The American Scripture

The crew set up camp and started filming the movie. Bit was used to Zhen Fan's disappearance again. So at the beginning, I tried my best to let the three heroines catch up on the scene. After that day passed, Bit was obviously in a much better mood, and he adjusted himself without any psychological discomfort or shadow.

There are big scenes in the desert, but not many people come here, most of them are staff, so it is very important to find extras from the local area. Fortunately, Bit has been prepared for this. When in Algiers, there were staff members to recruit extras. After the filming of the three main characters is completed, the extras will also rush over. In this way, you save time and money.

The extras of one hundred dollars a day are still very attractive in Algiers. But when Bit learned that the staff had only recruited about fifty people in Algiers, he still seemed a little worried. What can fifty people do? The remuneration is not low anymore. It can be said that it is a lot of wealth in this country, but why is it still no one?

"I really don't understand, why don't those people want to make money when they have money? It's a strange country, and it's really incomprehensible." Bit could not help complaining to Gary when he thought of this. He is the director and cannot vent his complaints To your own staff, this will affect morale. When Zhen Fan was not there, he could only complain to Gary.

"This is already very good!" Jia【f, .. Lee laughed, "Our trip this time is like a journey of death. The locals must have heard about the robbers here, so they have concerns. That's right. Who wants to risk his life to make money?" Gary patted Bit on the shoulder, "It looks good now. At least fifty people are not afraid of death, for the reward of one hundred dollars a day. So...if It’s not that it’s crazy. Or it’s desperate, no one will do this."

Gary is right. But it was because he was right that he was extremely depressed. Fifty people obviously couldn’t make any big scenes. Of course, if cg technology was used, it would be possible to do it, but this movie of Bit The signboard of is true...Since the signboard is real, cg technology cannot be used. This is the principle of Bit. Because once exposed. The audience will think it is cheating.

"Well, since that's the case, we might as well double the price. Two hundred dollars a day, only three hundred people will do." Bit gritted his teeth and said, "Three hundred people, you can shoot me a big war Does the scene come?" He asked Gali, unwillingly, he thought he would easily bring in many extras. Unexpectedly, I hit a wall here.

"Three hundred people is enough. But I'm worried that three hundred people will eventually be able to come but not many. Although your price has doubled, some people will definitely think that you have to live to spend the money?" Li shook his head, "How about... shall we announce the killing of all the robbers this time?"

"Definitely not!" Bit shook his head. "Speaking of such things, we will only fall into passiveness. With so many people dead, even if they are all **** robbers. Everyone has committed heinous crimes, but we are not judges. And... you What are you going to say about the reason for their deaths? Is it because we use extremely advanced weapons or spit at them? Come on. This...even if you can't recruit people, you can't use this reason to recruit. Don't give Zhen Zhen Whenever trouble is caused, I would rather pay more!"

Gary also sighed and said, "I hope there will always be someone who loves money without fear of death."

Just when the two were worrying about extras, Zhen Fan had already left the camp and appeared on the road alone. He wrapped his head and face with cloth, only his eyes were exposed, and he was wearing a long gown, which looked like an Arab Dressed like a person, he stood on the side of the road and gave a thumbs up when he saw an off-road vehicle galloping on the suggested road.

"Hey, someone wants to take a ride!" The driver was a little black guy, and he said to Ibn Rashid beside him, "Should we take him for a while? Anyway, we also went beyond that direction!" A little enthusiastic, looking at the man with the thumbs up on the side of the road from a distance.

"Don't make trouble for me, Amar, drive honestly. If he is still here when we come back, we can take him for a while, or send him a special trip. Now you think about...here But where there are many robbers, is there any problem with this person alone on the road?" Ibn Rashid, who was sitting next to the driver Amal, said, and then picked up the ak submachine gun from his side and pulled the gun. Chuan, slowly put it on the edge of his thigh, as long as the situation is not right, he can pick up the gun and shoot at any time.

"You're too careful, Ibn!" Amal smiled, and stepped on the gas pedal to pass the closer and closer Zhen Fan, but it was his big gas pedal, and the car suddenly moved forward. After a while, the engine rang a few times, then the speed dropped, and it slowly stopped on the side of the road.

"My God, **** it, how could it stop suddenly. The engine...there is a problem with the engine. Damn it." Amal couldn't help but cursed, and he finally stopped the car on the side of the road. , And then jumped out of the car scoldingly, and when he reached the front of the car, he opened the lid of the front of the car, and a puff of black smoke suddenly appeared, causing him to dodge quickly. He took a few breaths on the road beside him, and then he calmed down. .

And Ibn Rashid also came down with the submachine gun. He looked around vigilantly, there was nothing to hide around, and no shadows could be seen, so he focused all of his attention on Zhen Fan. He was full of vigilance, as long as Zhen Fan had any unusual behavior, he would shoot without hesitation.

"Hey, do you need help?" Zhen Fan said loudly to Ibn Rashid, but he did not speak Arabic or French, but English. Speaking of which, he also walked towards Ibn.

Ibn could understand English. Since the other party spoke in English, he couldn't be a local. He looked like an Arab. This made Ibn even more vigilant, so he shouted: "I'm sorry, sir. , We can handle it by ourselves, stand there and don't come over." He raised the submachine gun in his hand.

Zhen Fan really stopped, and he said loudly to Ibn: "I know, I know. But... what I want to say is that there was a big fire here last night, and I could see the flames soaring from far away. So today I will come to see if I need any help. By the way... I am a car mechanic, if I can, I can help you fix the car!" Zhen Fan tried to approach again.

"Hey, Ibn, he said he would fix the car. Why not let him try?" Amal whispered to Ibn, "Anyway, he is going to the place where the fire broke out... my God , Where is he going? Go to the place where Som Brody was swallowed by the fire yesterday?" He also raised his head and looked towards Zhen Fan.

"Yes, I know the situation will definitely not be what we think. I always feel that this person really... makes me feel very uneasy. Maybe the fire is related to him!" Ibn? As Sid said, he took the gun and walked towards Zhen Fan, "Raise your hand, man, we are not malicious, just want to make sure whether you are malicious to us, as long as you have no weapons, I will Let you go to repair the car. Where you want to go, I will take you there." At this time, Ibn Rashid had already made a decision.

"Well, I will." Zhen Fan raised his hands, then slowly turned around, turning his back to Ibn Rashid and said, "I have no malice, and I don't even know why you are so wary of me, I am not Local, I’m from America, my name is Bruce Zhen, I’m here to find my companion."

"American? I'm sorry, I never knew there were Americans here. Turn around..." Ibn took a gun at Zhen Fan, then ordered him to turn around, and started searching his body from behind him. , But he didn't find the weapon, so he nodded, stepped back and said, "Okay, man, turn around."

Zhen Fan turned around, then pulled down the bra who covered his face, and said, "No, my friends must be here. They have issued an alarm to the country that they are in danger and may need a ransom. God knows, How can their archeologists get a ransom? They are all paupers!"

"An archaeologist?" Ibn frowned, then looked at Zhen Fan, and raised the gun in his hand. "Man, you are so unlucky. The archaeologist I hate the most. Okay, now I have to wrong you. , Raise your hand, I have to take you back. You better be honest, Alma...tie this guy up!"

"Oh~www.wuxiaspot.com~No, Ibn, our car has not been repaired yet!" Amal shrugged embarrassedly at Ibn, and came up with an idea, "Or, let's let this The guy helped us repair the car, and then we escorted him back. Anyway, the guy who made the movie won't leave for a while. Let's come and see?"

Ibn Rashid thought for a while and said, "Okay, you are right." Then he placed the gun in his hand, "Hey, man, you don't look like an American, so why do you do that? Worry about the Yankees? Come here, help us fix the car, and I'll take you to meet your people. To be honest...I don't like Americans very much. Are you...Asian?"

Zhen Fan smiled and said, "I'm not an American, but I got my green card after I went to the United States from China. But the people I'm looking for are all archaeologists, and they don’t involve politics or involvement. Arms, so... they are completely harmless to you, I can hear them, are you overpowering them?"

"Come here, you will know, it's not what you think. We will only kidnap. If they don't invade us, we won't be arrogant to them. Come here, man... Let's do this, you fix the car, and I will send you Go. As for how to deal with it, it depends on our boss, so you'd better be mentally prepared!" (To be continued...)