Chapter 717 Let the Bullets Fly a Little Longer
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."]
Zhang Mazi might be the one who yelled.
Huang Silang's watchtower seems to be very similar to the iron house in this passage.
Just like that, Zhang Mazi rode his horse and yelled many laps.
Here, the method of "using movement to complement the stillness" is used to make the audience nervous and expectant.
On the long street, the audience saw people with guns one after another!
In an instant, the whole theater was boiling!
Calling and shouting hoarsely again and again, running wildly without giving up again and again, in exchange for the bloody scene in front of me.
All the audience got goosebumps!
Countless people followed behind them and rushed towards Huang Silang's watchtower.
But when Zhang Mazi and others came outside the watchtower, there was no one behind them, only a flock of geese from the goose city followed.
"It's too early to be happy, no one will help us!"
The audience was bewildered.
Why.
Why did they get scared halfway through the charge and gave up again?
Huo Yuan and the others didn't know how to describe this movie for a while, or rather, it was already a magic movie in their hearts.
Yes, there are a lot of hot-headed people in this world.
But they are also mostly the quickest to give up.
Because the road ahead is unknown.
Throughout history, there are many people who gave up their ideas halfway, and many people turned around and became traitors.
There are only a small number of people who don't know what the road ahead is like.
But still chose to burn!
It is said that a single spark can start a prairie fire.
But someone has to turn into that spark first.
Zhang Mazi glanced back, and slowly retracted the knife into its sheath.
"Understood."
"They will help whoever wins." Zhang Mazi said in a deep voice.
They started shooting at the gate.
This iron door is so thin, the iron sheet seems to be as thick as a layer of paper.
But no one dared to launch a general attack with them.
Some viewers are confused and don't understand why the bullets are wasted here, just to vent their anger?
In the midst of the gunshots, Lao San, who went to find Sister Hua and the missing Huang Silang's substitute, finally came back.
He brought back the substitutes of Sister Hua and Huang Silang.
Sister Hua's explanation was that Huang Silang's double ran away, so she went after him.
The third child's explanation was that if she went after her, he would stop her.
Ordinary audiences were confused: "This stand-in is a singer, so how did he get out of tune in the first place?"
"Third Brother is so powerful, how many days will it take to chase after Sister Hua and a substitute?"
"Besides, Sister Hua doesn't look right at first glance. There is something wrong with this woman."
"The third child doesn't look right in front of him, he has long been disloyal."
But Zhang Mazi didn't ask any more questions.
All he wants now is this result.
He needs this Huang Silang's substitute.
In fact, there was a detail earlier, that is, Huang Silang asked someone to ask for support.
Support said it would arrive in three days.
After three days, the support people did not come.
Sister Hua and the third child came back with their doubles to help Zhang Mazi at this time.
Several people fired at the watchtower continuously, and the firepower was terribly fierce.
"These are four fucking people?" Huang Silang was dumbfounded.
The gentry in Goose City, hearing the gunshots, also thought that the fight was in full swing.
"It's going to kill someone."
"At least one must die."
It's all a group of spectators.
But this is what Zhang Mazi wanted.
At dawn, the double was tied up.
Everyone lifted the double up.
Obviously he spent the whole night firing empty guns without hitting anything, and no one rushed into Huang Silang's watchtower, but Zhang Mazi shouted: "Brothers, we have won the battle and returned triumphantly!"
"Understood?" he asked.
"clear!"
"Say it again!"
"Win, Triumph!"
Zhang Mazi stretched out a hand and said loudly, "Show off! Follow me!"
Just like this, they carried the double and went to the streets of Goose City to show off.
Wu Juren turned into a master of rhythm, shouted happily, and said rhythmically: "Huang Silang has been arrested, Huang Silang has been arrested!"
At this moment, Huo Yuan and the others were dumbfounded.
Fuck, can you still play like this?
"False is true and true is also false!" Huo Yuan felt that this scene was too enjoyable.
At this time, the people of Goose City ran out with guns in their hands, and gathered together to shout and cheer.
Huo Yuan only felt that Zhang Mazi's ideological awareness was too high.
This just corresponds to the line he told Master Tang that his name is Zhang Muzhi.
People don't believe that a hemp bandit is called Zhang Muzhi, they think that a hemp bandit should be called Zhang Mazi, and it should be full of pockmarks.
People only believe what they want to believe.
It doesn't matter if I have pockmarks or not!
Whether he is really Huang Silang is not important at this moment!
The important thing is - do they believe it or not!
Huo Yuan only felt a burst of freshness rushing straight to his soul.
In the exciting background music, Zhang Mazi picked up a long knife and chopped off the double's head in public.
At this time, the false magistrate became the real magistrate.
Because behind him, there was no one from Goose City.
Now, behind him are all the people of Goose City.
But what about inside the bunker?
Huang Silang, who watched this scene with a telescope in the watchtower, was stunned.
Shocked, he uttered the famous line:
"Oops, Oops! I'm a stand-in!"
The double was beheaded as Huang Silang, so the real Huang Silang became a double?
Zhang Muzhi, whose shirt was stained with blood, held a long knife and shouted to the cheers of the crowd: "Go to the watchtower! Take back your own things!"
At this time, the people seemed to be crazy, and rushed to the watchtower with their guns.
Wu Juren even took the lead.
The iron gate that no one dared to attack before was really like paper at this time.
Wu Juren smashed it with his body!
It's so ironic, this scene is so ironic.
Hu Qian originally came to guard the watchtower with a gun, but when he saw that something was wrong, he wanted to sneak into the team, pretending to be an internal response, and shouted: "Follow me!"
Wu Juren carried the stand-in's head, went up and beat him, knocked him out, fuck you!
All the audience felt that this scene was both shocking and funny.
But....so realistic again!
So far, Huo Yuan and others feel that the depth of this movie has been fully demonstrated, and the pattern is big enough.
But is that really big enough?
Not enough, far from enough.
I saw everyone rushing into the bunker and emptying everything inside.
The real Huang Silang was also caught and bullied as a stand-in.
Zhang Muzhi took Huang Silang aside and sat down, and the two began to chat.
Huang Silang took a puff of cigarette and asked him, "What's the next step? Stay in Goose City and replace me?"
"I'm not poultry." Zhang Muzhi took a puff from the flue.
It is said that the dragon slaying warrior will eventually become a dragon.
When the brave man slaughtered the dragon, looked at the treasure in the dragon's cave, and sat on it, dragon scales slowly grew on his body.
But it was obvious that Zhang Muzhi had no such plan.
When everyone is sharing the joy of victory, great leaders are often thinking about the future direction.
Huang Silang threw away the cigarette butt, and said: "The money is yours, I accept it, why should you give it to them?"
"Master Huang, let me ask you a question." Zhang Muzhi turned to him.
"explain."
"Are you saying money is more important to me, or you are more important to me?" he asked.
"Me." Huang Silang said without thinking.
"Think again." Zhang Muzhi shook his head.
"Could it be money?" Huang Silang was puzzled, frowned slightly, and sighed.
"Think again."
"I'm still important." Huang Silang said firmly.
"You and money are neither important to me." Zhang Muzhi said.
Huang Silang turned his head in astonishment, and looked at him.
"Then who is important?"
The next moment, Zhang Muzhi said something that made Huo Yuan and the others feel like their brains exploded at once, and the whole movie's structure was filled at this moment.
——"Without you, it means a lot to me."
Huang Silang is a symbol of a class of people, and the world is full of Huang Silangs.
What he wants is a world without Huang Silang.
"I will do three things when I come to Goose City, fairness! Fairness! Fucking fairness!"
"Stand up, don't kneel!"
For some reason, Huo Yuan felt his hands trembling.
He still remembered that person.
"Someone asked, who is the greatest person in China? The people said it was him, and he said it was the people."
"The correct answer is the people."
"But if he doesn't show up, there won't be this answer."
In the movie, Zhang Muzhi gave Huang Silang a gun, and he knew he was a decent man.
As soon as the screen changed, the third child and the others were pushing bicycles, leading Sister Hua.
"Brother, we are going to go to Shanghai." The youngest said.
"Aren't you going back to the mountains with me?" Zhang Muzhi asked as he walked.
"I still want to go back to the mountains, but your legs and feet are so weak." The third child said.
"Why...you didn't say hello to me." Zhang Muzhi asked.
"Isn't this about to say hello to you?"
"Aren't you going to send money around like a gangster with me?" He asked Sister Hua again.
"Isn't the money shining today? Is there anything more enjoyable than today? Look, I'm already wearing this." Sister Hua changed her clothes.
"So...you changed your mind?" Zhang Muzhi asked.
"That's needless to say." She glanced at the third child and the others.
In a conversation, the third child also expressed that he would marry Sister Hua for the second brother.
Zhang Muzhi asked them, are they not happy being with him?
Everyone said they were happy, but it was not easy.
Only Lao Qi did not answer directly.
Zhang Muzhi took out the gun, imitating Sister Hua's appearance at the beginning, pointing the gun at his own head and pointing the gun at the person in front of him.
This time, everyone stood in front of Sister Hua.
But when Sister Hua pointed at Zhang Muzhi like this, everyone sat down.
"Girl, you look better when you hold the gun like this."
"I'll see you off."
Everyone seems to have lost their original intentions.
They shouted goodbye, but he was left alone.
A gunshot made him turn around.
Huang Silang stood on a high place, the whole building exploded, and he was also submerged in the explosion.
As soon as the picture changes, Zhang Muzhi is sitting on the white horse, looking up at the eagle flying in the sky.
At the beginning of the movie, the eagle in the sky is also used as the first act.
However, Zhang Mazi back then was different from Zhang Muzhi now.
At this moment, he looks tired, alone, covered in dust.
He rode beside the railroad tracks.
It seems that everything has returned to the beginning again, and the train is pulled by a group of horses and gallops forward.
The song "Farewell" sounded again.
The ones sitting in the train this time were Lao San, Sister Hua and others.
The voice of the third child also sounded in the car: "Shanghai is Pudong, and Pudong is Shanghai!"
The dusty Zhang Muzhi suddenly turned his head.
His skin is exhausted, but his spirit is still like a white horse.
His eyes are extremely complicated.
"Farewell" here is particularly appropriate.
His former brothers left him, not just forgetting the original intention.
He looked at the rear of the car, and there seemed to be a figure standing there. From a distance, he looked very much like Huang Silang.
Huang Silang is dead.
But the Huang Silangs are still there.
His former brothers have become the new Huang Silangs.
Zhang Muzhi looked at the train with endless fighting spirit and anger in his eyes.
Xiongguan Road is really like iron, and now it is over from the beginning.
The music at the beginning of the film began to sound, and he rode a tall horse, chased the train, and launched the final charge.
The movie "Let the Bullets Fly" officially ends in this scene.
The lights came on and the audience left.
Huo Yuan insisted on sitting in the corner.
"I want to see the subtitles at the back. I'm curious what the background music is called."
"Anyway, there are so many people, it's not safe for Cao Tong to sit in a wheelchair." He also gave a reason.
Everyone sat with him until the title of the song appeared in the subtitles - "The Sun Also Rises".
"Good name, good name!" Huo Yuan was full of praise.
He was very curious about the name of the song. When he finally saw the name, he was not disappointed. Instead, he felt that Luo Mo was a great talent, too talented.
This name suits him very well.
Everyone was idle anyway, so they began to discuss the ending of the movie.
Yao Yu and others feel that the ending of this movie is tragic, it seems to be a comedy, but the background is sad.
Solving the problem of a goose city made Zhang Muzhi become like this, but how many goose cities are there in this world?
Huo Yuan didn't think so.
He agrees that the ending is tragic, but he doesn't agree with Luo Mo's movie, which has a sad background.
Because he felt that if there were Huang Silangs in this world, there would be Zhang Muzhis!
"Look, in the last scene of the movie, the sun is already going down."
"Zhang Muzhi, who is exhausted and covered in dust, seems to have exhausted all his strength, but he can't stop the dusk, and he can't stop the reincarnation of history."
"But he still charged and chased after him," Huo Yuan said.
Damn, the back is so handsome, what the hell!
"However, new darkness will come, it's like an endless loop." Yao Yu said.
On Earth, many people are arguing whether Huang Silang's death was faked or not. He didn't actually die. He got on the train.
But these literary masters seem to have their own tacit understanding. They all believe that Huang Silang is dead. The back of Huang Silang here is actually a metaphor, an image.
The third class is obviously a dragon slaying warrior who will eventually become a dragon.
But Zhang Muzhi did not.
Didn't he just do that action in the end, pointing the gun at the enemy with one hand and pointing the gun at himself with the other.
His original intention has not changed.
"Did you forget the name of this piece?" Huo Yuan began to argue.
Darkness is coming back.
But, you who are in the dark, don't be afraid! Tomorrow, "The Sun Also Rises"!
"The sky doesn't dawn in an instant," Huo Yuan said.
"Let the bullets fly a little longer!"
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