Lance did not disappoint his expectations. Even this seemingly ordinary story is still closely related to the plot, and truly presents the appearance of the City of Sin, not a special individual, not a specific small group, but the entire city and the whole world. When the story reaches this moment, the whole picture of the City of Sin is truly presented to the audience.

Emerson couldn't help but start to become curious. Now the scenes and stories have begun to lose control. The whole city has been trapped in a whirlpool of violence, and it has become a battlefield. The city of sin has fallen into a covered cloud of blood. So, how should Lance end? How should the story continue?

As the picture turned, Hardegan actually appeared in the camera. He lay on the hospital bed, pale and weak, as if he could not move even a finger. Unexpectedly, almost everyone had forgotten Hardegan, when he appeared again at the most inappropriate time.

"Pulp novel"! This is Chloe's first idea. Such a circular structure narrative technique was used as early as 1994 in the film history classic "Pulp novel" directed by Quentin. However, "Pulp novel" is even more bold. The male protagonist Vincent died in the third act, but he was "resurrected" in the fourth act. This is actually a practice that disrupts the narrative structure and temporal structure, which is amazing.

"City of Sin" obviously also adopted a similar approach. In the second story, all viewers thought that it was the ending. Hardigan was killed heroically and Nancy was saved. Although Nancy appeared as a bar dancer in the following two stories, no one linked Nancy to Hardigan.

In fact, Chloe has always been chasing this doubt: Nancy's role is really useless? This is not like Lance's approach. Lance is not the kind of director who randomly intersperses the role and uses empty shots at will. His script may not be so meticulous that there is no loophole, but it is definitely as meticulous as a thread, and every detail will serve the overall work. So Chloe is curious and waiting.

Now, she finally waited for the answer.

After Hardegan successfully saved Nancy, he could not resist Roger Jr.'s senator's father. Roger Jr.'s father used his power to force him to blame his son. Hardegan has always refused to surrender, but his past mistakes still allowed Hardegan to go to prison and stay in it for a full eight years.

After Nancy escaped, she did not return home. Instead, she wandered around the city of sin, drinking and drug abuse was just a pediatric department. Later, she even started an illegal business and became a prostitute gang. In Nancy's dark life, Hardigan was the only sustenance. She was named Clydea and kept writing letters to Hardigan.

The letter from Nancy was the only comfort for Hardegan to persevere.

But one day, Nancy's letter was interrupted and he didn't hear any news about Nancy for two months, which made Hardegan very uneasy. He chose to give up resistance and plead guilty in exchange for parole to find protection for Nancy. When Hardegan saw Nancy safe and sound, he realized that Roger, who had transformed into a yellow bastard, had been secretly monitoring him, and he was taking the yellow bastard to find Nancy again. However, everything was too late.

The yellow bastard caught Nancy and Hardygan.

Looking at the yellow hybrid on the screen, the yellow color of mustard was completely incompatible with the black and white around it, like a sudden alien, more cruel than Muffer, more evil than Di White, more disgusting than Kevin, and more openly but incompatible. Chloe's stomach began to roll.

The yellow bastard is a monster, not just a monster, but also a monster born from the society. It not only represents the deformed mentality of a child, but also represents the deformed perversion born under the pressure of society! Chloe couldn't help but think of the news report of the "Boston Globe". Catholics, priests, sexually assaulting children, indifference and silence, and indulging everything into the yellow bastard on the big screen, as if the yellow bastard is the incarnation of all sins, which is disgusting and even more terrifying.

Obviously, Chloe was not alone. The entire screening room was filled with low and depressed cry. The spasm of stomach discomfort burned the internal organs, bursting out with anger, shame, rejection and fear, as if he was in the city of sin, as if he was staring at the slippery eyes of the yellow bastard. Goose bumps on the surface of his skin quickly rose, and his body began to tremble gently uncontrollably.

The yellow bastard took Nancy away and left Hardigan. He decided to slowly enjoy the joy of torture Nancy, and handed Hardigan to his own hands to deal with it.

But Hadegan survived tenaciously and followed the yellow bastard all the way, saving Nancy desperately, and once again. However, Hadegan was seriously injured and dying, which gave the yellow bastard a chance to breathe. He struggled to kill Hadegan. At this moment, Nancy rushed over without hesitation and stopped the yellow bastard.

In grief and anger, Nancy raised her fist, then slammed the yellow bastard hard and punched the yellow bastard, then punched the yellow bastard, and finally smashed the yellow bastard's entire head. In the end, there was only a pool of yellow mud, which was disgusting. Nancy was covered in yellow meat sauce and sat in the spot in dismay. Her long golden hair slowly faded away and gradually turned black and white.

The whole world has lost its color.

"Goodbye. Roger little, it's such an honor." Nancy's lips outlined a bright smile.

"Oh." Chloe could no longer help and let out a low voice. Looking at Nancy sitting in a mustard yellow mud, although it was not bright red, the strong visual impact still made her stomach no longer overwhelmed and retching. Not only Chloe, the scream of a breath of air in the screening room was clearly audible, and then everyone looked at the big screen in a daze, enduring the discomfort in his heart, watching Nancy smash the yellow bastard into a pool of mud with her fist. The shock mixed with pleasure swept across, and the indescribable feeling was jumping on the tip of her tongue.

But what is certain is that this is definitely a movie that is not suitable for children. Is it really "level"? Shouldn't it be "level 17"?

The sadness after the violence reached its peak made the audience silent. On the one hand, the yellow bastard was a real deformity, and it seemed that everyone wanted to destroy him. The pleasure of justice stretching followed closely on the other hand, Nancy's hands were really covered with blood, and she strangled a living life with bare hands, and from then on, she completely integrated into the city of sin. The irrepressible sadness came leisurely. The mixed emotions shocked everyone and could not find a suitable word to describe it.

The yellow bastard died, and Hadigan's fate seemed to have come to an end. Even though he had used his life to atone for his sins, he had lost the opportunity to whitewash his blood, which had changed from bright red to dark.

Hadigan knew that the father of the yellow bastard would never let the murderer who killed his son go, which also means that Nancy will start to die from now on. So Hadigan took the charge on herself, and after sending Nancy away, he chose to commit suicide.

"An old man died and a young woman survived. Fair trade."

After Muffer was sent to the electric chair, Hadigan chose to commit suicide fearing sin. It seemed that the relatively righteous side, which seemed less evil in the story of the "City of Sin", would not end up in a good end. Even the road to self-salvation was cut off. Hadigan's death was not sacrifice, but also a kind of despair and cruelty. In this city, justice had no way to survive, it could only become evil, more evil, more evil, or even more destruction.

The deaths of Hadigan and Muffer both walked into the grave with their sins that did not belong to them. In this city, it seemed that even the last glimmer of hope was completely wiped out, leaving only endless darkness. Now, there are only a group of prostitutes, a group of thugs, a group of murderers, and a group of cockroaches in the city of sin. The whole city is dark and there is only a piece of despair, like a covered cloud of blood, and there is deep powerlessness everywhere.

Emerson was silent. After the story was pushed to the extreme, Lance took all the clues back in a circular structure. After seeing the big picture from the small, he returned from the overall situation to the individual, telling the truth and details about the little things in this city of sin. The strong sense of reality makes people immersed in the scene, as if he is one of them, maybe Nancy, maybe Hardigan. He raised his head, but could not see the sunshine or the future.

Society is composed of people, and the disasters in society will be reflected on each individual. All of this is caused by them, and the consequences must be borne by them themselves. This is a cycle and a cycle. Perhaps Lance's use of the circular structure is not as bold as "vulgar novels", but Lance's deepening and sublimation of the theme is far better than Quentin. The afterglow left by the tip of the tongue is complicated, and the shock swept across endlessly, making the brain unable to stop or even make it impossible for him to breathe.

Maybe, he needs some time to digest it well.

Emerson thought this was the ending, but he didn't want the story to go back a little bit again. The male killer in the opening story appeared again. This is the real ring connection point, where to start and where to end.

The traitor among the prostitutes appeared in the hospital safely and soundly, and she escaped from the rain of bullets. This seemed to be the normal crime in the city of sin that people could always escape, but the righteous people had disappeared. The prostitute walked into the elevator, and the killer dressed as a doctor raised his head and looked at her.

"You can find anything at the intersection of the Sin City." The killer called the prostitute's name. She turned around. The thrilling blue colors were like bright stars. The killer handed over a pack of cigarettes and showed a charming smile. The prostitute hung up the phone and looked at the man in front of him in confusion and surprise, but it was difficult to hide the stunning flashing in his eyes.

Everything is so familiar, "anything." The killer's murmur fell, and the big screen fell into darkness. There were no other sounds, no other hints, no other plots, movies, ended. To be continued.
Chapter completed!