Liu Qingshan nodded: "He and his friends will not be willing to surrender, but they can only use some small tricks! But for the sake of our film, I'd better withdraw from Xiangjiang earlier!"
He didn't need to explain anything, he knew that Liu Qingshan couldn't be afraid of this kind of prostitute, and he took the initiative to withdraw because he was considering the smooth filming of the movie.
In fact, Hong Dabao waited outside the video studio early just to persuade Liu Qingshan to leave as soon as possible.
His intention was similar to Liu Qingshan's. Naturally, it was not to question Liu Qingshan's unyielding resistance. It was also for the smooth production of the film.
Not to mention the investors, from the director to the ordinary actors, everyone is working hard to make a good work.
If the progress of the film is delayed innocently because of Liu Qingshan's existence, I'm afraid everyone on the crew will be in pain.
"Regarding this issue, I need to trouble Brother Dabao to mention it to the director team. It's best to finish filming my relevant parts in the next two days!"
Liu Qingshan reminded.
Hong Dabao nodded: "I'm afraid this is the only way. I will go to them to discuss the matter and strive to get a result today!"
No matter what the reason was, Liu Qingshan only believed half of his answer. He would not think that Ye Weixing and the others were not prepared in advance or even prepared for the worst.
However, by doing this, the other party gave him enough face, and it was far from as simple as giving him a step down.
Liu Qingshan is not completely blameless in this matter. On the contrary, almost all the instability is caused by his tough attitude.
But if you look at this issue from the perspective of a warrior, his response to provocation is the most reasonable.
It's just the conflict between the two identities of actor and warrior. It is no longer important at this time. Everything seems thin in the face of the huge investment and the hard work of hundreds of people.
Therefore, Liu Qingshan understood and supported the crew's difficulties in surviving in a crack, so he decided to withdraw early without hesitation.
Sure enough, in the afternoon, he got a notice that his scenes would be shot in advance.
In the next two days, he only had three hours of rest time each day to actively cooperate with the shooting tasks. And in the attitude of dedication at work, there is no trace of bad emotions.
On the fourth day, three days after Jin Xishan returned to Kyoto, he also ended his first trip to Xiangjiang.
Only the night before leaving, he suffered an expected rainy night surprise.
Being able to grasp the timing so accurately, no one doubted who was the mastermind behind the scenes, but Liu Qingshan's angry outburst allowed the whole world to see for the first time the true horror of China's ancient martial arts.
That night was Shi Hui's request. Before the plane took off early tomorrow morning, they went to the street to buy some specialties from Xiangjiang. Kunal and the others had already gone to Dad Hotel to pick up the leftover luggage.
When the two people carrying large and small bags rushed back, it was close to midnight.
Because the shopping mall was only a few blocks away from the hotel, the two of them did not apply for a vehicle from the crew.
But when he turned the second alley, Liu Qingshan began to notice something was wrong. Because it was not a remote location, he saw fewer and fewer people as he walked. This was very different from the situation outside the street.
So he mustered up his energy and sensed his surroundings, and a strange smile appeared on his face.
Naturally, his true energy cannot cover hundreds of meters like in the novel, but his sixth sense ability to foresee crises is still far beyond ordinary people.
That's because the invisible infuriating energy has a range of more than ten meters. It doesn't have any attack power, but it can clearly sense the current murderous intention.
At this moment, a chaotic and harsh sound of braking suddenly came from another street behind him. Although it was several hundred meters away, it was still vaguely audible in the relatively quiet environment, and Liu Qingshan felt that it was unusual.
Shi Hui, who was only focused on walking, didn't know that Liu Qingshan's steps had slowed down, and he was still talking about the reasonableness of prices in Xiangjiang.
She heard Liu Qingshan whispering behind her: "Shi Hui, no matter what happens next, don't stay two meters away from me. Even if a vehicle rushes over, just stand behind me and don't move!"
Shi Hui didn't react for a while, but after seeing the stern expression on Liu Qingshan's face, she paused for a moment and started to panic.
No longer allowing her to think about it, two figures suddenly rushed out of the alley on the right, only three or four meters away from the two people walking on the street.
With such a short distance, the two extremely fast shadows had already invaded within one meter of the two of them in the blink of an eye.
But Liu Qingshan suddenly moved. He raised his hand and slapped the leader on the face. With a crisp sound, the man was sent flying upside down like a kite with its string cut off, and landed on the ground. In a dark corner of the road.
The steel knife in the other person's hand had already been chopped down from mid-air, and the strong wind enveloping him covered an area of more than one meter, seemingly blocking all Liu Qingshan's escape routes.
Unexpectedly, Liu Qingshan did not dodge at all, but ignored the edge of the blade, and cut straight into the shining light of the strong wind with his palm like a sword blade.
The force of the palm was so sharp that it did not break up the wave of light and shadow, but accurately stabbed the wrist holding the knife.
"oops!"
As soon as the cry of pain started from the man's mouth, he felt that his hand was empty, and then his throat was strangled by big hands like steel pliers. After another period of dizziness, he fell to the ground and fainted.
Liu Qingshan stopped his forward charge, turned around and said: "These are not ordinary people. They have skills. You should quickly retreat to the corner and hold the bag in front of you. Don't run around!"
Shi Hui, who had been horrified for a long time, knew Liu Qingshan's skills. He gritted his teeth and dragged his body, which was slow due to his weak legs, to stagger towards the corner of the street with all his strength.
At the same time, countless figures emerged from the streets around them almost at the same time. Under the dim street lights, no one shouted to kill, and their steps were very nimble.
These people all held machetes and sticks in their hands. Just from the posture of the handles, it could be seen that they were not ordinary people fighting.
Even the person in the middle of the round actually held a long and narrow samurai sword in both hands, and the murderous intent in his eyes was clearly visible.
Due to the presence of Shi Hui behind him, Liu Qingshan could not go to meet the enemy. People coming from all directions were about to arrive.
He just took off his coat, quickly shook his arm, and wrapped it around his left arm.
The other hand held the short knife behind his back, level with his elbow, and with a movement of raising his elbow, he blocked the first slash.
Sparks were flying, and his left hand was like lightning. He poked and pulled, and the person fell to the side.
A sense of fighting arose in his heart, and he didn't know that the air surrounding him seemed to be inspired by the murderous intention gradually radiating from his body, and there were waves that were stronger than the others.
Then his figure suddenly started to wander, swaying with erratic steps and running into the uncertain figures of light and dark.
