He really wanted to know where Zhou Yang had gone, and even more wanted to know what Zhou Yang was going to do, and what ulterior secrets lay behind this series of inexplicable operations.

……………………

A movie king is a movie king.

Zhou Yang held the camera and looked at Will Smith, watching him perform everything in the script as required.

Even if I take a full shot, I can't find anything NG at all.

Three hours passed quickly.

The oxygen in the coffin seems to be getting thinner and thinner.

Will Smith felt a slight tightness in his chest.

"Mr. Zhou Yang, please put down the oxygen a little bit. I feel a little dizzy all over my body... I want to take a little rest."

"good!"

Zhou Yang took out his walkie-talkie and shouted a few words at it.

Then...

There was no sound from above.

Zhou Yang shouted a few more words, but there was still no response...

Zhou Yang seemed to be disbelieving and took out his special mobile phone and made a call on the ground.

Then……

Still no one answered the phone.

"Hey! Hey! Where is the person?"

"Hello?"

"Put down the oxygen tube, we are lacking oxygen now..."

"Hello?"

"anyone there?"

"anyone there?"

"..."

Will Smith saw Zhou Yang continuing to shout several times with the walkie-talkie as if he was annoyed.

but……

But there was still no response.

Zhou Yang's voice is getting more and more urgent!

Then he seemed extremely anxious...

"Mr. Zhou Yang, please stop joking. This joke is not funny at all. I'm really suffocating now..." Will Smith was frightened by Zhou Yang's appearance and said subconsciously.

"..."

Zhou Yang did not respond to him, but shouted repeatedly, his voice getting louder and louder, even deafening.

But there was still no response on the intercom.

Will Smith's expression changed drastically.

Zhou Yang's appearance didn't look like he was acting at all.

Could it be...

"boom!"

There was a burst of explosions all over the ground...

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Chapter completed!