The third brother was carrying an quiver on his back. He looked to the left and then to the right.
"Have you finished reading it?"
"It's almost done, let's take another look."
The third brother continued to swing back and forth.
"Come down, come down! Change your clothes."
Wu Changyun waved his hand, blocked the camera lens with his hand, and took off his pig-killer-looking coat.
Yin Zhaozhao had just inflated the air cushion and moved it downstairs when he happened to witness this scene.
"Brother Yun, you don't have to do everything yourself. Let me do it." Yin Zhaozhao came over and said.
"Um."
Wu Changyun agreed naturally, but he felt something was wrong.
"Let me give him the clothes? Is this your Hong Kong stuntman?"
The actor who played the third brother had some complaints. Yin Zhaozhao was in charge of security and was not even an actor, just a laborer.
“Does he have acting skills?”
"Get lost. You keep talking nonsense all day long. Go upstairs." Wu Changyun pointed at the watchtower.
Yin Zhaozhao climbed up without saying a word.
It is more than ten meters high, and when you look down from above, people are only as big as a palm.
Yin Zhaozhao pushed open the door and was stabbed by Stallone, who was guarding the door, with a dagger.
“Ah~”
"Um?"
Before Wu Changyun could explain to the cameraman below, Yin Zhaozhao came down like a torpedo.
Wu Changyun watched Yin Zhaozhao land on the air cushion and bounce two meters high.
"I'm anxious. The ones below haven't been positioned yet."
"Then I'll do it again." Yin Zhaozhao held the ladder and looked back at Wu Changyun and said.
"How does it feel?" Wu Changyun leaned over and asked in a low voice.
"The shit is about to fall out."
"That's fine, that's fine." Wu Changyun lowered the camera and indicated that it was passed.
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