Hearing Scott's words, Bell subconsciously clamped his buttocks, and his eyes swept over the strangely shaped pink kettle, frightened and angry.

Thinking about the several times we have met in the past few days, he has drunk a lot of wine, in case his head is hot, and he follows Sophia......

That's not because the consequences are serious, it's because the problems behind it are very serious.

If you are used as a-stirring stick by others, you might as well be a-stirring stick yourself!

Bell's chest rose and fell sharply, as if it could explode at any moment.

"Martin Davis!" He hated it incomparably: "You are still not a human when you step on a horse!" ”

Scott thought of his daughters and said, "That's a hellish bastard!" ”

Bell had a feeling that Scott was telling the truth and asked, "Why are you telling me this?" ”

Scott pouted his legs and took a few steps: "See me?" This is the serious consequence of being with Sophia! He said the truth: "How do you guess Sophia met me?" ”

Bell naturally answered: "Martin Davis? ”

Scott sighed: "It was Martin Davis who introduced me to Sophia, and then I got to where I am today. ”

Bell looked at Scott sympathetically, and said that this man was worse than himself by Martin.

Scott came over today, just to tell the truth: "Martin has a close relationship with Sophia, and he specifically asked Sophia to get you, and he wants you to become like me." ”

The sympathy in Bell's eyes was gone, only anger burning.

At the moment, he is not like Batman, but like an angry Superman.

"Be careful yourself, I just reminded you when I saw that you didn't deal with Martin." Scott pouted his legs and walked off into the distance.

The strange walking pattern kept reminding Bell of what he had almost become.

"Martin Davis!" Bell had never hated a man so much as he did now.

At this moment, in his eyes, heart, and mind, there is only Martin, and there is no room for anything else!

Martin occupies Bell's full heart!

Bell strode towards the studio, looking for the only one he was now.

That clown, that clown who creates chaos!

He wants justice from the clown and an end to all the chaos on set.

Just like Batman did to the Joker.

The studio door was open, and Bell strode in, and with a slight glance, he saw a clown in a tattered suit with white oil paint on his face.

Bell quickened his pace, and the successive shocks he received today made him completely let go of the monster locked in his heart.

A huge spiritual force pushed him towards the clown.

Bruce reminded Martin.

Martin turned his head to look at Bell, a bloody smile on his white face.

Crazy, terrifying, evil, like a nightmare, like an agent of chaos.

Bale suffered mental torture for several months, coupled with the environment and atmosphere in the studio, and the aura of the target character, giving him the illusion that he had become Batman.

And on the other side is the Joker, Batman's sworn enemy.

Bruce slipped one hand into his coat and stared at Bell.

His feet quietly pushed forward, and the plastic basket with the ice cola moved a section of the route he had judged in advance.

Behind the director's monitor, Nolan, who was working, suddenly looked up and saw Bell, who was walking towards Martin from the door.

Emma Thomas, who was next to her, said: "Bell doesn't seem to be in the right mood. ”

Nolan's sense of smell on set was much more sensitive than Emma Thomas's, and she realized that something was going to happen.

As a new-school director with outstanding ability, Nolan is both calm and calm, but also daring to take risks.

He stopped Emma Thomas from speaking out, moved to sit behind the nearby director's camera, and turned on as fast as he could, the camera panning to the lounge where Martin was.

Bell's role is basically completed, and all the remaining action scenes are handed over to the action double, which will not affect the normal shooting of the crew.

The screenwriter, who had exercised his sense of smell, floated over like a ghost and took the initiative to ask, "Director? ”

Nolan is controlling the camera: "Look first." ”

The screenwriter is no longer silent.

Nolan brought the megaphone over, and if it went overboard, he could stop it.

Emma Thomas got up and called Mene and other cronies to take control of the situation as soon as her husband wanted to control the situation.

Bell strode over, his eyes red, and shouted, "I'm going to kill you bastard!" I'll kill you! ”

Martin laughed wantonly and maniacally, as if he had entered the play too deeply and had not yet detached himself, and the words that came out of his mouth were also the Joker's lines: "Why are you so serious? ”

These words fell into the ears of the surrounding melon-eating crowd, and they would only think that Martin was still trapped in the role and couldn't extricate himself.

After all, similar situations have happened too many times in recent days.

Even the rest time of the crew this time was set aside by director Nolan who deliberately interrupted filming when he saw Martin getting too deep into the play.

But in Bell's eyes, it's ridicule, ridicule, and provocation.

Martin confronted Bell, as if a real clown were alive, and rolled his blood-red lips in a way that had been the usual improvisation of recent days.

"Bang-"

The slight sound of an explosion ignited Bell's tense nerves, and he roared, driven by the faint illusion of tearing below, "Die, bastard!" ”

Bellian with his fist lunged at Martin.

Two strong men with a height of more than 1.8 meters collided like a Titanic and an iceberg, like Jack and Flesh falling in love and killing each other.

Martin roared in pain, took a few steps back, and let out a screaming laugh, "Ah...... Ha ......"

Hearing this crazy laugh, Bell didn't think about it, and yelled, "I'm going to kill you bastard!" ”

He lunged at Martin again, his fists clenched, his muscles bulging, and his iron fist smashed towards that disgusting white face!

Bell wants to knock this murderer who keeps causing chaos, with a crooked nose and a burst eye......

But his fist missed!

Since Bell made the first move and shouted to kill him, Martin, a kind and good person, of course, would not be slaughtered.

has filmed many action scenes with Bale, and has also experienced scenes where Batman beats the Joker with all his might.

Martin has a good understanding of Bale's punching habits and power speed.

He ducked over Bell's punch and threw a quick punch in a standard boxing move that slammed into Bale's soft underbelly.

Bell suddenly couldn't breathe, but his back hand still smashed down with inertia.

Martin's shoulder lifted, and Bell's fist smashed into his shoulder, losing much strength.

"Ahh

Bell was distracted and subconsciously wanted to parry, but Martin's fist was fast and hard, smashing directly into the side of his face.

Compared to Bruce, who trains with Martin every day, Bale is much worse.

He felt like he had been hit by a car, something flew out of his mouth, and he froze for a moment.

Martin moved super fast, kicked out, kicked on Bell's lower abdomen, Bell screamed, snot and tears flowed down together, poofed to his knees, and lay flat on the ground again.

But Bell didn't give up yet, and the severe pain made him crazy: "Bastard, I'm going to kill you!" I'm going to kill you! ”

Martin didn't stop for a moment, and pounced directly, like a pervert pounced on a beautiful woman.

He pressed one hand to Bell's neck, glanced at his leaky teeth, grabbed the plastic bottle of Coke from the plastic basket next to him, and laughed maniacally: "You're going to kill me?" Batman, what about your no-kill principle! ”

Seeing Martin grab the Coke, Nolan remembered the name of the Coke Sect Leader and the Coke God of War, and hurriedly went to get the megaphone: "Stop!" Stop it! ”

The voice sounded, but the actor was already crazy and didn't listen to this side at all.

Martin picked up the plastic bottle of Coke and smashed it on Bell's head with a bang, the plastic bottle burst, and the Coke exploded all over Bell's face.

Emma Thomas hurriedly called for someone to pull them away.

The nearest extras were indifferent.

All of them are from Atlanta.

Martin grabbed the second bottle of Coke and said with a sinister smile, "You want to kill me?" Can you kill me? ”

Coke slammed into Bell's head with the sound of the wind.

There was a bang, and Bell's face was covered in bubbles and foam.

Martin picked up a third bottle of Coke and picked it up.

Bell couldn't breathe, his eyes couldn't open, his ears couldn't hear clearly, and the nerves that had been tortured repeatedly released the power of anger the moment they collapsed, but after the anger and strength disappeared, there was endless emptiness, exhaustion, and weakness.

"No......" Bell shouted, "Don't! ”

The Coke bottle slammed into the floor in front of Bell's crux, and the burst of Coke wet both of Bell's legs.

Bell felt a chill and felt the shock again, the kind of hurt stress that caused him to curl up as much as he could, like a boiled prawn.

Martin picked up another bottle, but smashed it slowly.

Only those who have hurt that place can understand the horror of that injury, and Bell is extremely frightened: "Don't! Don't! Please......"

The Coke fell and exploded again, and Bell fell into a panic: "Please, please!" ”

The security guards rushed over, and Bruce was one step ahead of them, ran up to Martin, grabbed his arm, and dragged Martin to his side.

"That's it!" He hugged Martin: "No one can hurt you!" ”

Martin laughed back maniacally, saying the Joker's line: "I just want to see chaos and destruction!" What doesn't kill me only makes me more peculiar! ”

He wrenched Bruce's arms, spread his arms, and said loudly, "See? I'm not a murderer, the real murderer is him! ”

The man accused of being the murderer was like a boiled prawn, curled up on the floor, his hands tightly guarded the vital point, and between his leaky teeth, nervous words kept coming out: "Don't hurt me!" Please! Don't hurt me! ”

Several security guards tried to help Bell up, but Bell hit him with his feet and hands, and kept shouting: "Don't! Don't hurt me, please! ”

Emma Thomas hurriedly said, "Bell, it's me, Emma, no one here is going to hurt you." ”

Bell pointed at everyone and shouted, "You, and you, are all murderers, all murderers!" ”

The people who eat melons are eating melons to their heart's content, and today's melons are too sweet and delicious.

A perpetrator, a protagonist who is extremely unpopular in the crew, and a murderer who shouts that he wants to kill Martin, doesn't seem to be normal.

(End of chapter)