Facing the aim of more than a dozen muzzles, the young man standing at the door was completely scared, his legs were so weak that he almost collapsed on the ground. However, Lance, who was standing in the center, did not have any stage fright. Not only that, his blue eyes even stirred up storm, and his eyes were staring at Man** in a flash and thunder. His domineering aura and strength made Man** feel at a disadvantage.

The hands holding the pistol began to sweat.

Lance is betting that Man**’s sudden attack today is due to the cause, and Man** hopes to solve the problem through conversation, otherwise he would not invite Lance to the door at all. The set is not just a siege, but things can be even more ugly and worse. Since Man** intends to talk, it means that there is still room for maneuver. So, this is a big gamble - a big gamble with no way out.

Man** looked at Lance carefully, but was a little uncomfortable under the gaze of those eyes, but he hid it well, and without warning, the smile at the corner of his mouth burst out with relief, and he chuckled, "I think we need to have a good communication." At the same time, Man** waved his hand and signaled everyone to put the gun down.

One after another, the muzzle was put down, and the extremely tight atmosphere remained in the air, but at least it brought oxygen back to the lungs, and it felt like everyone was alive in an instant.

Under Mann's gesture, a young guy about nine or ten years old next to him moved a bench and placed it in the center of the room. Then everyone else slowly left the room in Mann's gesture. Lance looked back at Percy and whispered, "You go out too."

Percy felt that his clothes had been wet with sweat twice. A breeze blew, and his whole body was trembling, but he had no time to care about himself. He looked at the submachine gun at Man**'s hand, his eyes were full of anxiety, and he was unwilling to leave Lance here alone.

Lance shook his head slightly, stopping Percy from saying anything before he could say, "You go out too, and then act according to the plan." Percy's face tightened, and he also realized the meaning of Lance's words.

In fact, both Lance and Percy were very dangerous at this time. After the two separated, they were comparable to one-on-one shots. Lance faced Man** alone, while Percy had to face the entire gang's gunmen directly outside. What's more, Percy still had a mission.

But Percy thought of his task and his face became even more ugly, his eyebrows were tangled together, and he asked in a low voice, "Are you sure?"

Lance just blinked, but did not answer, patted Percy's arm, "Be careful." After that, Lance ignored Percy, calmly sat on the bench, then calmly raised his legs, and the curling cigarettes from the tip of his left finger were lingering, as if all the tension had settled down.

Percy felt his shoulder sink heavily, and the urgent and bitter emotion grabbed his heart hard, almost suffocating. Then Percy bit his tongue hard, turned around and strode away from the room, but the pace did not stop, but left the small building and continued in the direction he came.

The gangsters around looked at Percy in surprise and surprised, as if they had not expected that Percy would leave like this - while Lance was still in the room to negotiate, but without receiving any instructions, they did not know whether Percy should stop him. In the meantime, Percy walked through the crowd and disappeared on the street corner.

Mann looked at Lance in front of him. His leisurely and soothing posture seemed to be in his own living room, as if he had another set of tea sets next to him, just like the afternoon tea of ​​the British nobles. Even the shabby shirt could not conceal the calm and elegant temperament of Lance.

This is the realm that Man** has always wanted to reach. He doesn't want to be just a robber leader. He wants to be a respected and admired existence in the eyes of others. But due to the lack of knowledge, he cannot find the goal of imitation. However, looking at Lance in front of him, he couldn't help but start thinking: Is it true that he is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is?

"You don't seem to be nervous at all." Man** slowly leaned on the back of the chair, then crossed her legs, unconsciously starting to learn Lance's movements and expressions.

Lance took a sip of cigarette and then slowly spit it out, "Do you know why people are nervous? Because of the unknown, there is fear. This is also a nightmare that accompanys everyone's life. Each of us is trying to overcome fear and explore the unknown. Therefore, nervousness not only can't help anything, but also makes trouble." After saying this, Man** was confused and couldn't understand at all. Lance paused, "It's like now, my nervousness cannot change the fact that you obey others' provocations, and your nervousness may cause the trigger to be pulled, so that I can stay here forever."

Mann's face changed slightly, but in the end he had seen many strong storms. He did not expose himself directly, but asked, "What does it mean to listen to others' provocations? What does this mean? Lance, I don't like the hints in your words." Lance was hinting that Mann's ears were soft, and that Mann's uneducated and easily led by others.

Lance supported his jaw with his left thumb, and gently pulled out the index and middle fingers. The slender fingers evacuated the cigarette from his lips, but the lingering smoke was still winding, making Lance's face blurred. Only the sharp eyes penetrated the smoke and rushed straight away. "Man**, you know what I mean. We have already agreed, and we had already agreed two months ago. Now, you temporarily regretted it and came to the door to destroy it on the first day my crew started filming? So, what do you mean?"

Although Lance did not deliberately raise his voice, the accusations in his words were not concealed at all, but expressed them in a relatively gentle way. This made Mann's face change instantly. He was excited and put his raised right foot back on the ground, then he leaned forward with his feet on the ground, and his body leaned forward with strong force, "That's because I haven't read the script seriously! You should know more than me how violent your script is, and the content about drug/product transactions is really too exaggerated, describing us lawless. You can imagine, if such a movie is released, what will people think of us, and what will Brazilian teenagers think? This is definitely a bad demonstration for the children! At that time, all children will follow the example, and the government will cause trouble for us in the future, and things will never end."

"Bang!" Man** slapped the table, and it can be seen that he was quite excited. "So, what do you mean? What I mean is that you must stop shooting! Otherwise, I will let your entire crew know what the consequences of smearing us!"

So that's it. Lans immediately understood that this was Calvin's purpose.

Donald previously told Lance that in recent years, Brazil has begun to try to change its international image. The gang forces in the City of God, drug/product and gun trading have received more attention. Similarly, several forces represented by Mann** have realized that they cannot continue like this. They not only need to change their image, but also need to gradually regulate their industries. Mann** does not intend to withdraw from the drug/product/data/data and gun fields, nor does he intend to whitewash himself, but just hopes to establish a better external image.

Calvin took advantage of Mann's idea and successfully convinced Mann that the negative image created in "City of God" would bring a devastating blow.

In fact, this is like "train guessing". This movie uses a lot of space to tell the feelings and experiences after taking drugs. After the movie was released, many British media thought it was a bad movie because it might instigate teenagers to start taking drugs; but later, many official organizations in the UK regarded this movie as a drug-proof film, and told teenagers about the dangers of taking drugs through the realistic and credible pictures of the movie.

Everything is a double-edged sword. Whether the bloody violence in movies and TV has more positive or negative effects is always a topic that educators and psychologists discuss and research, but it must not be generalized.

I have to say that Calvin's trick to instigate discord can be said to have hit Mann's itchy spot, and the effect created far exceeds imagination.

Lance leaned forward slightly, his left hand drooped, and the long ashes slowly fell on the ground, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Man**, let's discuss a simple question. Do you know what life will be like in the future before you decide to start robbing, beating people, before you decide to start selling drugs/pharmaceuticals, and become a gangster?"

"How could I know!" Man**'s emotions still did not calm down, and she shouted at Lance excitedly.

"You know, in the eyes of children, your life is cool." Lance's words made Man** stunned. He laughed, "It's like Zorro, who robbed the rich and helped the poor. You can not only live your own lives freely, but also fight against this society in your way, let alone be majestic in front of people. Everyone is awe and even afraid of you. This is simply the life they have always dreamed of for children." Lance paused slightly, and then gently raised the ending, "Right?"

Man** just calmed down and didn't say anything. But Lance knew that he guessed it right - this was what Man** thought when she was a child, so she embarked on this path.

"But no one has ever told the children how dangerous this industry is; no one has told the children how complicated the relationship between you and the police and the government is; no one has told the children how lonely you are in those awe-inspiring and even fearful eyes that you can't even find a woman in love..."

Lance's words were like a cup of tea in the afternoon, floating in the air, silenced Man**, "Do you know why I filmed the "City of God"? It's because I hope to show this real world and tell the children the truth..."
Chapter completed!