Chapter 1200 1200 Triangular Duel
Brad thought Hugo was like a cobra.
Hugo knelt down on his knees at this time, looking like a sinner on the ground. He was shorter than Brad, but he was still so calm, his thighs and calves were stretched straight, as if The perfect right angle makes people suspect that he is not a criminal at all, but the most devout believer in the world.
Hugo spoke slowly, as if a knowledgeable professor at an academic conference was telling everyone about his scientific research results. Calm but powerful, restrained but profound, the seemingly bland words were like a thousand pounds of air pressure. The invasion was like, making Brad feel unable to breathe, and the panic in the bottom of his heart began to set off a stormy sea, and the words pierced his eardrums sharply.
Hugo's amber eyes looked a little blurry under the setting sun, against the orange-red prison uniform, which seemed to be a costume tailor-made by the world's top designers, making those eyes reflect more than the setting sun. The more coquettish light is like the most wonderful miracle in the world, the calm eyes are like the unfathomable Loch Ness, and the flowing eyes hide the water monster that may devour themselves at any time.
Brad thinks Hugo is the devil, he kneels so well and humbly, he speaks so gentlemanly and gracefully, he watches so calmly and tenderly, but it makes Brad feel like he is taking a step by step Being dragged into the abyss, his brain didn't even want to resist, the faint shouts in his mind didn't work at all, he could only stare at Hugo, and could only become a marionette in Hugo's hands.
"I took the souvenir, her beautiful head..." Such an elegant tone revealed a chill, which made Brad shudder. "What nonsense is he talking about?" Brad looked at Morgan, who was running over panting. Asked with a puzzled face.
"Give me that gun," Morgan said eagerly.
Hugo just looked at Brad like this, watching quietly, the sun was a little dazzling, some backlighting, Hugo narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Brad carefully. Under the setting sun, Brad's handsome face looked like Apollo in Greek mythology, but the panic in his eyes leaked out uncontrollably. Hugo raised his chin slightly, as if he wanted to take a closer look at Brad, and seemed to be admiring the bloody sunset - this seemed to be the first time the crew had filmed in the sun since filming began. , he greedily bathed in the warmth of the sun.
"What's going on over there?" Brad only felt that he was breathing quickly, and the gun in his hand lifted up involuntarily, aiming at Morgan and Hugo, but he stepped back uncontrollably. At the moment, Morgan and Hugo are his enemies.
Morgan looked down at the gun in his hand. He tried his best to avoid contact with Hugo. He looked straight at Brad, and then threw his gun first - away from Hugo's direction, and spoke again. Persuade Brad, "Throw the gun away."
"Let me see that box, what's in that box!" Brad also felt something was wrong, he entered defensive mode like a hedgehog, and looked at Morgan angrily, he couldn't control his emotions, everything was As if there was an invisible thread pulling, his emotions were like a volcano, just about to move.
"Because I'm jealous of your ordinary life..." Hugo's voice was slow and powerful, in sharp contrast to Brad's impatience and Morgan's eagerness, like a clear spring in midsummer, easily attracting everyone attention.
Brad stood stiffly where he was, and Morgan forced himself to ignore Hugo, stepping closer to Brad, saying softly, "Put the gun down."
"It seems that jealousy is the crime I committed." Hugo seemed to be reciting poetry, so beautiful that it made people cry, but at this time no one wanted to appreciate it.
Brad looked at Morgan who was getting closer to him, and took two steps back again, full of unease, "Oh, what the hell is in the box! What the hell is in the box!" He faced Morgan, aggressive, Morgan had nothing to do. Except for the phrase "put the gun down," he couldn't organize words at all.
"He just told you." Hugo whispered, only a wisp of air left, as if whispering in the baby's ear after putting the baby to sleep.
That gentle tone was creepy, but to Brad, it seemed like a demonic language rising from the depths of hell, penetrating Morgan's persuasion, penetrating his own roar, and penetrating the air. The depression and heat penetrated the panic-stricken atmosphere and burst directly on the edge of his eardrum, which made his emotions completely out of control, and walked towards Hugo with a pistol, shouting angrily, "You lie!"
"You fucking liar!" Brad aimed the gun directly at Hugo's shiny forehead, and his voice roared from the depths of his soul, "Shut up!"
"He just wants you to be like this." Morgan reluctantly walked over, his eyes still did not dare to touch Hugo, as if it were the devil, he could only look at Brad earnestly, his face pleading and urgent Said, "He just wanted you to kill him." As if the tears would burst in the next second.
"No!" Brad turned away from Morgan like a trapped beast, and then kept spinning in place, his thoughts were already in a mess, and he could only growl angrily, "No!" He After thinking about it, he looked back at Morgan, "You tell me, you come and tell me, what he said is not true."
"Revenge! David." Hugo's expression gradually became colder. In fact, he had never shown any expression, but at this time, the terrifying light in his eyes finally revealed his original appearance, as if he was a stalker. lure. Eve was like a snake who stole an apple, and her voice was full of irresistible magic. The low and hoarse voice made the air tense.
"Tell me she's all right, tell me." Brad kept spinning in place, looking around in a panic, unable to find the focus at all.
"Incarnate... get angry." Hugo said softly, the sound was like a cobra spitting out a letter, whispering softly, only the sound of tongue and air touching, like a warning record from the sky , but it sounded in the hearts of Brad and Morgan, and the utter cold instantly made them feel like they were in the ice and snow of the Arctic.
Brad felt that all this was too terrifying. Hugo's voice was obviously so soft, but it was like a magic sound filling his brain. He always easily entered his brain. He only felt that he was about to collapse and his anger would burst. Tears were about to burst, "Tell me she's fine!" Brad yelled angrily at Morgan, a world apart from Hugo's voice, but he felt that his voice was so weak, standing In front of Hugo, it was as if he was the sinner on his knees, while Hugo was a giant standing in the sky.
Morgan walked between Brad and Hugo, trying to block Brad's sight of Hugo, he raised his right hand in a defensive gesture, and said to Brad, "If you kill the suspect , David, you've been fooled..."
Morgan's voice was trembling, like walking on a tightrope, trembling slightly, the tension, the sensitivity, the fear, so clear, but it made Brad clearly aware that the truth he didn't want to admit might be true. , "No...no..." Brad was roaring like a lion covered in scars, but he couldn't express his anger and sadness even with a hoarse voice. It could be spinning and spinning again and again.
"She begged me for my life, Detective." Hugo looked calmly and directly at Brad, who was already crumbling, and a trace of cruel pleasure flashed in his eyes. The words were the venom spit out by the cobra, which accurately hit Brad's every shot. An inch of skin.
"Shut up!" Morgan began to dissuade Hugo, but he still did not dare to look Hugo's eyes directly, even if he just glanced at Hugo, it made him panic; and Brad was more because of Hugo's words , and directly aimed the muzzle at Hugo again.
Hugo's eyes blinked lightly, and his handsome eyebrows leaned in the middle, and then stretched out, as if he had just recalled the pleasure of life ending in his own hands, "She begs me for mercy!"
"Shut up!" Morgan's voice began to rise.
"And the child in her belly!" Hugo was unwilling, speaking faster and faster, and he could clearly feel the emotional fluctuations in his words. The cold-blooded pleasure seemed to emerge from the depths of the sea. Like a splash of water, one string after another, but the ice is biting to the bone, making all the muscles in the body stiff and unable to move.
Morgan's emotions finally got out of control. He didn't finish speaking until he heard Hugo's words, and gave Hugo a loud slap in the face, "Shut up!" Morgan never touched Hugo's eyes, but he did It feels like his emotions are always in Hugo's palm. No matter how he struggles and resists, he can't break free from Hugo's shackles. This feeling is really terrible. Hearing Hugo's cold voice with a trace of cruelty, Morgan finally couldn't hold back.
It's not in the script, but Morgan slaps Hugo so hard, it's not just his loss of control, it's the first time Samosey has lost control in the whole movie, even if Morgan wants to Control, he is also powerless. In this three-player rivalry, the rhythm is in Hugo's hands from beginning to end, and Morgan—even Morgan Freeman—has become Hugo's marionette.
Morgan froze in place, he looked at Hugo subconsciously, and waved his hand in astonishment, but he didn't see Hugo's panic, but saw Hugo's eyes slightly raised, He looked at himself with those amber eyes, just like that.
There was no special smile, no special expression, or even a special look in his eyes, but it was just such a raised look that made Morgan shudder twice in a row, and he suddenly realized that he had given the devil a shot. Slap in the face.