68: Can't kill you with a blank? I'll nail you to the ground!

No one answered.

The shot was actually fired by Huang Jingyu.

He had a straightforward personality; seeing the Terrorist harassing the Film Crew's actress, he just fired a shot.

Only after firing did he start to feel afraid.

Facing the Terrorist's questioning now, he looked around nervously.

Brainwashing himself, he pretended he didn't know anything about it either.

The people in the Film Crew naturally guessed it was him.

Hai Qing and Zhang Ze were glad they had held down Lin Pei's hand just now.

"See, the Film Crew's guns are no good; they have no power at all."

"After all, they're blank rounds; they can't even penetrate the roof of the bus."

"The accuracy is way off, too."

"..."

The Terrorist clearly had no intention of letting it go.

He picked up the blank round and looked at it.

His eyes were full of sarcasm.

"What the fuck is this?"

Now, even those who didn't understand English immediately grasped his meaning.

He was wondering what kind of piece of junk this was.

Finding no response, the Terrorist seemed to be provoked.

The two of them actually started questioning everyone one by one from front to back.

They grabbed a local and questioned him harshly.

"You fired?"

The local shook his head frantically.

"No!"

"Bang bang!"

The local's head was blown off as well.

"Ah!!"

The air inside the bus suddenly became tense and terrifying to the extreme.

If everyone was unsure before whether the Terrorists would kill them all...

...it was clear now; weren't they just making them wait in line for death?

By now, the Terrorist had walked past the fresh corpse to the back row.

The dark muzzle of the gun was pointed at Huang Jingyu.

"You fired?"

Huang Jingyu was on the verge of tears.

Dammit.

Should he answer yes or no?

Wouldn't either answer lead to death?

The key was that this Terrorist wasn't even following the seat order.

After killing someone in the first row, he had come straight here.

Did he have the words "fired a sneaky shot" written on his face?

Huang Jingyu's voice trembled.

"Yes or no?"

The Terrorist realized something and pressed the gun against his forehead.

"It was you?"

Huang Jingyu panicked.

"Yes."

"No, no, no..."

The sound of a bolt being pulled rang out.

Everyone in the Film Crew stared in Huang Jingyu's direction.

Lin Texian's forehead was covered in beads of sweat.

At this moment, he regretted it.

If they had united when the Terrorists first showed up, they might have been able to overpower them with their numbers.

Now that a gun was pressed against someone's head, it was too late even if they wanted to charge.

But he knew that thinking about it was one thing.

Because the other party had guns and were physically strong and robust.

Even if they had united from the start, sacrifices would have been unavoidable.

As the Terrorist's finger moved to the trigger, everyone's hearts leaped into their throats.

"Bang!"

Huang Jingyu fell to the ground at the sound.

The Terrorist looked down at his gun, which had been shot out of his hand, feeling very confused for a moment.

He didn't seem to have had time to fire, did he?

His companion in the back was about to pull the trigger when, with a bang, his gun was also shot away.

At the same time, he took two shots to the hand, making him grimace in pain.

It was just that the bullets weren't powerful enough, and perhaps the distance was too far; they only embedded slightly into the flesh and didn't seem very serious.

The opponent's weapons were a bit poor.

Hai Qing and Zhang Ze looked at Lin Pei beside them, who was holding a gun, and were so shocked they couldn't close their mouths.

He had clearly just fired a few shots casually.

How did he manage to be so fast, accurate, and ruthless?

He actually made the Film Crew's crappy guns feel like real commando sniper rifles.

Almost everyone in the Film Crew cried out in unison.

"Holy crap, that was cool!"

By now, Lin Texian had helped Huang Jingyu up.

Huang Jingyu opened his eyes and felt his head.

"Ah... poor Director, you're dead too."

"Sigh, we followed right after each other."

"Those damn Terrorists!"

He looked up and almost lost his soul.

"Holy shit."

"Are the Terrorists dead too?"

"Did we all die together?"

Hai Qing took the opportunity to pinch his arm.

"Wake up, you're not dead. Lin Pei shot their guns away."

Huang Jingyu looked closely.

It really was so.

When the Terrorists reached down to pick up their guns, Lin Pei accurately landed a few more shots on their hands.

But the bullets were really low-quality; even so, they endured the pain and picked up their guns.

"Bang bang bang!"

If the Terrorists were allowed to pull the trigger, the consequences would be unimaginable.

So, instinctively, Lin Pei fired several shots at the Terrorist's heart.

One Terrorist was knocked unconscious on the spot.

The other one was extremely tenacious; even after taking several shots to the heart, he still tried to pick up the gun.

Everyone gasped.

The quality of these blank rounds is terrible.

The scene took on the feel of Plants vs. Zombies.

This is way too hard.

Lin Pei stood up from his seat, holding the gun.

With a leap, he pinned the Terrorist to the ground.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang..."

He fired point-blank, literally nailing the bullets into the Terrorist's body.

The Terrorist, now looking like a sieve with blood at the corners of his mouth, finally stopped moving.

The crisis was averted, and everyone cheered.

"Damn, Brother Lin is so cool."

"My Brother Lin looked even more ferocious than the Terrorists just now; he had this ruthlessness like he could kill as many Terrorists as showed up."

"It's the first time I've seen someone nail bullets into an enemy's body."

"There's no other way; these blank rounds can't kill anyone from a distance."

"..."

Then they turned around and started lining up to vomit into the trash can.

Oh my god.

This scene is too bloody.

This is a real-life scene.

Going abroad is way too exciting.

Lin Pei got off the Terrorist and had his shoulder patted by Zhang Ze.

"Lin Pei, is this your first time killing someone? Are you okay?"

He nudged Lin Pei toward the trash can.

"Here."

Lin Pei shook his head.

Strange, he did feel something just now.

Seeing everyone else reacting even more strongly, he seemed to lose that feeling.

Nearby, Huang Jingyu rushed over and hugged the trash can.

"Let me."

"..."

...After this ordeal, everyone didn't go to the Film Crew on the first day and returned to the hotel instead.

During the meeting in the Director's room, many people started getting cold feet.

"Director, this place isn't like what you said; it's really not peaceful here."

"Terrorists are too scary; you could lose your life in a second."

"How about we film back home? We can just build a similar set."

"..."

Lin Texian waved his hand.

"Everyone, believe me, this was just an accident."

"It's been quite peaceful here lately."

"Think about it, any normal foreign country has Terrorists. This time we were just unlucky and happened to run into them."

"I guarantee our Film Crew is truly very safe."

"We came abroad for on-site filming to achieve more realistic results."

"And also to better promote the film's theme; if we succeed, every one of you will have contributed greatly."

..."