Let me play Ximen Qing, you say this is an action movie?

"It seems that the movie must be good."

"The name of the movie looks weird, and I don't know what it's about."

"The leading actor is Lin? Why is he wearing a mask?"

Amidst the discussion of the crowd, the movie started.

The logos of Warner Bros. and Dragon City Pictures flashed alternately, the screen went dark, and the rustling sound of electricity sounded.

Then came Bellucci's monologue.

For this movie, she worked hard to practice the eagle-style pronunciation, and the unique upturned ending gave her voice a different kind of sexiness.

Just like her people.

"In 1605, someone tried to blow up the Houses of Parliament."

"The Gunpowder Plot."

"He failed, but his ideas are still there. Today, more than 400 years later, ideas can still change the world."

"Someone gets killed for sticking to ideas."

"Someone died defending the purity of ideas."

"You can't kiss an idea and you can't touch it. Ideas don't bleed and don't suffer."

"But what I miss is not an idea, but a person."

"He reminded me of November 11th, and I will never forget him for the rest of my life."

Flames appeared on the black curtain, criss-crossing, drawing two sword marks with flames!

A V is formed, surrounded by a semicircular fire ring.

The handsome opening immediately attracted the audience in the theater, and many people exclaimed.

Wu Yusen nodded secretly.

As expected of Lin Junfei.

This line is very catchy and makes people have a strong urge to continue watching.

As soon as the screen turned, a screen appeared.

Inside is a news program, the chattering middle-aged host is talking about brainwashing news.

"The goods from the beautiful country have been shipped to the port, but I suggest you throw them away."

"Who would like low-grade and rubbish tobacco and goods? Those cheap and beautiful Chinese people, who let them start the War of Independence."

While the host was chatting, a man wearing a black windbreaker and black leather boots slowly put on a mask.

He was broad-shouldered, thin-waisted, and slender.

He is smiling in the mirror, the face in the mask.

The scene turned again, and in a similar room, Bellucci was also putting on makeup for herself.

She was wearing a full set of underwear and a black suspender dress.

So sexy you can't take your eyes off it.

The curly long brown hair draped over the shoulders, and the curvy figure made the auditorium suddenly resounded with the sound of swallowing saliva.

The masked man stood up and hung two rows of silver daggers around his waist.

Bellucci also started to apply makeup to herself.

The camera switches back and forth.

The host's tone became passionate and uplifting.

"The beautiful country is over. This is what happens when you don't believe in God."

"We should be thankful that we are favored by God, the great eagle people!"

There was a burst of cheers from the TV, Bellucci frowned and cursed in a low voice.

"Liar, that's enough."

She picked up the remote control and turned off the TV. 240

When she looked back at the clock, she suddenly changed her face.

"Oops!"

The pointer has pointed to eleven o'clock.

There was no sound in the movie hall. This is a beautiful country, but the TV host said that the beautiful country was over at the beginning?

Absurd and darkly humorous opening.

The audience was nervous and looking forward to what would happen next.

Bellucci wore a windbreaker and came to the street.

It was only eleven o'clock, and there was no one on the street, only the horns hanging on the telephone poles were making constant noise.

"A yellow curfew is now in place, and you will be arrested if you go out without permission."

"This is for the safety of the people!"

Bellucci was walking on the street when he was suddenly stopped by two middle-aged men.

The two looked flirtatious, with lewd smiles.

"Miss, it's not a good thing to be out alone at such a late hour."

Bellucci looked panicked and said: "My uncle is sick, very sick..."

The man laughed exaggeratedly: "Poor excuse.

He took out the ID card from his body, and Bellucci's face suddenly changed.

"Secret police?

The two men laughed wickedly: "Since you know our identities, no matter how we punish you, you can only swallow your anger."

They slowly approached Bellucci.

"Don't worry, we will let you go."

"However, I want you to taste our power."

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Bellucci let out a panicked scream.

Several men slowly gathered around.

"Brothers, let her taste our power."

Bellucci begged and shouted: "Please, let me go...I won't do this again next time."

"Help me, who can save me!"

Amidst the obscene laughter of several men, Bellucci's voice was so desperate.

Suddenly, a slightly hoarse voice sounded from behind the men.

The sound has a fine graininess, like a metal clang, and it sounds attractive.

"His brutal methods are outrageous."

"Their bloody hands violated the law of God."

The few secret police officers were startled by the sound and cursed one after another.

"who?"

"Get out of here!"

"Don't mind your own business."

One of the secret police officers with curly hair turned his head, removed his hand from his belt, and took out his ID again.

As soon as he turned around, he saw the man standing in front of him.

Wearing a black windbreaker, holding a bright silver dagger in his hand.

Like the kind used by rangers hundreds of years ago.

"Hey, I warn you, I'm a secret..."

Just as the secret police lifted up his ID, his sharp blade flashed past, and his ID was split in two!

The man's speed was so fast that he could hardly see his shadow clearly.

He kicked the secret police away, and the others were just about to draw their guns to resist, but they were also beaten to pieces by him a few times.

The smile on that mask seemed to carry a hint of sarcasm, contempt, and disdain.

The secret police begged for mercy.

"Forgive me, please."

"You can't kill us!"

The man in the mask ignored him, but stated in a Broadway-like tone.

"The world has become what it is, and we are all responsible."

"We can no longer stand by and watch and tolerate and raise rape."

The secret policeman was lying on the ground, his facial features twitching, and his whole body trembling with fright.

"You... what are you talking about, what do you mean~‖."

The masked man was silent for a moment, then raised the sword in his hand.

"I want to do justice for the heavens."

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A sword fell.

There was a sudden commotion in the cinema.

"Wow, what a cool line!"

"The fighting scenes are beautiful, is this an action movie?"

"Who is this guy, I like his mask."

"Could it be that he is the hero, played by Lin?"

"His voice is so sexy, I swear to God, I want to hear that voice screaming in my ears."

"Stop being fussy, please."

It was just a plot at the beginning, and all audiences were attracted, including Wu Yusen.

He sincerely praised: "The filming is really good."

"I can't see it at all. This is your first time directing a movie."

Li Yin's wife also showed him a proud and encouraging smile, and Li Yin's hanging heart was slightly relieved.

"It's Ah Fei who played it well."

Appreciating Lin Junfei's acting skills on the big screen is really an extremely enjoyable thing.

Especially for people who love movies.

It is his luck to see such a performance.

The masked man rescued Bellucci, and the two met. He introduced himself and said his name was "V".

Bellucci was vigilant in his heart, secretly alert.

V claims to be a music performance artist and wants to invite Bellucci to watch his performance. Although Bellucci doesn't want to go, he can't hold back V, so he can only follow him.

The two came to the high tower of Lunton City, opposite to the symbolic building of the totalitarian government, the Statue of Justice.