Chapter 974 968 Sweet Home

Home~

After Liu Momo left, the two kids woke up.

Yang Mi's mentality was a little broken.

Just a little bit.

Probably the degree of changing clothes.

Because there is another big complainer in the cigar bar.

Keanu Reeves.

Big brother, don't you know what a light bulb is?

At this moment, in the living room.

Yang Mi lay on the sofa with no desire to live, letting the two children climb up and down around her... In a trance, she felt like a dog.

Bitch... Bah, this word is a bit bad.

Female dog?

It doesn't seem to work either.

Oh!

Anyway, that's what it means.

It's like the kind of animal mother in the animal world lying there, and the cubs either come to suckle or crawl on her.

She is obviously very hungry, but she can only take care of the children all the time.

Because the father of that scum boy ate everything and didn't take responsibility...

Yeah!

That's right!

Everything is the fault of that bastard!

She was full of resentment in her heart.

But the cigar bar was full of fog.

In the smoke, Keanu Reeves said to Xu Xin:

"I think it's cold. Mr. Wick will not have mercy on any enemy. Just like in the script, he will shoot three times when he sees the enemy."

Xu Xin was stunned:

"Why three shots? Shouldn't he just shoot in the head?"

"......?"

After hearing this, the future "MR. Wick" also had a hint of doubt on his face:

"Mozambique, Xu, don't you know?"

"...MR. Wick, we have a gun ban."

"Ah?...Oh, you don't have guns."

MR. Wick suddenly realized, and then gestured to Xu Xin with a pistol:

"Xu, this is a shooting method, widely used in anti-terrorism and military operations..."

Xu Xin thought that there was nothing wrong with it.

"Anti-terrorism".

"Peace".

"World police".

They must be professionals.

He nodded slightly, and then Keanu Reeves continued:

"Don't be fooled by the name Mozambique, which belongs to Africa, but in fact this kind of gun technique was invented by us. The specific characteristics are two shots to the torso, which immediately eliminates the enemy's ability to resist, and then a shot to the head after the opponent falls to the ground. The headshot you mentioned is just a game, because the chance of hitting the enemy's head with one shot on the real battlefield is very small, so Mozambique shooting is a very practical gun technique. I think it is very suitable for Wick, the killer."

Hearing this, Xu Xin took out a notebook:

"How do you spell it?"

Keanu Reeves took it and quickly wrote a line of words on the paper.

Xu Xin took the paper to the computer, opened Google and started searching.

Then, several videos popped up.

Looking at the guys in military uniforms shooting, Xu Xin nodded slightly:

"Indeed, it looks very practical... but it's a little different from the movies. Keanu, can you do it?"

"I know, but I haven't trained. If you think it's possible... let's go to the weapons store tomorrow and let the professionals practice for us, how about that?"

"Okay. Foreigners like me can also shoot, right? I want to try the M4, preferably with a silencer... I've played with imitation AKs in the shooting range in our country, but I haven't played with the authentic M4..."

"..."

Xu Xin's words made Keanu Reeves a little confused about what to say.

He also plays online games.

He also plays CS...

But... it's because he plays it that he knows how big the gap is between this thing and real firearms.

As soon as Xu opened his mouth, he knew that the other party was also misled by the game CS.

He did a lot of harm to people...

But he still agreed happily:

"OK. No problem. Do you think the cold temperament I described about Wick is right?"

"Yes, and no."

"Why?"

"I think he must first conform to the temperament of a retired killer. If a person is still that cold in life, people will stay away from him after seeing him, which is not like a killer. In my opinion, a killer should be someone who looks very ordinary at first glance. Not to mention that he is not good-looking, but at least everything about him should look very low-key."

"Until his dog was killed?"

"That's right. Wick's dog died. It was a gift from his deceased wife. The gift he cherished most. This is a contrast. You have to give the audience a reasonable mentality conversion curve through a kind of...image transformation. From the moment of the transformation, you are no longer the ordinary person John Wick, but the terrifying BOOGY MAN~”

Speaking of this, Xu Xin paused, and then said:

“Keanu, why don’t we do this. Just like you said, in this movie, we don’t need the gunfire flying scenes in other gun battle movies. What is a killer? Ten steps can kill a person, and he will not leave any traces even if he walks a thousand kilometers. ”

“……?”

Hearing this, the future MR. Wick asked in confusion:

“Why ten steps?”

“Metaphor, this is a metaphor from our place. My meaning is very simple, so why don’t we abandon the previous Hollywood gun battle routines. For example, the sofa that cannot be penetrated is just a layer of wood, but the wooden table can block bullets like a frying pan. ”

“… A frying pan can block bullets?”

“Uh…”

Now, Xu Xin found out.

Let’s put aside the private interactions.

This guy is obviously the type who likes to get to the bottom of details when acting.

So, he shook his head:

“I’m just using a metaphor. Anyway, that’s what I mean. Since you think the Mozambique gun technique is more suitable, then, in close combat, we should try to be more realistic. There are not so many tricks in close combat, and the killer should be a one-hit kill. What’s more, Wick has retired, and a retired killer is older. For an older person, his physical strength may not be enough to support that kind of fancy fighting. So, we can make it more realistic. Try to use the technology in reality to reflect Wick’s one-hit kill killer style...”

“Wow, cool! For example?”

“For example, kicking the balls.”

“…”

“Believe me, this trick is really useful. Yang is very professional!”

“…???”

This is the nth time that Keanu Reeves has shown a puzzled expression.

Yang is very professional?

His eyes unconsciously fell on Xu Xin's pants.

Xu...

Is Xiao Xu okay?

Okay.

This idea is ridiculous.

But I have to admit...

Xu's idea is great.

A different type of gunfight from the traditional Hollywood genre, with real guns and real swords, almost true to life fighting scenes, a realistic style, a movie about killers. A revenge movie about a cold killer...

It sounds great!

...

"Wow! I mean... Yang... Wow!"

At the table, Keanu Reeves looked extremely surprised.

Then he pinched his thumb, index finger, and middle finger together, similar to the gesture of the Chinese people using their hands to describe the number "7", and then kissed it with his lips, and made a pulling motion.

It's a bit like pinching a piece of gum from your mouth and pulling it out.

It's a classic Italian gesture, representing the deliciousness of the food in your mouth.

"No tomatoes, no cheese, just pork, cucumber, bean sprouts... This is the most delicious bowl of noodles I have ever eaten. Wow! God, it's great."

The resentment of the two pairs of pants disappeared the moment he heard the compliment from his friend.

Who would refuse the compliment of a handsome guy?

What's more, this handsome guy is Keanu Reeves.

The dream ship in many people's hearts.

Even if he often says that he is old...but he is old, he is still the old handsome Keanu Reeves.

"Oh, look at what you said...If you like it, I will cook a pot for you tomorrow, you can take it back. When you want to eat it at home, cook some pasta, scoop a spoonful, and add some vegetables to eat."

The conspicuous bag, who was praised like a peacock, was almost red now.

With this mood, the atmosphere of this meal was perfect.

After dinner, the future Mr. Wick got up and said goodbye. Xu Xin looked at the taillights of his Harley motorcycle as it drove away, and subconsciously said:

"So handsome..."

Yang Mi nodded unconsciously:

"Indeed, there are not many people who look like both the East and the West."

"..."

Xu Xin was speechless for a moment:

"Are you sick? I'm talking about that motorcycle."

"That's what I said."

Yang Mi smiled triumphantly and pulled him into the house:

"Let's go, don't even think about the motorcycle, it's a meat-wrapped iron thing, I don't agree with you riding it."

"...That's a man's romance."

"Romance can't be eaten, just give up on it."

Obviously, she has drawn a clear line.

As a person, there are always things you can do and things you can't do in this life. And motorcycles are obviously one of them.

Well...I have to write it in the house rules tomorrow.

Write it under "Xu Xin cannot gamble or take drugs."

...

Took my husband all the way to the backyard.

At night, the lights in the swimming pool are on, and the reflection of the water adds a bit of life to the dark yard.

Yang Mi holds a cup of mojito in her hand, and squeezes on a lounge chair with Xu Xin, resting her head on her husband's arm with a look of comfort.

"Ha~ comfortable~"

After sucking half a cup with a straw, she sighed with satisfaction.

Put the cup on the table, turn sideways, and bury her head in her lover's chest.

At this moment, Nuan Nuan and Yang Yang were taken to take a bath by their grandma and grandpa, and she could finally enjoy a moment of tranquility with her husband.

"Brother."

"Hmm?"

"I declare you~"

She rubbed her face happily and hugged him tighter.

Xu Xin asked:

"When are we leaving?"

"The day after tomorrow... Oh, why are you talking about this? I'm so annoyed. Next time I participate in a Hollywood movie, I'll be a dog! Really... They treat people like animals. It's outrageous!"

"Ha... Um."

She was complaining, but Xu Xin yawned.

He was a little sleepy.

As a result, before he finished yawning, his waist suddenly hurt!

"Hiss~ What are you doing!"

"Don't make trouble, young man. Do you know how long I've been craving you? I sleep with a pillow between my legs every day, it's so annoying! And... Think about what day it is today!"

Xu Xin was stunned at first...

Then his face changed immediately:

"Relatives are coming?"

"Well, there are no taboos today!"

At first, this seemed to be quite right.

But Xu Xin was panicked.

It's over.

How could I forget about this?

"I... well... I just took a flight for more than ten hours, so I may not be in a very good condition..."

"Brother, isn't that right? Have you forgotten how awesome you were back then? What... I can handle Malone anytime, seven days a week, 24 hours a day. Did you say that?"

"No, no, no, you remembered it wrong, that was what Rodman said."

"Really? But I remember you were so proud at the time. The pride on your face... Tsk tsk..."

"No way..."

Xu Xin quickly denied it.

Of course, he didn't admit defeat:

"I'm not saying I can't do it, I'm just not in good condition. But I'm more than enough to deal with you."

"... Hehe, just brag."

Yang Mi rolled her eyes, and then nudged into her husband's arms again.

The evening breeze in Beverly Hills was particularly pleasant, and her anxious mood finally calmed down after a long time.

"Hubby~~"

"Hmm?"

"You've worked hard."

"..."

A plain word made Xu Xin's heart tremble.

He held the girl in his arms and kissed her forehead gently:

"It's not hard, what's the big deal?"

"It's tiring to take care of two children."

"The parents are also tired."

"...Hehe."

Seeing that he tried hard to avoid feeling guilty, Yang Mi laughed silly again.

Like a child.

Forget it.

Let's not talk about it.

Her hand was on Xu Xin's waist, and her legs were crossed.

Between her breath, she could smell the familiar smell of tobacco.

This smell accompanied her through the best college years.

It also turned into a solid wall of longing to resist loneliness on countless nights.

He also tolerated all her shortcomings, willfulness, and all kinds of bad emotions...

"Hubby~"

"Hmm?"

"Actually, when I'm here alone, sometimes I feel that it's better to stay in a hotel. At least the hotel has a sense of popularity... I feel very sad to be guarding such a big house by myself... I don't even think this is my home. Because without you... home is where you are."

Hearing this, Xu Xin shook his head again:

"No, it should be said that when we are together, it is home."

"Dad~Mom~Where are you?"

Before the voice fell, Nuan Nuan's voice came from behind the recliner.

"Here."

Xu Xin subconsciously flicked his wife's head away, turned his head to look at his daughter in a small flower skirt and pajamas, smiled and waved.

Yang Mi sighed silently with regret.

Alas...

Good times are always so short.

Soon, Nuan Nuan walked barefoot to the recliner.

Seeing her parents squeezed on a chair, she naturally climbed onto the chair by holding her mother's legs, and then squeezed between the two of them in a very "unreasonable" way.

"Dad, I'm done washing! You smell it~"

Xu Xin smiled and leaned over to his daughter's arm and sniffed:

"Oh, it smells so good~ Come on, let the big bad wolf take a bite~ Awooo~"

"Hehehe, no~ no~"

Nuannuan began to twist and dodge.

She quickly turned around and hid in her mother's arms.

Yang Mi hugged her daughter, feeling the warmth transmitted from her warm little hands, and suddenly smiled.

This smile was not as sweet as before.

There was only the gentle maternal radiance.

Forget it.

Come on, little troublemaker.

She is my baby~

With her and her father... this is the most complete family.

home~

sweet home~

……

"A-choo."

Yangyang, who was being wiped with a bath towel by his grandfather, sneezed.

He rubbed his nose.

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