Chapter 120 Divine Tiger Technique, Flying Bullets

Author: The Pigeon Who Never Doves

Chapter 120 Divine Tiger Technique, Flying Bullets

Who is this guy?

Aren't you afraid of falling to death while parkouring on a tiled house?

A few thoughts flashed through his mind, and Huo Yunting jumped on the rafters to follow closely behind.

Regardless of whether he was parkour or something else, jumping from the roof of other people's houses, no matter how you thought about it, it was impossible to get permission from so many families.

He couldn't control other people's homes, but he had to apologize to Dr. Yang. He was really not afraid of scaring the old man out of trouble by running from the beams of other people's houses.

"Stop!"

Huo Yunting shouted loudly, stepped lightly on the tiles with his toes and followed closely behind the Western man.

The man was wearing a black short-sleeved shirt and looked back at him from time to time.

The closer Huo Yunting chased, the deeper his frown deepened.

Because the Western man still had large mottled bloodstains and scars on his face.

Is this fucking parkour guy?

When he was still living in the basement, he was chatting with Sister Mo and heard her say that when foreigners play parkour, it is common for them to throw their arms and legs.

It's usually rare to get a lot of facial injuries, but if it really hurts your face, it's going to be a big scratch on your face.

Huo Yunting's heart suddenly sank as he looked at the man's nervous and serious expression as he turned around from time to time.

Isn't this a fucking spy?

The bad premonition in his heart reached its peak, and Huo Yunting didn't even bother to step on the tiles of other people's roofs, and ran as fast as he could.

The Western man jumped from the roof, jumped onto the long street on both sides of the river, and ran quickly. Huo Yunting followed closely and gave him an ultimatum.

"ultimatum! Stop right now! (Ultimatum! Stop right now!)"

However, the Western man didn't seem to hear him, so he passed by a person sideways and continued running.

At this point, Huo Yunting had nothing to say.

No matter if he is a spy or something, he is definitely not a parkour guy.

He ripped off the Buddhist beads from his wrist, yanked the rope violently, and a few Buddha heads fell into his hands, while the rest was put into his pocket.

He held a Buddha head between his thumb and middle finger and pointed it at the Western man's ear——

"bass!"

The head of the Happy Arhat passed through the human bodies and passed by the Western man's ears.

"Snapped"

It hit a painted red pillar on the side of the street.

The Western man turned around and cursed again, then ran towards the small bridge across the river on the right.

Huo Yunting followed closely, and the remaining seventeen Buddha heads were thrown, thrown, thrown, and bombed, like missiles hitting the Western man's joints and head.

Unfortunately, the Buddha's head was too light, and the force of the blow was limited. At most, the Western man screamed twice, but it was not serious enough to injure him.

But this is enough.

These eighteen Buddha heads brought the two men at least three to four meters apart. Huo Yunting finally swooped down and grabbed him from behind, clamped his arms around his neck, and threw him to the ground.

"What the fu*k! who are you? who are you!"

The Western man struggled hard and kept slapping his hands on the ground. However, Huo Yunting's two clamping arms not only did not let go, but also locked his waist with his legs, preventing him from moving at all.

The two were in a stalemate, surrounded by people who slowly came closer to watch.

Just when the Western man was about to be strangled and suffocated, the onlookers around him spoke.

"Uncle, did the foreigner say there was such a clip?"

"I don't know, he must be an actor in their crew as well."

"That should be from their crew."

"It probably has nothing to do with us anyway."

Listening to the chatter of several onlookers around him, Huo Yunting was in a daze for a moment.

Crew?

Is this filming?

"Fuck!"

Quickly letting go of his hands and feet, the Western man turned sideways on the floor and gasped for breath. Huo Yunting quickly got up and pulled him up.

"Brother, so sorry, I didn't know you were filming. Are you OK? (Brother, so sorry, I didn't know you were filming. Are you OK?"

The Western man ignored his words and slapped his chest vigorously, gasping for breath. It seemed that Huo Yunting's lock just clamped down on him and he couldn't breathe anymore.

Just as Huo Yunting was comforting the Western man, a group of Western faces carrying long guns and cannons came running from a distance.

Several staff members quickly helped the Western man aside, handed him water, and patted him on the back.

A Western woman with long brown hair rushed up to him and came to his side to comfort him in a soft voice.

Huo Yunting felt a toothache for a while. This guy looked pretty smart. He even brought his girlfriend to visit the class.

"Huo Yunting? Why are you here?"

A familiar Chinese voice came from behind him. When he looked back, he saw a little old man with a slightly receding hairline looking at him in surprise.

"San Ye? Why are you here?"

Han Sanping looked at him slightly confused, "I still want to ask you."

Even though Han Sanping looks like an ordinary little old man, everyone in his circle calls him Sanye respectfully.

If nothing else, I should respect him as the chairman of the China Film Group Corporation.

Not to mention that he has always had a sharp and ruthless eye for movies, and the movies he produced basically have no negative reviews.

However, the title Sanye is not just based on the person's status. It is said that he scolded him at the Beijing Film Studio back then.

He was still the director of the Beijing Film Studio. At that time, the small bungalow in the family courtyard of the old Beijing Film Studio was to be demolished and rebuilt into a family building.

But the small bungalow had been rented out a long time ago. If he demolished it, he would be depriving him of his wealth. He wanted to settle accounts with Han Sanping, and the sound of hacking and killing could not be heard.

There were many threats, so Han Sanping had to be more careful and put a knife in the drawer to defend himself.

At this time, there was a rumor at the Beijing Film Studio that Han San's apartment allocation was unfair, and that a fool who had someone acting as a gunman broke into his office with a knife and shouted that he was going to kill him.

Without saying a word, Han Sanping opened the drawer, drew his knife and shouted angrily, "If you have the guts, try it!"

The employee got scared. As a result, Sanye's reputation gradually spread.

Having said that, the reason why Han Sanping recognized Huo Yunting was because he was the producer of "Crazy Stone".

"I was visiting a friend. I was chatting and talking when I heard crackling on the beams of the house. I went up to take a look and saw a bloody Westerner running from above. I thought he was a spy."

As Huo Yunting said this, someone was translating next to the Western man.

When he heard him mention the word spy, he quickly waved his hands to clarify. He was still in someone else's territory, so he didn't dare to mix it up with the word spy.

He is an actor who came to Zhejiang for filming. What kind of spy is he?

The corner of Han Sanping's mouth twitched a few times, which could make them rush together.

Huo Yunting came to the Western man and stretched out his hand, formally apologized to him again, and introduced himself to each other.

This guy's name is Tom Cruise, and the one with the brown hair is his girlfriend, Katie Holmes.

They came to Xitang Ancient Town to shoot a movie called "Mission: Impossible 3."

Huo Yunting apologized to him, and the matter was settled.

Then Huo Yunting asked with a puzzled look on his face, "I mean, Tom, I kept asking you from behind what you do, why didn't you say anything?"

Tom Cruise also looked helpless. When he saw someone suddenly chasing him from behind, he thought it was a scene specially arranged by the director.

When I asked the photographer, they thought it was specially arranged by the director.

There was a photographer with a camera on the back of the run from the roof of the tiled house, and when I was running down the street, there was a photographer on a boat on the canal.

Huo Yunting just stared at Tom Cruise. He didn't even look at the photographers on the boat or on the rafters.

"Hey, you said this was a serious matter." Huo Yunting scratched his chin, feeling a little embarrassed for a moment.

"Then why didn't you go to the outer scenic spots to take pictures? This group of people came to the residential areas."

"The outer area is too new, and there is no sense of life. Moreover, there is a scene in the script where I was almost hit by a garbage truck. It was troublesome to go from the scenic area, so I went directly to the residential area."

Tom Cruise said sullenly, "The roof was negotiated with others, and the financial losses caused will be compensated."

Only then did Huo Yunting realize what Dr. Yang had left unfinished.
To be continued...