That night, after eating and having nothing to do, Qiao Feng and Zhong Chuhong hugged each other and nested in the sofa to watch the Spicy Detective, although the Spicy Detective had just been released, but the videotape had just been completed after the post-production was sent to Qiao Feng by the Xinyi City.

One minute into the movie, the policeman Yuan Haoyun, played by Zhou Yanfa, was still playing the clarinet and playing the drum with his good friend

The second floor of the teahouse is mixed, full of people who don't look like good people, and the police have secretly arranged it, as if everything is under control.

At this time, a few more people carrying bird cages came, and after these people came in, Yuan Haoyun immediately noticed that after these people sat down, Yuan Haoyun secretly observed them through a mirror on his bird cage.

It turned out that the first group of people who came in were selling guns, and the people who were doing it at the beginning were buying arms.

After identifying the other party and the fact that the other party was about to make a deal, the police went into action.

A policeman disguised as a waiter in a teahouse knocked over the other party's birdcage by pouring water to attract the attention of criminals, while Yuan Haoyun lifted a pot of boiling water and smashed it.

The birdcage rolled to Yuan Haoyun's feet, and he stomped on the birdcage with one kick, revealing two pistols at the bottom of the birdcage.

"Police, don't move." A police officer pretending to be a customer stood up and shouted.

And the movement here also woke up other criminals pretending to be customers, and when the police shouted, the disguised criminals pulled out their guns one after another.

The scene was chaotic, the policeman was wounded, Yuan Haoyun turned over and picked up two guns in the birdcage and fired back at the criminals.

Innocent tea customers run around, and the police have to take care of the tea customers when they fight back, but the criminals don't have this kind of care.

Not only did they have pistols, but they also had submachine guns, and they fired indiscriminately everywhere.

Yuan Haoyun's good friend injured the big boss, but the big boss also injured him.

And Yuan Haoyun was very powerful and killed several criminals who fled downstairs, and at this time the reinforced police also arrived.

At the same time, the leader of the criminals, who had been wounded upstairs, also came to the staircase, and he was armed with a submachine gun with strong fire and a super high rate of fire.'

Yuan Haoyun shouted for the supporting policemen not to come in and turned over to dodge, but the supporting policemen had already rushed in, and all five or six policemen were swept by the big boss with submachine guns.

The big boss ran back into the building to hide, Yuan Haoyun chased after him angrily, and then searched the upstairs with his injured good friend, and finally came to a room with a closed door.

Yuan Haoyun's injured good friend was about to bang on the door and enter, but Yuan Haoyun kicked it open, and Yuan Haoyun himself slammed the door first and rushed in.

Yuan Haoyun, who entered the room, immediately slipped forward and fell to the ground to dodge, and at the moment when he fell to the ground, the bullets of the submachine gun also vented sparks in the room.

The most dangerous work to attract the enemy Yuan Haoyun did, and his good friend appeared at the door when the big boss shot Yuan Haoyun, and at this time a figure flashed out from behind the partition in the room.

Bang bang bang, Yuan Haoyun's good friend immediately shot.

However, the big boss was not shot, it turned out that there were other people in the room, and the big boss used the innocent person as a shield in front of him and took the bullet for him.

Yuan Haoyun's good friend didn't expect such a change at all, but the big boss was unintentional, took the opportunity to flash out from behind the innocent, pointed the gun at Yuan Haoyun's good friend and pulled the trigger.

The submachine gun spewed sparks, and countless bullets were fired on the policeman's body, splashing blood and spray.

Yuan Haoyun, who was lying on the ground, watched his good friend's upper body being punched out of countless blood holes and fell to the ground with a bang, Yuan Haoyun, who was gritting a toothpick, turned around like crazy, and pulled the trigger again and again at the big boss with two guns.

One doesn't want to die, the other spares his life, and the victory or defeat is already doomed at this time.

Yuan Haoyun chased the big boss against the sprayed bullets, and the protagonist's aura showed his might at this moment.

In the end, Yuan Haoyun put the gun on the big boss's head unharmed.

At this point, the general development must have to hold back no matter how big the anger is, and the big boss will be examined and left for interrogation and trial.

However, Yuan Haoyun didn't, he didn't even think much about it, he just glanced at the big boss, and directly shot the big boss in the head.

Spicy hand detective, this scene of direct headshot fits the title perfectly.

"This movie is really grumpy, the cops and gangsters shoot without saying a word."

In just six or seven minutes, the police and criminals fired hundreds of shots at each other, and seven or eight bad guys and a much greater number of police officers died.

Zhong Chuhong was dumbfounded, and the violent gunfire seemed to still linger in her ears, making her keep rubbing her ears while complaining.

"As long as you have a gun in your hand, you won't waste any bullets." After rubbing his ears, Zhong Chuhong used another sentence of the boss scolding Yuan Haoyun.

"Haha, spicy hand detective, how can it fit the theme like this." Qiao Feng said with a smile.

"I don't think it's to fit the theme, it's all about the violence inherent in you men." Zhong Chuhong didn't have a good airway.

"Even if it's it, I don't deny it, such a violent movie really makes people's blood boil." Qiao Feng said with a smile.

Isn't it necessary to make action shootout movies to be exciting enough and violent enough.

To make a movie, of course, you have to cater to the audience's preferences in order to get a good box office, do you have to shoot something like the king of sunglasses that covers the clouds and mountains and fog and make the audience spend money to buy sleepiness to earn the box office?

Qiao Feng is not a literary youth, he doesn't like and really can't understand the works made by directors like the king of sunglasses.

Sincere lovelessness, no feeling.

He likes hilarious comedies, intense action movies, gunfight movies, martial arts movies, romance movies, and even some literary dramas.

Anyway, as long as the public likes Qiao Feng, he likes it, he is an omnivore.

There is only one thing, that is, he is not interested in the super-literary films that the director makes for himself or for a very small number of people.

For Qiao Feng, he can neither create happiness nor money, and he can't even create sadness, he can only win awards and film critics.

"I kind of know, it's because there are too many laymen like you that my movie can't beat Fa Ge's at the box office." Zhong Chuhong rolled his eyes and sighed.

"Eh, doesn't your conscience hurt when you say this?"