oscar actress, begging for autographs one by one.

Hart, the shameless bastard, is about to take his pants off. He pointed down, "Jenna, can you sign here?" Jenna reached out, grabbed it, and signed it.

Hart was so excited that he raised his head: "From today onwards, I won't wash it, I won't wash it again!" Carrington brought the camera and asked Martin to help take a group photo.

After a while, Jenner got out of the group of sand sculptures and looked at Martin carefully, both in shape and appearance, all of them were the best choice.

Martin smiled, "Hello, Jenner, it came so suddenly. Jenna said: "There is a scene between you and me to be filmed tomorrow, so you must familiarize yourself with it in advance." She tilted her head slightly: "You know me well?" Martin pondered his words: "A little." ”

"It's okay, it's a legitimate job." Jenna never thinks there is anything in it, there are countless husbands in the industry who are directors and wives who are heroines.

"I read the script and the set design, and it's hard to imagine," she says. Martin couldn't elaborate: "You will understand when you see the set up scene tomorrow, and it is not difficult for me to lead it." "Compared with many actions when I was a martial artist in my previous life, these can only be said to be pediatric.

Jenna said, "Then it's up to you." The two chatted for more than ten minutes, and the makeup artist came in to touch up Martin's makeup, and Martin was ready to dance again.

He doesn't have many literary dramas, most of them are fights, fights in two senses. After Jenner left, Hart came in with a large stack of dollars and a hippie smile: "Daddy Martin, your tip." Martin took out the large denomination of the banknotes and patted the remaining money under 20: "Son, go tell the crew that I have a treat tonight." "There are tips for filming, and this is the first time he has seen it.

………… The next morning, the crew moved to a temporary studio in the automobile center for filming. Post-production composited the footage into the background of the House of the Beast.

A rotating platform is built on the top of the studio, and the hanging iron chain can be rotated within a certain range.

Benjamin saw Martin and Jenner put on makeup and said, "Jenner has a tight schedule, so take advantage of your good physical strength to shoot the most difficult first." Martin looked up, "I'm fine." Jenna said, "Then come on." The stunt team came over to tie the safety rope to the two, and after trying a few times, Martin quickly mastered the power skills with a good foundation in his previous life, and the shooting officially began.

Handsome men and beautiful women fly in the sky, Jenna lies sideways, and Martin dances a zombie cannon dance in the air.