Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 1549: Its-show-time
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The best male protagonist like Zhou Qingfeng is on display. This year's Cannes Film Festival is destined to be bad luck. Even if he did n’t show up at the opening ceremony, he would wait until the grand ceremony ...
When the two ‘Lin Sen ’s appeared, both the movie star and the director and the journalist fans were extremely excited about this situation. This unprecedented red carpet show is so special that it is more attractive than what to wear in a backless dress, a hip dress, and a milk dress.
Foreigners like to engage in this kind of tune. Even if they are shocked, they feel very happy. The media praised this ingenious appearance.
However, when gunshots and exclamations sounded in the movie palace, the people inside swarmed out, and the reporters and fans outside the court were suddenly forced. The police on the scene maintaining the order were all washed away by the violent crowd, and the French special police who received the alarm were also stopped from entering.
The Lumiere Hall, which was preparing for the awards ceremony, was originally full of lights and laughter. Celebrities from all walks of life greeted and joked, and everyone was excited for the next award.
When the hall was suddenly closed and the passageway was blocked, the people in the background were rushed out one by one, and more than a dozen men with guns in their headscarves appeared. Everyone at the scene looked at each other suddenly. A security officer tried to stop, and the gunshots rang.
Sudden gunshots screamed over a thousand men and women in the venue. Some panicked, some were paralyzed, and some were fainted. The continuous gunfire forced everyone to be quiet, and the sober people could only lie on the back of the rows of chairs in the field and sobbed.
At the moment, "Poisonous Spider" is in a dressing room in the background. She is as beautiful and beautiful as in the mirror, but she can't stop sighing in her heart. It's really unexpected that things have come to this point.
On the floor of the makeup room lies the chairman of the organizing committee, Vio. This big director who is somewhat blessed is a Spanish and has a good reputation at the European Film Festival. However, it is inevitable that there are some inconsistencies in the private practice of art. Now he also seeks benevolence and goes to hell.
There are still a few people in the dressing room, such as Charlize, who once had a leg with Zhou Qingfeng, or a few gorgeous ocean horses that are famous for being sexy. These beauties were all terrified at the moment, either fart urinating or trembling.
"Go to the front desk, I will introduce you to a super-big-name guy, a real super-big-name. Because compared to him, you are nothing. He is the real actor, an actor who cheated the whole world. "Poisonous spider's finger flicked, and behind him several jihadists stepped forward.
The big ocean horses were dragged out of the dressing room rudely. They screamed and pleaded one by one, or their legs shivered softly. The "Poisonous Spider" in the dressing room took out a cigarette, spit a smoke ring in the mirror after lighting, and waited silently.
When Liu Zonghan escaped, he issued a warning to the "Poison Spider" prepared on the third floor of the Movie Palace. The "Poison Spider" immediately wanted to escape. But she soon found that she couldn't go, because the people she arranged around the movie palace to provide evacuation channels were losing contact one after another.
It is foreseeable that a large net is shrouded around the movie palace, and as long as "Poisonous Spider" appears, it will be captured. The venomous spider has few choices. She can only tell the jihadists around her: "Do what you want to do, destroy and kill."
The jihadists who are not recruited are like wild horses. They don't care about life and death, they just want to vent wantonly, and use their or others' lives to declare their existence. The entire movie palace immediately blew a horror storm.
There is no one else in the dressing room. ‘Poisonous Spider’ grabbed his phone and called the police in Cannes. After indicating her identity and current situation, she elaborated several requirements.
"Communications and power cannot be interrupted, and live broadcasts must continue."
"If the police dare to attack and rescue, the explosives installed in the hall will immediately explode."
"To save thousands of hostages, let Lin Sen come."
"If Lin Sen does not appear within ten minutes, we kill one person every minute."
"We have many hostages, and we can persist for a long time, or we can kill blood on the ground."
The French police and even the French government were stunned by the cold words. The Cannes Film Festival is the face of France. Such an important international event is actually held by terrorists with more than 1,000 hostages?
This is over!
The scenes of the film festival spread all over the world through satellites, and the media staying in the film palace are even more desperate to report. The original film event became a horror party, and the terrorist's request made Lin Sen stand on the storm.
"You can't go." Facing the request of "Poisonous Spider", the first officer to stand up was the Guoan female officer. She first grabbed Zhou Qingfeng's's hand, followed and even hugged him directly, her face was serious and firm, and she did not intend to make any concessions.
"I have to go to the award. My Golden Palm, my best male protagonist." Zhou Qingfeng is also a very helpless smile.
"Are you still thinking about receiving the award?" The female officer looked at the fake, "Let this guy go."
I do n’t know what happened to the counterfeit goods. Zhou Qingfeng split his neck with a split back, "This guy wo n’t be helpful, I have to go by myself."
"You have gone to death." The female officer refused to let go.
"You have to go to find death, not necessarily death." Zhou Qingfeng reached out and scraped the female officer's nose. "I know you care about me, but I must go. Let go, you can't stop me."
The duty of the female officer is to ensure the absolute safety of Zhou Qingfeng's, but Zhou Qingfeng breaks her arms apart with only a slight effort. She was sweating and sweating anxiously, useless, almost crying. After breaking free, Zhou Qingfeng pointed to counterfeit goods and Liu Zonghan commanded: "Handle the corpse, this is your duty."
Walking out of the lounge on the third floor of the release hall, Zhou Qingfeng walked down the stairs, and saw four other people from Wasteland and a police officer.
While waiting for the Zhou Qingfeng to speak, a police officer stepped forward and ordered: "Mr. Lin, please leave the evacuation tunnel at the rear, and let us handle the situation at the scene."
"No, I have to save people."
"The unreasonable demands of terrorists are absolutely unacceptable. Our negotiators will persuade each other to change the condition."
"If you can persuade, then you are not a terrorist. I have a responsibility to rescue those innocent people."
"Those terrorists have already killed many celebrities in the venue, they do n’t care to kill you one more. They must want to force you to appear, because killing you can cause more sensation. This is what they want. "
"If I can be used in exchange for the survival of more than a thousand people, I should have played."
Zhou Qingfeng said that the majesty of the righteousness is full of noble feelings of self-denial. The police at the scene were already overwhelmed. They didn't want to let Zhou Qingfeng go, but they couldn't let him go because of reason.
And there are many media reporters who are also being evacuated at the scene. They filmed the scene of Zhou Qingfeng asking for rescue. When these photos and videos are uploaded in the media, the image of Zhou Qingfeng's becomes more and more magnificent-this liar is deceiving people all the time.
"Ten minutes are approaching, let me go." Zhou Qingfeng pushed away the policeman who was already a godless man and walked generously towards the entrance of the Lumiere Hall of the Cinema.
The entrance of the hall was blocked by debris, and more than twenty special policemen covered the doorpost and hid. Police negotiators wearing bullet-proof vests are persuading terrorists to leave at the door. The police promise not to pursue them and are willing to give money and transportation.
But a hooded jihadist completely ignored the conditions of the police. He held a gun behind the barricade in the hall and yelled, "Let Lin Sen come, let Lin Sen come, let Lin Sen come".
Zhou Qingfeng has a very fast number of steps, and passes through the special police hiding behind the gate post to reach the entrance of the hall. Along the way, he adjusted his suit, buttoned his chest, pinched his hair, and shouted, "Okay, don't worry, I'm here."
It’s-show-time.