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

For ordinary people, windfall fortune seems to be an escape from poverty.

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 fantasies and prospects for the future after receiving the money are all shattered.

This feeling of having and losing something is the most uncomfortable.

This will make you a slave for the rest of your life, and you will never be able to stand up again. This is the most desperate thing!

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

In their view, just like this, it is already logical, and subsequent development can already be established.

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

As Mr. Tang said before, Echeng's taxes have been received decades in advance.

The exploitation has never stopped, and everyone dares to be angry but dare not speak out.

Similar things happen every day in Goose City.

In front of the powerful Mr. Huang, your anger is not worth mentioning.

So, how can we make people dare to be angry?

——"Armed"!

Armed, what a familiar four words.

Zhang Mazi began to send people, and the open space in Echeng was covered with guns and ammunition!

In addition, the promotion cannot stop.

A group of people were beating drums and shouting: The streets are full of bullets, and ten percent of silver is in the watchtowers.

To mobilize the masses, propaganda is needed.

Everyone listened to the beating of drums and shouts, and looked at the guns and ammunition all over the street, and their whole bodies were on fire.

I saw Zhang Mazi standing on a high place, holding a cup that many people felt was familiar after looking at it. After taking a sip, he placed it heavily on the wall.

He looked calm and strategizing.

On the other side, Huang Silang and Hu Qian looked at the scene in the city and couldn't help but sigh: "Fighting despite repeated defeats! I like it!"

"That's a gun. How about...let the horse go?" Hu Qian said.

"Taking money is greed!" Huang Silang said while fanning himself: "Taking guns is rebellion!"

"They don't have the guts!"

Sure enough, no one dared to go to the street to get a gun in broad daylight.

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 of winning?" they asked.

Zhang Mazi made a seven.

"Huang Silang collected 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 collect money, why should I issue a gun?" Zhang Mazi asked.

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

Huo Yuan and others felt that this line had actually made it clear.

"It's so good! This plot is so good!" they exclaimed.

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

Another night, all the guns and ammunition were picked up.

By daybreak, the streets were empty.

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

Huo Yuan started to think.

"For the people of Goose City, the long-term exploitation and slavery have always left a backlog of emotions in their hearts."

"These emotions are like firewood piled together."

"But they are afraid and they dare not, so the firewood cannot be lit."

"But if it gets shot..."

Huo Yuan felt that what Lao Qi said was wrong.

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

"You're so brave!"

Huo Yuan smiled. He felt that this plot had twists and turns and portrayed human nature very well.

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

The carriage was sent out again to ask the people of Goose City to disarm.

A black horse gallops on the streets of Goose City.

Zhang Mazi, who was standing high up, picked up the bullets and fired several 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 white horse's reins, breaking the rope.

After the beating, he hid in a dark place.

"There's no movement." Lao Qi and others asked.

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

He started first, leading the charge with an empty gun.

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

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

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

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

"Fucking unruly people, you dare to kill my horse!"

This time, even Huo Yuan and others felt that everything had fallen into place 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 sons.

He pulled out the knife, raised the knife, rode on his horse, and shouted: "Gun in hand! Follow me!"

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

They galloped their horses on the street and ran around in a circle, but the street was deserted and the people stayed behind closed doors.

Only the wind blows, causing the door number to sway from side to side, proving the entanglement and swing in the hearts of the people.

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

Huo Yuan felt that this was the real thing.

Because this is about fighting for your life.

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, started to turn the horse around, and then shouted again: "Gun in hand, follow me!"

Lao Qi and others quickly followed up: "Kill Shiro and rob the watchtower!"

They kept shouting on the street, stopping to see what was going on every time they went around.

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

Even if this is one cry after another... lonely cry!

The shouts were made over and over again, and the horses' hooves were galloping over and over again.

I don’t know why, but everyone felt moved when they watched it, their blood was boiling, and goosebumps arose.

When Luo Mo was filming this scene, he didn't know why, but he remembered a passage from Lu Xun's "The Scream".

["Suppose there are no windows in an iron house and it is indestructible. There are many sleeping people inside. They will soon be suffocated to death. However, as they pass from sleep to death, they do not feel the sorrow of dying. Now you are probably

If you start shouting and startle a few people who are more sober, and make these unfortunate few suffer the irreparable pain of death, do you think you are worthy of them?"
To be continued...