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Returning to the crew, Martin began filming heavy action scenes, most of which were gunfight scenes.

The advantages of long-term shooting practice are fully reflected. He is quite proficient in using several pistols, just like a professional gunner.

As for the difficult action scenes, the two stuntmen Buck and Lewis took turns to play.

They have worked with Martin in Geshan Youyan, and they have similar body types.

The action director Chad went into battle in person and filmed the knife practice and melee fighting scenes with Martin.

After filming a fight scene, Martin had just returned to the dugout when Chris Pratt came over with a towel.

He handed it to Martin: "You know a lot, you are very good with guns, and you are also very good with knives."

Martin could hear this kind of rainbow fart, took the towel and wiped his sweat, and asked, "I heard you dance well?"

"Yeah, don't look at me as fat, but I'm a flexible fat man." Pratt twisted his big belly and fat butt, and danced an unknown weird dance.

Martin waved at him, and Pratt stopped quickly.

Mene went over and put his arms around his shoulders: "Man, you are really hardworking."

Pratt smiled cheerfully, not trying to get ahead.

Martin handed the towel to Bruce, and seeing Chad feeding a puppy, he went over and asked, "A new dog?"

Chad held the puppy in one hand and the feeding bottle in the other, and said, "I picked it up from the back wall of the film and television base. It was demolished and rebuilt a few days ago, and a few stray dogs came in. The big dogs were captured by the dog hunting team. Leave this puppy behind."

Martin touched the puppy's forehead: "It's a bit like a German Shepherd."

Chad seems to have studied dogs: "The blood should be impure."

Martin had a great time working with German Shepherd because he had a good eye for shooting across the mountains: "It's good if you like it."

Chad asked, "You're interested too? You can adopt it."

"I'll just forget about it." Martin joked that it was okay, but it was too troublesome to raise it, and it took a lot of energy to deal with the wheel battle: "I can't even take care of myself."

Chad stroked the dog's head and said, "You worked very well with the dog in the last scene. When I first did the action design, I had the idea of ​​letting a few dogs cooperate with Wesley to fight. Later, I still felt that the mouse More appropriate, after all, let the dog carry explosives to kill the killer, the film may be in trouble."

"Indeed." Martin knew what Chad was worried about: "It's terrible when people go to extremes."

Chad agrees, and the topic is back to the previous: "Actually, I always think that the model of one dog and one person like Geshanyouyan is very good. On this basis, the action scene and plot design can be extended."

During the period of cooperation with Chad, Martin confirmed that he has real talents and practical learning, and encouraged him: "After finishing this film, try to design it."

Chad patted the little milk dog's dog's head: "When the time comes, let it fight with you?"

Martin smiled: "Yes."

Thomas came to the studio at this moment, and Martin returned to his chair after chatting with Chad.

With Bruce around, Thomas said directly: "Coca-Cola has an idea. It plans to hold a large-scale signing ceremony to highlight the concept of Coke God, and then promote advertising and other promotional activities."

Martin agreed: "Yes, but the time must be coordinated with the crew's schedule."

Thomas has the gear list of the crew, and said, "I will coordinate it."

Martin said again: "The plan is determined over there, I have to go through it first."

Thomas nodded: "This is no problem, I have already discussed with them."

Martin asked, "What about advertising? What was Coca-Cola thinking?"

"There is a preliminary plan to invite a big director to shoot." Thomas said: "The specific candidate has not yet been determined, but according to the meaning there, it should be a first-line or quasi-first-line director who came from filming commercials."

Martin is not surprised. There are quite a few big Hollywood directors who make quick money shooting commercials, and Scorsese seems to have done it.

Ten minutes later, Leterrier gave an order, and the filming continued.

Martin and Chad flicked around in the frozen pork, and the prop knives kept clinking.

Compared with the slow literary drama, the progress of the action drama is smoother.

In the distance, stuntman Buck touched his bald head and asked Lewis: "Martin's skills seem to be better than those in Mexico."

"It should have built up some kind of self-confidence." Lewis was carrying the palm phone that Martin gave him in his hand behind his back: "You have watched the video of Burbank Middle School. In that situation, you can calmly do what he said. made?"

Buck shook his head: "I can't, not because I don't have the guts, but because I'm not as fast as him."

Lewis has been in the industry for many years and has a wide range of knowledge. He concluded: "He has experienced scenes that are more dangerous than film design in reality. When shooting action scenes, he has a little more confidence and confidence, which will allow him to act. It's more handy."

Buck was a little surprised: "You guys are not professional. When I was playing a game console, you were thinking about these complicated issues!"

Lewis pointed to Chad: "Did you see him? He was a stuntman, and now he is an action director and assistant director."

Buck understood: "This is indeed the direction of development that suits us."

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After the day's filming, Martin asked Bruce to drive Menet's car, left the film and television base in a low-key manner, and took a trip around Atlanta.

The bodyguards behind made sure that no reporter followed, and Bruce drove to Marietta.

As more and more Hollywood crews came to Atlanta for filming, the profession of paparazzi and freelance journalists also gradually flourished in Atlanta.

Entering the Clayton community, Bruce drove the car directly into the backyard, and Martin entered Carter's house through the back door.

As soon as I entered, I found that the atmosphere was not right.

The three siblings Elena, Lily and Hall blocked the doors of two bedrooms to prevent people from entering.

A woman wearing hot pants, boots, a tight T-shirt, delicate makeup on her face, and wavy golden brown hair was staring at them with her hands folded, saying foul words: "You three idiots, don't admit that I am yours!" Mom? Didn’t the old lady spread her legs and squeeze hard, you have a chance to stand here?”

Elena gave up on her mother who always ran away with others: "I don't care who you are dumped by, and I don't want to know which bastard you will run away with next. Since you are gone, don't do it again. Come back, you are not welcome here!"

There is this person in Martin's memory, the woman Jack abducted, Scott's wife-Emma Carter.

He is very beautiful, but he is less reliable than Scott in doing things.

Martin came out of the back corridor.

Emma turned to look at him: "The son of the bastard Jack, huh, he has become a big star!" She twisted her waist and buttocks, and suddenly took a few steps this way: "Little handsome guy, when you were in middle school! He likes me very much and always looks at me secretly, now I will give you a chance to let you..."

"Shut up!" Elena and Lily shouted almost simultaneously.

Martin, the honest man, had never encountered such a situation before, so he ran to Elena and Lily in a few steps, which gave him a sense of security.

Emma laughed: "Why? Don't you dare? You only need a little money."

Elena strode over, raised her hand halfway, then lowered it again, pushing Emma out: "Get out! Get out of here!"

Emma yelled, but refused to leave.

Martin couldn't do anything, but he gave Lily a wink.

Lily rushed up, her hands were stronger than Elena's, and she pushed Emma to the door with a few strokes.

The front door opened suddenly, and a black man broke in: "Emma, ​​what's going on?"

Hall reached out and took out a shotgun from behind the bedroom door, aiming at the black man: "Who allowed you to come in! Get out!"

Martin opened the drawer of the storage rack, found a pistol as expected, took it out and hid it behind his back.

The black person yelled, "Hey sweetheart, are you all nuts in your family? Aren't you here to get the money to buy us flour?"

Emma stood in front of the black man and yelled, "I just wanted to come back to get some money to buy flour, but you guys shot me?"

Bruce in the backyard heard the movement and entered the house.

Martin gave him a push-down gesture to signal that the situation was still under control.

Elena picked up the phone: "You go, if you don't go, I will call the Neighborhood Defense League. They are not as polite as me. They will beat yours into a rotten meat."

After Emma came back last time, she had heard about the Neighborhood Defense League, defeated the black gang in South City, and even beat a black man to death.

"Let's go first!" She pulled the black man back: "Don't forget, I also own this house!"

The two backed out, and Elena slammed the door, putting her hands into her long hair: "I shouldn't, I shouldn't have brought her back, I should have let her wander in Hawaii!"

That's what she said, but the biological mother begged in such a situation, what can she do as a daughter.

Lily lost her usual activity and sat down on the sofa: "Will she come again next time?"

Elena said fiercely: "I want to sever relations with her."

Martin whispered to Bruce, "Go to the Peachtree Hotel and book a three-person suite."

He walked over quickly, sat next to Elena, and hugged her gently: "You guys pack up your things in a while and move to the hotel first."

Lily answered: "Who will believe it? We idiots were forced to move by our mother!"

Martin stretched out his finger and nodded her head: "Do you want to start a war with Emma here?"

Lily opened her mouth, wanting to swear, but she closed her mouth again, thinking that calling Emma was swearing at herself.

Martin looked at Elena, and proposed again: "You guys go to see the house first, choose a more upscale neighborhood, I know the neighbors here are nice, but you can't live here forever, why are we working so hard? No Is it better living conditions?"

Lily really wanted to say that she would also be a saint of the Coca-Cola Sect, but Elena's hand was beside her, and she knew that once she spoke, she would be ruthlessly suppressed with an iron fist.

Elena no longer had any expectations of her parents. For Lily and Hall, she agreed without much hesitation: "I have saved some money here, and you can lend me the rest first."

"Hey, do you want me to be a black-hearted capitalist?" Martin put it another way: "How can someone hire someone to work without paying them? No matter how black-hearted a capitalist is, they can't let people pay for a part-time job, right?"

Elena didn't say any more, and got up to pack her luggage.

Lily followed from behind and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, I'll return it with you!"

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