This Star Wants To Retire

There is a saying that goes like this: I could have used the darkness if I had never seen the light.

For the common people, it seems that they can get rid of poverty with the windfall.

But Huang Silang went to collect the money and let them understand that no matter how they got the money, the result would be the same.

He just wants to squeeze us for the rest of our lives and make us poor for the rest of our lives.

Your beautiful illusions after receiving the money, and your vision of the future, are all shattered.

This feeling of owning and losing is the most uncomfortable.

In this way, you will be a slave for life and life, and you will never be able to turn over, it is the most hopeless!

Ordinary viewers thought that from this moment on, the common people should side with Zhang Mazi and deal with Huang Silang, right?

In their view, just like this is already logical, and the follow-up development can already gain a foothold.

But it is clear that "Let the Bullets Fly" is not such a shallow movie.

As Master Tang said earlier, Goose City’s taxes have been received decades in advance.

The exploitation has never stopped, and everyone dares not speak out.

Similar things happen every day in Goose City.

In front of the powerful Master Huang, your anger is nothing to mention.

So, how can the common people dare to be angry?

——"Arm Up"!

Armed, what a familiar word.

Zhang Mazi began to send people to spread guns and ammunition in the open space of Goose City!

In addition, the publicity cannot be stopped.

A group of people yelled while beating drums: The bullets are in your hands all over the street, and 100% of the silver is in the watchtowers.

Mobilizing the masses requires propaganda.

Everyone listened to the beating of drums and shouts, and looked at the guns and ammunition all over the street, and everyone was on fire.

I saw Zhang Mazi standing on a high place, holding a cup that many people felt a little familiar after seeing it, took a sip, and put it heavily on the wall.

He looked calm and strategized.

On the other side, Huang Silang and Hu Qian looked at the scene in the city, and couldn't help feeling: "We have been defeated and fought again and again! I like it!"

"That's a gun, why don't you let the horse go?" Hu Qian said.

"Take money, it's greed!" Huang Silang fanned himself, and said, "Take a gun, it's rebellion!"

"They don't have the guts!"

Sure enough, in broad daylight, no one dared to take a gun on the street.

Lao Qi looked at this scene and said: "The money has been taken away, and no one has taken the gun. What should I do, brother?"

"What are the odds?" they asked.

Zhang Mazi made a seven.

"Huang Silang took all the money, and no one took the guns we issued. Where did the 70% come from?" Lao Qi was puzzled.

"If Huang Silang doesn't accept the money, why should I shoot the gun?" Zhang Mazi asked.

Lao Qi repeated this sentence blankly, as if he still didn't think clearly.

Huo Yuan and the others felt that this line was already expressly expressed.

"High, this plot is high!" They were overwhelmed.

Sure enough, a scene similar to picking up money happened.

Another night, all guns and ammunition were picked up.

By daybreak, the streets were empty.

Lao Qi and the others were ecstatic, and said: "I understand, what you fired was not a gun, but anger!"

Huo Yuan began to think.

"For the people of Goose City, the long-term exploitation and enslavement has always been a backlog of emotions in their hearts."

"These emotions are like firewood piled up together."

"But they were afraid, they didn't dare, so the firewood didn't burn."

"But if there's a bang..."

Huo Yuan felt that what Lao Qi said was wrong.

"It's not anger, it's the courage to ignite anger!"

"It's so gutsy!"

Huo Yuan smiled, he felt that the plot was full of twists and turns, and it portrayed human nature very well.

Seeing all this, Huang Silang became a little uneasy, and shouted: "Shut up the gun!"

The carriage was sent out again, and the people of Goose City were asked to disarm.

The black horse is galloping on the streets of Goose City.

Standing on a high place, Zhang Mazi picked up the bullet and fired a few shots.

This scene is very similar to the scene when they robbed the train at the beginning.

At that time, what he shot was the reins of the white horse, which broke the rope.

After the fight, he hid in the dark.

"There is no movement." Lao Qi and the others asked.

"Let the bullets fly for a while!" Zhang Mazi said the same thing.

He started first, with an empty gun to lead the charge.

Not long after, violent gunshots began to sound in the streets and alleys.

A black horse ran out, and after a few steps, it fell to the ground.

"Angry! Everyone is angry!" Lao Qi and the others were ecstatic.

On the other side, Huang Silang, who was watching from a distance, was furious.

"Fucking trickster, dare to kill my horse!"

This time, even Huo Yuan and the others felt that everything had come to fruition and everything was ready.

Next, there should be a riot, a big scene!

I saw Zhang Mazi riding on a horse with his fourth, fifth, and seventh children.

He drew out the Jiecuo knife, raised the knife, rode on the horse, and shouted: "The gun is in hand! Follow me!"

Lao Qi and others followed behind and shouted: "Kill Shiro, grab the watchtower!"

They rode horses and galloped on the street, and just ran around like this, but the street was empty, and the people shut their doors.

Only the wind blows, making the number plate at the door shake from side to side, to prove the entanglement and swing in the hearts of ordinary people.

"Why is this so!" Huo Yuan heard a woman whisper behind him.

Huo Yuan felt that this was the truth.

Because it's going to be desperate.

At least they're not completely numb anymore.

It's not the wind that's moving, it's their hearts that are moving.

Zhang Mazi looked around, turned the horse's head around, and shouted again: "Gun in hand, come with me!"

Lao Qi and others quickly followed: "Kill Shiro, grab the watchtower!"

They kept yelling in the street, and every time they circled around, they stopped to look at the movement.

Even if there was no movement around, Zhang Mazi would choose to circle around again and continue shouting.

Even if it's one after another.....a lonely cry!

The shouting over and over again, the horseshoes galloping over and over again.

I don't know why, everyone felt moved when they watched it, and felt that their blood was boiling, and their goosebumps rose wildly.

When Luo Mo was filming this scene, for some reason, he remembered a passage from Lu Xun in "Scream".

【"Suppose an iron house has no windows and is extremely difficult to destroy. There are many sleeping people in it, who will soon be suffocated to death. However, they do not feel the sorrow of dying from sleepiness. Now you are very Do you think you are doing them a favor by yelling and rousing those who are more sober, and causing this unfortunate few to suffer irreparably dying pain?"

"However, since a few people got up, you can't say that there is no hope of destroying the iron house.\