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Max came to the parking lot opposite the building, and he could clearly see the situation in the office of the building. He raced against time trying to explain everything to Anne, but it was really too difficult; Slowly approaching Annie, he successfully found Annie's office, but after breaking in, he found that Annie was not there at all.

Annie was in the file room on the sixteenth floor, and Vincent was in the office on the fourteenth floor. The house leak happened to rain overnight, Max's cell phone ran out of battery, and he lost contact completely. Vincent approached Anne step by step, while Max ran all the way to Anne, the oppressive sense of urgency in the ambiguous light was pushed to the extreme, and every step between the light and shadow flow affected the turmoil of the air, Even if you can't see the expression, just a step, a movement, and a look, the tension of the cat catching the mouse still hits every audience's chest fiercely between the sharp and fast camera cuts. Not dragging its feet, and creating a suffocating sense of tension between dazzles, Javier only felt that his brain was completely shut down.

But... Max was still too late.

Vincent found Annie, and easily pushed Annie into a corner without leaving any life. He only needed to pull the trigger to complete all the tasks. At the critical moment, Vincent finally arrived at the scene and pointed the pistol he had snatched at Vincent. Vincent was obviously surprised, Max? But after the accident, he was full of sarcasm, Why? what can you do?

Vincent turned his head to look at Annie, but before he could make another move, the gunshot exploded, Vincent's ear was hit, and a series of brilliant sparks sparked in the peacock blue, cream yellow, and mint green. Blooming in the light, like a proudly blooming firework.

Max shot, which is not unexpected; but there is no hesitation, no pause, no hesitation, the nonsense at the critical moment of Hollywood genre movies is simply invisible, and the tight rhythm integrates real fear and confrontation In the blood of every audience.

Max led Annie to flee for his life. Vincent, who was lying in a pool of blood, struggled to stand up, aimed at the two people and fired continuously. In the dim light and shadow, only the gunfire was bursting, and the sound of broken glass was drumming. There was a clang in the explosion. The flickering light made the world blurred, as if there were only two people running for their lives in the huge world, and the sound of empty footsteps made people panic and unstoppable.

Max and Annie fled to the subway, trying to avoid Vincent's search, but Vincent, who was chasing after him, made an accurate judgment at the last moment and rushed to the subway. Illuminated by the bright incandescent lights of the subway to the extreme, the panic of white horror begins to compress the space, and the sense of loneliness and crisis brought about by the empty world is unprecedented.

Max originally planned to wait for the subway to arrive at the station and take Annie to escape, but Vincent thought of it first, got off the train early, and pointed his guns at the empty platform—they had no chance, and they would be killed if they acted rashly. Become Vincent's prey. They're stuck on the subway.

After the subway restarted, Vincent struttingly squeezed the living space of Max and Anne, pressing harder and harder. Max has no way to retreat, and the steady and powerful footsteps are like Satan's urging voice, getting louder and clearer, constantly hitting Max's heart.

Javier felt that he was going to be unable to breathe, the extremely amplified sound impacted his eardrums powerfully, and the sound that usually seemed slight was amplified at this moment because of the hazy light swarming in from all directions like a tide Extremely, it seems that everything has become more and more sensitive.

Max gasped for breath, and the sweat on his forehead slowly seeped out. He heard Vincent's powerful voice, I do this for a living! This made Max grit his teeth, and then In a desperate situation, he came out of his hiding place and stood opposite Vincent across a carriage door, and then he pulled the trigger in his hand. Vincent also pulled the trigger at the same time.

boom! bang bang bang! bang bang!

The incandescent lights in the subway carriages were suddenly dimmed, and they fell into chaos. The chaotic gunshots collided in the darkness, sporadic sparks were blooming, and there was a burst of chaos. Both guns ran out of bullets, and all the gunshots rang out. They all disappeared, and there was a deathly silence in the air, slowly spreading like a mist.

Dark, quiet, dead.

The sound of the subway wheels colliding with the rails is accompanied by the turbulent sound of the swaying carriage, but the entire screen is dark, only a faint light flickers on and off at the far end of the horizon, vaguely outlines two confronting figures, But can't see clearly.

Javier's eyes widened, and he couldn't help sitting up straight. His back was away from the back of the chair, as if he could see more accurately by getting closer to the screen, but he was disappointed. Vincent and Max's body contours seemed to freeze In the dark, motionless, no gunfire, no dialogue, nothing, the unknown ending tortured every audience in the hazy darkness.

With a click, the lights in the carriage came on, then dimmed again, and then turned on again. After a few times of thumping, they finally turned on slowly, and the darkness left the carriage like an ebbing tide. Then I saw Vincent pull out a new magazine from his waist, ready to replace it. Javier seemed to have foreseen the ending, and couldn't bear to look directly, but he couldn't bear to close his eyes. He could only hold his breath and force himself to open them. open your eyes.

Snapped. The clip in Vincent's hand did not change, but slipped and fell to the floor. He looked down at the clip on the ground in astonishment, then slowly put down his right hand holding the gun, and closed his eyes in a dazed and weary manner. Closing his eyes, he sat down on the chair next to him.

Max looked at the pistol in his hand that had missed the target, hesitated for a moment, walked carefully through the compartment door, and sat down opposite Vincent. The two sat facing each other like this, gasping for breath, without saying a word, the tiredness between the brows and eyes invaded, and the tight shoulders drooped.

Annie walked out cautiously, stood at the door and looked at the two men sitting across from each other. The first thing that caught her eyes was Vincent's white shirt that was dyed red, and a large group of blood-colored petals blooming on his chest, which was so coquettish. Like a blooming rose; followed by Max’s blood-soaked dark gray T-shirt, a chaotic black nebula bloomed gently like fireworks, and then fell gorgeously, the illusory fireworks lines are so real and so illusory.

Javier opened his mouth slightly and was completely stunned. He expected Vincent's death, but he didn't expect Max's ending. Looking at the two silent men, Javier felt an unprecedented shock.

Vincent's tightly locked brows slowly loosened, and he closed his eyes lightly, with a relieved smile on the corner of his mouth, Hey, Max. The relieved voice was like a river flowing slowly in the night, Running forward quietly and briskly, the loneliness and fragility between the brows are like a wisp of green smoke, curling up.

Max let out a long breath, his shoulders drooped, and he raised his head to look at Annie who was standing beside him——At this moment, Annie froze in place because she was too shocked, and the faint mist in her eyes was light Tumbling slightly, she opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but found that no sound came out. Max smiled at Annie, but the shallow smile touched the wound, so that his whole brows were slightly furrowed, Hey, Annie, I kept my promise. He called her, it was so simple Those words made Annie's emotions start to collapse, as if the whole world began to collapse.

There was a flash of relief in Max's eyes, and he turned his head to look at Vincent in front of him. At this time, Vincent opened his eyes again, and the two eyes met. Max could see the loneliness in Vincent's eyes. , like a child running barefoot in the snow, Max blinked and looked sleepy, but he still pulled himself together and said hello, Hey, Vincent, this is you The real name? After speaking, Max slowly closed his eyes, he was tired, really tired.

The corners of Vincent's mouth were slightly outlined, but the burnout between his brows became more and more intense, and his eyelids seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, almost unable to open.

The subway is still running wildly on the track, and the colorful nights around are like brilliant neon lights running in parallel with the subway. The dark sky is full of darkness, and the sporadic halos seem to be unable to support it at all, just making the night appear Heavier and richer, he firmly suppressed all the light on the ground, and followed the subway to the unknown front.

This city looks like Los Angeles, but it doesn't look like Los Angeles. It seems to be an island isolated between reality and fantasy, cold and lonely.

Suddenly, a scene fragment appeared in Javier's mind, The news said that someone died on the subway. Before his body was found, he stayed on the subway for six hours. This is the beginning of the movie For a moment, he thought he had overlooked it, but at this moment, it echoed in his mind very clearly.

Then, the big screen gradually dimmed, and the subtitles slowly appeared, Director, Lancelot Strelow, Screenwriter, Lancelot Strelow, Tom Cruise, Lancelot Strelow...

The movie is over, but the storm in Javier's head has just begun. This movie is really... so outstanding, it can only be described as wonderful, and it is impossible to express the true inner feelings. Tom's performance... Lance's script... the scheduling of the camera... the use of light... the control of the rhythm... the excavation of thoughts... countless thoughts swarmed up, making Javier feel that his head was about to explode, as if every thought You can think deeply, but you can't sort it out because you have too many thoughts. This kind of brainstorming pleasure makes Javier painful and happy.

Lance once again contributed a wonderful work! It is comparable to 'City of God', and even better! This is the only clear thought in Javier's mind at the moment, and then he realized, Lan Sloter! Raising his head suddenly, Javier looked at the subtitles that were slowly rolling up, and stood up directly, not caring about the eyes of others, agitating his hands stubbornly and self-importantly, offering his heart's respect with his own applause !