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"It's my fault, it's my fault, I will apologize to Brother Dan."

Zhao Wenzhuo quickly reconciled with a smile, trying to prevent Zhen Zhidan from continuing to target Hong Yong.

"Director Xu, they are really affecting the filming here. I suggest you invite them out." Zhen Zhidan refused to give Zhao Wenzhuo any face.

He was not afraid of offending Guan Meiren and wanted to "invite" Chen Haohongyong away as well.

"He really knows Kung Fu..." Chen Hao walked out from the awning, patted Hong Yong on the shoulder, and said to Zhen Zhidan with a half-smile, "Do you dare to spar with him?"

"Know Kung Fu?"

Zhen Zhidan smiled, with great disdain.

"Let everyone see what real Kung Fu is." Chen Hao ordered Hong Yong.

Hong Yong nodded and walked towards Zhen Zhidan.

"what are you doing?!"

Wu Xing and others stopped Hong Yong.

Although Zhen Zhidan is not from this crew, the main creative staff and Wu Xing are all familiar with Zhen Zhidan and are close to Zhen Zhidan.

"Out of control."

"Silly X!"

Some people looked down upon Hong Yong with disdain, thinking that Hong Yong was asking for trouble.

"Let him come."

Zhen Zhidan is extremely confident.

More than a dozen martial arts men retreated.

Everyone looked at Hong Yong and Zhen Zhidan.

Zhen Zhidan waved to Hong Yong, signaling Hong Yong to go ahead and take action. The contempt was self-evident.

Hong Yong had no expression on his face, he slowly made fists with both hands, and then exploded, bullying Zhen Zhidan in an instant, grabbing Zhen Zhidan's throat with his eagle claws.

Zhen Zhidan's expression changed slightly.

Hong Yong's speed was beyond Zhen Zhidan's expectation.

Zhen Zhidan hurriedly waved his arms, trying to ward off Hong Yong's outstretched arm.

Pong!

A muffled sound.

Their arms touched.

Hong Yong stretched out his arm without any deviation.

Zhen Zhidan, however, was terrified. He felt as if his arm had hit a steel bar and was bounced back, causing pain in his skin. Before he could change his moves or retreat, Hong Yong choked his neck.

Hong Yong twisted and bent over, pressing Zhen Zhidan to the ground. He performed a series of movements in one go, making the onlookers dizzy, confused, or stunned.

Chen Hao smiled. Kung Fu stars, like martial artists on the Peking Opera stage, are just showmen. They have a tacit understanding of each other's tricks during filming, and they are incomparable with actual combat.

When encountering a strong man in the army, Zhen Zhidan would definitely be vulnerable.

Defeat the enemy with one blow.

No bells and whistles.

This is called real skill.

"If this were on a battlefield, you'd be dead."

Hong Yong spoke indifferently, let go of Zhen Zhidan's neck, stood up and walked back.

Zhen Zhidan, who was lying on the ground, was stunned for a few seconds. He became angry from embarrassment, gritted his teeth and stood up straight, then silently kicked Hong Yong in the back.

Attack from behind.

This is not a discussion, but a venting of anger.

Chen Hao frowned.

Back then, on the dangerous battlefield, Hong Yong had developed the ability to listen in all directions. Now he quickly turned around and punched out.

With a loud bang, Hong Yong's fist hit the sole of Zhen Zhidan's foot.

The huge impact hit Zhen Zhidan who was in the air.

Zhen Zhidan flew several meters upside down and fell to the ground.

"Brother Dan..."

"Brother Dan..."

Several martial artists are going to help Zhen Zhidan.

Zhen Zhidan was knocked down by Hong Yong twice in a row. He was completely angry. He snatched the long knife from Yi Wuxing's hand and rushed towards Hong Yong with his fierce look revealed.

There are two types of swords in the crew.

One is a prop made of wood or rubber.

There is also a craft sword used for close-up shots. This kind of sword is made of fine steel. The only difference between it and a real sword is that it is not edged.

The knife in Zhen Zhidan's hand is this kind of craft knife. Even if it is not sharpened, it can still hurt or even kill people.

"Zhidan!"

Old Monster Xu was anxious and wanted to drink Zhen Zhidan, but it was too late.

People around him were at a loss.

Zhen Zhidan danced the steel knife crazily.

Zhen Zhidan, a former martial arts champion, is proficient in sword dance routines, and the sword light is swirling and airtight.

Hong Yong looked solemn and retreated again and again.

Chen Hao saw that Hong Yong was not helpless and gave in because Zhen Zhidan was anxious.

Zhen Zhidan is a star after all.

Hong Yong was wary, fearing that he would hurt someone again and cause trouble for Chen Hao.

pride.

opinionated.

But I can’t afford to lose.

Chen Hao was disgusted and even hated such people. He took a step forward and pushed Hong Yong away. At the same time, he seemed to be very reckless and put his right hand deep into the light of the entangled sword.

He grabbed the steel knife.

The sword light dissipated.

Many people were surprised by this.

Zhen Zhidan was also stunned.

The audience was silent.

"I didn't expect you to be such a loser."

What Chen Hao showed was not anger, but disappointment.

The image of a kung fu star in his mind completely collapsed.

Zhen Zhidan came to his senses and drew the knife with all his strength.

The knife held by Chen Hao did not move at all.

Zhen Zhidan made a fool of himself in public. In his desperation, he let go of the steel knife and kicked Chen Hao hard in the chest, regardless of how disappointed Chen Hao was.

A cold light flashed in Chen Hao's eyes, and he quickly raised his foot. Not only did he break Zhen Zhidan's roundhouse kick, he also kicked Zhen Zhidan several meters away and smashed him into a pile of baskets on the roadside.

These baskets were originally props used by the crew for the set.

According to Mr. Xu's design, after the shooting officially started, the bandit who was beaten away by Huang Feihong fell into the pile of baskets, and the scene was recorded with a close-up shot.

Before filming even started, the set was destroyed by Zhen Zhidan.

"It's hurtful!

"Fuck him!"

A group of Xiangjiang martial arts practitioners became angry and surrounded Chen Hao.

Hong Yong and Guan Meiren's four bodyguards in black were to stand in front of Chen Hao.

Chen Hao looked down at everyone, broke off the unedged steel knife with both hands, and then shot the two broken knives to the ground.

This road in the ancient town is paved with bluestone slabs.

The two cut-off knives shattered the bluestone slab, sending debris flying.

The broken knife was almost completely inserted into the ground.

The dozens of martial arts men who were originally so aggressive took a breath of cold air and stopped in shock.

The crew hired someone to make a specially made craft knife. It was made of fine steel and had a thick blade. They never dreamed that someone could break the knife with bare hands and forcefully shoot the two pieces of the knife into the ground.

This is a true practitioner.

No, he is a real expert.

Everyone was stunned.

Guan Meiren looked at Chen Hao who shocked the whole audience with fascination. This is the upright man, this is the man worthy of her trust for the rest of her life.

Since ancient times, beauties love heroes.

The same is true for Guan Meiren.

On the other side, several male actors helped up the extremely embarrassed Zhen Zhidan.

Zhen Zhidan's face was disgraced, the corner of his mouth was cut and blood was dripping from it.

"Do you need to go to the hospital?"

Old Monster Xu asked Zhen Zhidan with concern.

"Need not."

Zhen Zhidan looked ugly, shook his head stubbornly, pushed away a few people who kindly helped him, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and glared at Chen Hao Hongyong.

When things got to this point, Zhao Wenzhuo, who was standing aside, didn't know what to do and was very anxious.

"Call the police!"

Someone shouted.

Many people agreed.

They couldn't stand the mainland boys causing trouble on the set of The Hong Kong Man.

Zhen Zhidan did not stop people from calling the police. In any case, the two bastards who made him lose face must pay the price.