The moment he stepped into the door, Guo Xiaohai was in a trance, as if he had entered a dream, then fell into boundless depth, which was exactly the same as the feeling of eating the Red Flame Fruit in the Yaowang Temple!

I don't know how long it took, but when he woke up from the abyss of chaos, he opened his eyes and saw that he was standing in the corner of a wall, and outside the corner was a bustling street.

"Was this film and television shooting base you have been to?" Guo Xiaohai couldn't help but open his eyes in surprise. The street was very lively, but there were no high-rise buildings around it. The most were two or three floors of small attics, bluestone and black tiles. Fruit stalls, vegetable stalls, restaurants, hotels, and shops on both sides of the street were all available. Not far ahead, a colorful flag was fluttering in the wind, and there was a gambling word on it. Could it be a gambling game? Moreover, these stores were like the late Qing Dynasty and early Republic of China in film and television dramas. When you saw the pedestrians passing by on the street, they were actually robed and jackets, with braids, and manpower rickshaws shuttled by from time to time.

After a small island in the darkness of the Pacific Ocean, he suddenly arrived here. Guo Xiaohai's shock made him feel a little dazed for a moment. The pedestrians passing by were all curiously looking at him without exception.

An old man carrying tofu came over, hey, look at the extra, it's really a high level. Look at his vicissitudes of face and his gray whip, I can't tell at all the makeup looks, and he looks like a small vendor who makes a living in troubled times.

Guo Xiaohai hurriedly stopped him.

"Young man, buy tofu?" The old man put down his pick and smiled.

"Uh...Uncle, I just want to ask, where is this...?"

The old man was stunned and looked up and down at Guo Xiaohai. Guo Xiaohai looked down and saw that he was wearing a black diving suit. Although he was not allowed to grab it, his outfit was no longer in line with the surroundings.

But the old man quickly grinned: "Hey, Gaokan Street is here, young man, come back?"

OK, quality, this is quite deep into the role. Guo Xiaohai couldn't help but think when he looked at the old man with sincerity.

"Uncle, what kind of scene do you all act? This is..." Guo Xiaohai glanced at the bustling street. What about the directors?

"Display?" The old man was stunned again, "Ha, young man, I'm talking thoroughly, right? No, life is just a play, why should we deal with right and wrong again..."

Yes, it doesn't make sense at all. He was too deeply involved in the show. Guo Xiaohai waved his hand and turned around and walked towards the street: "Okay, for your professionalism, you will definitely become the protagonist!"

The old man who sold tofu laughed and was open-minded: "Haha, what protagonist is not the protagonist? Life is just about making a play with joy. Why ask whether it is right or wrong? False or real is just a play. When I want to be happy, I am happy to find happiness. I am the most unruly person with a smile, and everything is like playing..."

Guo Xiaohai was no longer interested in listening to him, because he saw a black old-fashioned car parked at the door of a shop in front of him, and a figure in a white robe was pulling a tall girl out of the shop.

The white man won’t say that although the girl has changed into old-fashioned clothes from the crew, Guo Xiaohai recognized her from her back at a glance, and it was Haruko!

"Haruko!" Guo Xiaohai shouted, and the girl suddenly turned around. Who was not Haruko? Haruko also saw him and waved his hand quickly. Before he could shout, he was grabbed by Zaemon and stuffed it into the black car. Zaemon seemed to have a cold look at him, got into the car, and drove away in a row.

Guo Xiaohai began to follow the car and shouted, "Director, where is the director? Fuck it and stop the machine, call the police!"

He shouted all the way, but no directors or staff came out. Guo Xiaohai knew that a shooting technique is popular in the circle now, called the natural genre. Everyone in the old mobile phones was involved in the play, treating themselves as the characters in the play, and then there were no people in the scene, and the current things and cameras were hidden, and they followed them to shoot secretly. It is said that this way can produce the most realistic and natural effects and best use the actors' acting skills.

But at this critical moment, Zaemon is running away. Director, your uncle! He fought fiercely overnight, and had not entered the water. He has been running all the way. After passing through several streets, Guo Xiaohai's throat was filled with blood. Finally, he saw the car again, which was parked at the door of a store.

There is a big flag at the entrance of the store, and the words "Treasure Bureau" on it are fluttering in the wind.

Zaemon must have finished here. Guo Xiaohai gasped and followed in.

Before I entered the door, a wave of sound accompanied by the smell of smoke and the smell of sweat came towards me. Baoju, it turned out to be a casino. There were a lot of noise inside, shouting, shouting, shaking Paijiu, rolling dice, and making it lively.

The two big men had already come over, half a head taller than Guo Xiaohai. They blocked him and said sternly: "Boss, what do you want to play with?"

"I don't have time to talk to you, I'm in a hurry to find someone!" Guo Xiaohai said anxiously, and wanted to rush over. Who knew that when the two big men heard this, they pushed Guo Xiaohai's butt, "If you have money, come and have no money, get out of here, who is the fuck you are looking for!"

What a great arm strength! Guo Xiaohai couldn't help but be shocked, but immediately jumped up and said angrily: "Where is the director, you director, come out!"

A man angrily said, "What director, what the hell are you doing?"

Another looked up and down at Guo Xiaohai and said, "Looking at this stingy look, it's not a good thing. It's in broad daylight, and I'm wearing night clothes..."

Before he finished speaking, Guo Xiaohai was angry and anxious, "Get out of the way!"

"You dare..."

At this time, what else can I dare not dodge? Guo Xiaohai punched over with a "bang". The man couldn't dodge and fell to the ground. At this moment, Guo Xiaohai heard a dull bang, and felt a sharp blow from the head by a force of gravity, and almost fainted. Yu Guangzhong saw a man dancing with a wooden stick as thick as a forearm, dancing on the back of his head with a stick.

After shouting, four or five evil men rushed over from all over the casino, and they didn't even bother to talk and started fighting.

"Director, something big happens. Stop the machine. Stop it quickly. Report..." Guo Xiaohai covered his head and before he could finish calling, he felt that these evil men were unusual. Originally, with his usual skills, even if he dealt with seven or eight strong men, it would be no problem. But as soon as these evil men got started, Guo Xiaohai felt a clear difference.

It's too ruthless, or too dark. These guys are all violent black hands, and their tricks are deadly, with a cold and violent aura. Guo Xiaohai was kicked to the ground in an instant, without any backhand power. It turns out that the formations he passed by, even if it was thrilling, was really too civilized compared to this.

What's even more terrible is that several guys seemed to be conscious and began to kick Guo Xiaohai's dantian acupoints and kicked them hard. A pain that hurts his bone marrow came. The body-protecting spirit that was originally gathered in the dantian was quickly kicked into pieces and fled like a life-long escape, disappearing.
Chapter completed!