Chapter 1559
Tragic
Although he was already a seasoned veteran, having experienced countless accidents on set, Zhang Yuan still felt a pang of anxiety upon hearing the words "someone died."
Death is a major event, no matter where in the world someone dies.
At least that's what he thinks.
Especially since he had just encouraged Liam Hemsworth to go head-to-head with Jean-Claude Van Damme.
Although it was those three old bastards who first instigated me, I call this "learning from the barbarians' superior techniques to control them."
But in the end, the last thing fell on my head. If something goes wrong, I won't be able to escape either.
The responsibility he was involved in made his heart race and his blood rush to his head.
Even my hands and feet felt a little numb.
"Hurry, hurry up..."
"Where did the accident happen?"
"Go and take a look!"
They quickly asked a staff member with a walkie-talkie to lead the way.
I jogged all the way, crossing the film set, and finally arrived at a river dock outside a grove of trees.
Zhang Yuan was still thinking, "Damn, they really know how to pick a place."
Holding a duel in a picturesque location is quite evocative.
Before he could even sigh, two people carrying a stretcher were running towards him from a short distance away.
While running, he shouted for the crowd to disperse and make way.
He has sharp eyes and quickly stood on tiptoe to look.
That's horrible!
At a glance, it was immediately noticeable that one of the arms on the stretcher was twisted and deformed.
Hmm... It seems to be more than just a transformation.
Zhang Yuanxin felt strange because he noticed that the clothes of the person on the stretcher were also torn.
What the hell!
Is Jean-Claude Van Damme's roundhouse kick really that powerful?
It felt like I'd been shot.
If I were there, I'd probably be the one lying here.
"Oh no!"
"That's terrible!"
Zhang Yuan sighed.
They all wrote the word "misery" on the other person's body.
Is it even possible to cure this?
Don't go home and tell his brother, or he'll fly all the way from Asgard and electrocute me.
The stretcher quickly passed by him.
Zhang Yuan glanced at him and saw a tall, blond man with a pale face, covered in mud.
Oh my god, it must be him.
Hammer Brother, it's not that I ruined you, it's the chaos of the times that ruined you!
And it harmed more than one person.
Ok?
Zhang Yuan noticed that just as one stretcher passed by, another one arrived.
Lying on top is an older man with black hair and a pale face, his legs twisted.
what?
Jean-Claude Van Damme assaulted someone, and in doing so, he also beat up everyone around him.
That's too brutal! (Sun Honglei's expression)
"That's terrible."
"Yes, it's terrible."
"It's truly tragic."
"That's right, that's right."
He sighed again, when a rough voice beside him joined in with a long sigh.
"Hey..." Zhang Yuan turned his head and saw a square face.
It was Jean-Claude Van Damme with his arms crossed.
Why are you talking like it's none of your business?
"You think it's tragic too?"
"Of course, it was one of the worst film set accidents I've ever seen."
“I’ve seen too much already. You might not be used to it yet, but I’m already a bit numb to it,” the older man said, his voice slightly hoarse as he gazed into the distance.
"Kid, I have a suggestion for you." The other person glanced at him sideways.
"Do nothing, say nothing."
After saying that, he patted him on the shoulder and turned to leave.
"What do you mean?" Zhang Yuan watched him walk away.
Why are you talking like that... and you even ran away?
“Mon chéri!”
Before he could react, a mournful female voice came from the direction from which the people had been transported, calling to him in familiar French.
His voice trembled, and his tone was filled with fear.
Zhang Yuan quickly looked in the direction of the sound and saw Jiang Yilang, whose face was deathly pale.
"what happened?"
He quickly went to meet them.
Previously, in public places, including on set, Ms. Jiang would always maintain an appropriate distance whenever there were outsiders present, unlike those clingy girls who flaunt their affections.
At that moment, she suddenly plunged into his arms.
And the moment she touched his shoulder, she burst into tears and cried loudly.
In just a short while, two more stretchers were brought over, both with twisted limbs and accompanied by painful groans.
This is not the worst.
Because there was a stretcher that would pass by at the end.
The stretcher was covered with something that looked like a waterproof sheet for protection.
Cloth can block the view, but it can't block the smell.
A burnt smell wafted over, similar to the smell of singeing pig skin and burning pig hair after slaughtering a pig for the Lunar New Year.
And because the road was uneven and the stretcher was bumpy, an arm with a bright red wound slipped out when it arrived.
"what!"
Miss Jiang screamed immediately upon catching a glimpse of it.
Zhang Yuan could clearly feel the other person's chest heaving violently against his, and he was terrified.
"It's okay, I'm here."
"Come with me... Can you walk?"
"If you can't, I'll carry you on my back or hug you."
"Huff, huff, huff..." After taking several deep breaths, Jiang Yilang shook his head and, with his help, swayed away from the scene.
After finding a place to sit down, they kept holding each other, and it took more than half an hour for the other person to gradually calm down.
"Please sit for a while."
"I'll go get you some hot tea."
"Mmm." The girl nodded and snuggled up on the lounge chair.
"You keep an eye on things," he instructed his assistant, then ran off to Stallone's side.
Pouring tea is a minor matter; we need to figure out what's going on.
The girl was clearly frightened; you might not get anything out of her if you asked her.
Even if you manage to get the answer, it will only relive the nightmare for the other person, which is detrimental to their recovery.
When they found Stallone, the guy was standing with his big, thick arms on his hips, leaning back and forth in a sigh, looking like he was in big trouble.
Especially after seeing him, she showed an embarrassed and guilty expression.
"Hey, Zhang..."
Even after careful questioning, they could only piece together the general situation.
In short, there was an accident on set.
But this accident was serious because, as the staff said, people died.
One person died, one was seriously injured, four were slightly injured, and a number of others were dizzy and disoriented, suspected of being affected and suffering from aftereffects.
The most serious types of accidents on set are falls, fires, explosions, and collapses.
If any of these four things happen, serious injury would be considered lucky.
What's even more terrifying is that these four things can create a chain reaction, all at once!
This is it.
The culprit is the bomb!
The crew built a pier on the water, and the plot involved the members of the suicide squad escaping in kayaks while being chased by the enemy.
There are helicopters in the sky and piers on the water.
The scene should be a fierce gunfight between a squad in a boat and a helicopter, with the helicopter firing a rocket that blows up the pier in front of the suicide squad.
The squadron emerged from the flames in their boat.
It's a standard action movie with big scenes; although it follows a familiar formula, it's still thrilling.
The crew consisted of a group of veterans, not some newcomers.
For the safety of the lead actors, stunt doubles were used for the entire scene.
Both good and bad luck lie in this matter.
Fortunately, a stunt double was used; otherwise, the show would have been ruined, and the entire cast would have been eliminated.
Unfortunately, some people will always be caught up in the whole thing.
Of the four major dangers, the most immediate is explosion.
Like most film set explosions, there are only two main reasons.
Automatic detonation indicates incorrect wiring, while manual detonation indicates misalignment.
The crew detonated it manually. They were supposed to press the button after the ship arrived, but they pressed it before it even crossed the line.
I don't know if it was from drinking too much or taking too many drugs.
Anyway, when your grandpa gets confused, my grandpa has to beg for food.
One mistake sent the entire ship of people flying into the sky.
After the explosion, it burned; the ship and the pier caught fire.
The person on the pier fell into the water and was knocked unconscious by the shockwave of the explosion, but he was the one who suffered the least injury.
Several people on the boat were instantly thrown into the air, and one of them was hit by the collapsing pier.
He was the most seriously injured of the four.
But the worst off was the one covered with a waterproof sheet.
He was closest to the blast point when the explosion occurred.
The face was no longer recognizable; the features were unrecognizable.
It's barely recognizable as a person.
Although he had been rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment, the director on set immediately knew that the man was doomed.
They've all been acting for decades, so they know it all too well.
The one who died was the young Chinese man who had taken a photo with him earlier and acted as Li Lianjie's stunt double.
They're even younger than me!
Because they were both Chinese, Stallone felt guilty when he was asked questions.
After listening, Zhang Yuan returned to the rest area in silence.
He still remembers that just a few dozen minutes earlier, the other person was telling him how proud he was to be able to come to the "Expendables" crew and be a stunt double for the kung fu emperor.
In a matter of moments, a precious life became a statistic in the news, the price of an accident and negligence.
While not very respectful, the phrase "fleeting" is quite apt.
He sat back down next to Jiang Yilang.
The other person was fiddling with their camera.
He also went out onto the water with the crew's photographers on their boat.
I was quite frightened after witnessing the accident firsthand.
Are you alright?
"Does anything hurt?"
"How are your hearing and eyesight?"
"I'm fine... Where's my tea?" Miss Jiang replied softly.
"I'm sorry, I forgot. I'm just glad you're alright."
"Hmm..." After a moment of silence, the other person spoke again: "But the camera got wet and the memory card is ruined."
"I'm glad you're okay. We can buy a new camera."
"I shouldn't have let you go," Zhang Yuan said regretfully, a wave of fear washing over him.
If something really happens, how am I supposed to explain it to his father?
"It was my own choice to go, so there's no need to blame myself."
"Your hugging me just now made me feel much more at ease, and I felt very warm." Jiang Yilang put one hand on his chest and grabbed his hand with the other.
"By the way, how are the injured people?"
She's only just recovered herself, yet she's already showing concern for others; this girl has a good heart.
After forcing a smile of relief, Zhang Yuan suddenly remembered what Jean-Claude Van Damme had told him.
The old artist is still as experienced as ever.
They told me to keep quiet and not to do anything.
I get it now.
The deceased was a Chinese person, so it's inevitable that he'll be associated with me.
The best course of action at this time is to hide, keep quiet, and let the production crew handle it.
First, distance yourself from the situation to reduce trouble.
"The production team will handle these matters."
"Just take care of yourself," he told me.
"I never knew film crews were so dangerous." Ms. Jiang's eyebrows furrowed, still shaken.
"Most film crews, especially those making modern urban romance films, are not in danger."
"Action movies are indeed the most dangerous film genre."
Aren't you scared?
"That's how work is. If you choose to do it, you have to do it well. You can only try to avoid getting hurt, but no one knows if an accident will happen." Zhang Yuan was quite frank.
"Even if you're not filming, an accident can still happen while walking on the street or sitting in a car."
“It’s different.” The other person shook their head: “But I respect your professionalism.”
Today's show is ruined.
With such a big incident, how can one concentrate on filming?
And within three hours, people from the Chinese Embassy in Bulgaria arrived at the scene to investigate and inquire, while another group went to the hospital to make arrangements for the aftermath.
He did not participate in the filming, so he took Jiang Yilang and left early to return to the hotel to rest.
After returning to her place, the girl kept fiddling with the camera, and after a while, she started crying again.
The aftereffects kicked in.
I coaxed her to take a shower and rest.
They insist on pulling you along, demanding you stay by their side at all times.
After washing up, she went crazy and started tossing and turning on the bed, as if today was the last day and she would have to become a nun if she didn't enjoy herself tomorrow.
Zhang Yuan understood that no matter how precocious or sensible one is, one is still young at heart.
Faced with such a major event, my mental state was on the verge of collapse, so I chose physical stimulation to relieve the mental stress.
Let's cooperate.
The other party even asked him to increase his strength, speed, and intensity.
She, on the other hand, opened up the limits, tore off the boundaries of shame, and maximized interactivity.
If Zhang Yuan hadn't maintained his basic rationality, his father would have been able to hold his grandson in 10 months.
Even after the girl collapsed from exhaustion, she still clung to his arm.
After falling completely asleep, Zhang Yuan finally left.
I went to the living room and turned on the TV.
The local capital's television station reported on the accident.
Open Weibo; this news hasn't reached China yet, but it will soon.
While Jean-Claude Van Damme is right, staying out of it is the best option at this moment.
But he still felt uneasy.
Why aren't you sleeping?
The bedroom door opened, and the girl, wearing only a thin nightgown, came to his side with her arms crossed.
"What are you thinking about?" I sat down and leaned against him.
"It's nothing, I'm just feeling a bit down."
"Is your compassion working?"
"Maybe." He rubbed his forehead and scratched his hair.
"And I always feel," he smacked his lips a few times, "that I've forgotten something."
……
Meanwhile, behind a secluded grove of trees within the filming location.
A tall, blond, blue-eyed, fair-skinned Australian suddenly woke up!
With one cheek pressed against the ground, her whole body was bent over, maintaining her posture as if she were looking at the world with her eyes open.
It was after Zhang Yuan stirred things up that Hammer Brother found Jean-Claude Van Damme to practice on.
The two sides are evenly matched in terms of strength.
Jean-Claude Van Damme is worth half a pound of gold, while Hammer Brother is worth eight ounces of scrap iron.
The result could be described as devastating.
You can only say that being young is great; you can fall asleep as soon as your head hits the pillow.
Jean-Claude Van Damme launched a spinning kick, and Van Damme immediately fell into a deep sleep.
The older man didn't expect the young people to be so unreliable. He wanted to help them, but then he heard chaos on set, with someone shouting that something had happened and someone had died.
He then hurriedly ran away.
And then... I forgot about him.
Jean-Claude Van Damme is over 60 now, so it's understandable that his memory isn't what it used to be.
Moreover, because of the major incident, the crew was in such a state of chaos that no one noticed that one of the main actors was missing.
This person stayed in the grove until dark.
After getting up, Hammer Brother searched around but couldn't find anyone.
"Are they even human?!"
"It's one thing if they don't take me seriously normally, but can't someone at least come and help me up?" the young man said angrily.
"What about people!"
"The crew of over two hundred people has left, and the floor has been mopped clean."
"They left me behind!"
Awoo!
The howling of wolves echoed around them, so the guy quickly fell silent and ran home by moonlight. (End of Chapter)