"Happy pie duì, Ah 'Meng', thank you." Before Schindler's words fell, Ah 'Meng' fell to the ground, the wolf was unbearable, but Schindler did not intend to reach out and pull him, but put his left hand on the back of the long rattan chair next to the single rattan chair, and drank the brandy freely, "Why do you drink those machine qì oils?" Schindler glanced at Amon vaguely, but in order to hide the 'waves' of his inner feelings, he turned his head to look at the concentration camp 'drill' next to him, "I often give you good goods 'color', and your liver is about to explode like a dynamite." ”

A'mon' didn't care about any image problems, his hands were supported on the ground, his knees were bent, he staggered forward twice in a dog-crawling style, grabbed the handle of the rattan chair with his left hand, and then staggered to support himself, and then moved his 'hips' awkwardly, and sat heavily on the rattan chair, "You know, I look at you," Ah 'Mon' leaned his back on the wicker chair, sat face to face with Schindler, and said inarticulately, "I observe your ......" and put his feet on the wicker chair, Lying on the wicker chair in a bewitching posture, he looked at Schindler with his hazy eyes, "You never get drunk." Oh, that's the real control zhì force, control zhì force is power, that's power. ”

A'mon's vague words alerted Schindler, and he subconsciously raised his left hand and rubbed it under the wing of his nose, trying to hide the tense muscles around his mouth.

Schindler looked at the sweaty 'Mon' in front of him, his hair was completely 'messy', lost its original shape, and hung down on his forehead like a ball of aquatic plants, compared to Schindler's neat and upright image, Ah 'Mon' seemed to be fished out of the river. But under the messy broken hair, Ah Meng's deep eyes perfectly blended into the darkness of the night, faintly with a faint light, and the light that came out of the room outlined Ah Meng's handsome face with light and shadow, the 'straight' nose bridge, the 'sexual' thin 'lips', and the shallow stubble, as if it were God's masterpiece. The unbuttoned shirt can make people vaguely see the protruding beer belly, but it can also make people see the 'sexy' 'chest', which is full of a deadly 'temptation'. 'Confused' power, and the dementor light in that eye reminded Schindler of Lucifer, the fallen angel.

Schindler had to look away and take a sip of wine to hide the panic in his heart, lest those eyes fall on him, "That's why the Jews are afraid of us?" He tried to change the subject, using the word "we" to present himself as a companion of A'mon.

A'mon's eyelids drooped slightly from drunkenness, and there was a lazy but deadly sense of danger, shining in the night, and he pursed his lips and said disdainfully, "They will be afraid, and that's because we have the power to kill." Then he picked up the glass in his hand that had only a third of the wine left due to the fall, put it to his lips and took a small sip of habitual 'sex'.

"Yes, we have the right to kill at will." Schindler, after adjusting his mind, looked back at A'mon, who seemed to be asleep at any moment, and organized his own words and said, "Someone who commits a crime, he should know that we can sentence him to death, and we can enjoy this happiness." Or execute with your own hands, which is more enjoyable. Schindler said to himself, "But that's not power, it's justice, it's not like power." ”

Ah 'Meng' didn't answer, he just looked into the distance in a 'daze' and 'fog', and his sluggish brain obviously began to knot because of the invasion of the wine 'essence'. Schindler had to slow down his speech, as if a psychiatrist were hypnosis, "Power has a good reason to kill someone, but it doesn't." ”

"You think that's power?" A'mon' finally reacted, he turned his head to look at Schindler, his languid eyes slightly raised, as if a sharp blade had pierced Schindler's eyes, making Schindler's heart palpitate.

Schindler kept reminding himself that A'Mon' was now in a drunken state and spoke unconsciously, so there was no need to be afraid, so he forced himself to move closer and stared at A'mon's eyes, "The power of the emperor is like this, a thief was escorted to the emperor, prostrate on the ground, begging for mercy, he knew that he would not escape death." Schindler tried to use the change in the speed of his speech to grab A'mon''s attention, but he saw A'mon''s amber 'colored' eyes slightly raised, as if sensing the truth, which made his heartbeat suddenly skip a beat, and he had to purse his 'lips' slightly, "However...... But the emperor pardoned him. ”

Schindler noticed that A'Mon's eyes seemed to fall silent again, which gave him courage to perk up again, "This is a man not worth killing, so he released him." ”

A'mon didn't speak, he looked deeply at Schindler in front of him, his eyes only locked on Schindler's eyes, and he turned slightly, as if he was looking at every subtle change in Schindler's pupils. This made all the cold 'hairs' on Schindler's back stand up, and the threat of death was unprecedented close to the major artery in his neck at this moment, and the unruly and dangerous A'mon' in front of him made him unpredictable, as if the next second A'mon' would suddenly burst out and then harvest his life.

The silence almost condensed the air, which made Schindler's heartbeat start to speed irrepressibly, and almost half a century later, A'Mon's thin 'lips' flap opened slightly, and his voice was low and hoarse, "I think you're drunk." ”

This sentence was like a bullet, concentrating Schindler's heart fiercely, and in an instant Schindler's pupils quickly contracted, but he immediately realized that his changes seemed to be seen by Ah 'Meng', and he was like an ant being played 'with' by Ah 'Meng'. But at this time, Schindler had no way out, he had to move on and stick to his plan to the end, otherwise, it would be a disaster.

"That's power! A'mon'. Schindler did not respond positively to Amon, but kept repeating firmly and heavily, "That's power!"

A'mon didn't answer, he just looked at Schindler, his eyes as if they were deeply engraved in Schindler's pupils. Schindler slowly stepped back and leaned back in his chair, feeling his sweat-soaked back, he kept reminding himself: the demon in front of him is drunk, drunk! Then Schindler, trying to keep his composure, said, "The benevolent one 'mon'." Schindler was right. The smile on the corner of Ah Meng's mouth rose little by little, and then bloomed proudly in the middle of the night like an epiphany, completely open. Seeing that A'Mon' lowered his eyes and pondered carefully, as if he was thinking about the meaning of Schindler's words, A'Mon' suddenly realized that if he had this power, then he would be the emperor in Schindler's mouth. Emperor, this seems to be very good. So, A'Mon raised his eyes and looked at Schindler again, as if he were the king of a nation, and pointed at Schindler, "I forgive you." ”

To forgive Schindler's sin of speaking disrespectfully to himself is like an emperor on high. This made A'Mon' feel more powerful than ever, the power firmly in his hands, so he laughed, laughed wildly, and then drank the little wine left in the glass in his left hand.

The filming of this scene has ended, but the sound of Steven interrupting the shooting still did not come, and Hugo was always immersed in the state of horn 'color', but because there were no lines after that, Hugo couldn't continue, he looked in the direction of the camera, then raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in a calm tone, "I think you're drunk." ”

When this sentence came out, Steven's "card" rang in an instant, but there was still no one at the scene to speak, only the trivial sound of the camera stopping to run. The corners of Hugo's mouth rose up, and he said lazily and wearily, "Relax, I forgive you." It was a little humor that made many of the staff at the scene relax and let out a chuckle.

Although it has been almost 50 days since the crew started filming, and it has been a long time since Hugo entered the role of "Mon" and "Goss", people will still be repeatedly amazed by Hugo's performance. Tonight's Hugo, like a king in the night, he is slightly drunk, he is lazy, he is dangerous, he is 'sexual', he is terrible, every move firmly grasps all the atmosphere of the scene in his hands, the tip of the knife 'presses' close to the pupil of the stinging 'excited' makes everyone sweat 'hair' collectively stand up, by Hugo's powerful aura 'forced' forced to even breathe too hard.

At this moment, even if you don't need Hugo to explain, everyone understands the reason why Hugo started drinking early in the morning today, and when this scene started, Hugo's decadent and uninhibited but lazy and dangerous atmosphere was truly and accurately displayed in everyone's sight under the rendering of the night. Hugo's brain has become sluggish because of the wine's 'essence', but he will not really fall into a drunken state and lead the 'chaos' and 'chaos' of the lines, this control is amazing, and more importantly, Hugo's dedication and Hugo's dedication are admirable.

"If someone says that Hugo is playing a big name in the future, I will be the first to cry out for him." Steven smiled and joked that Hugo was not wearing a uniform at this time, and the scene was not so heavy, so Steven also had the heart to make a joke. These words made everyone at the scene chuckle.

But Hugo still lay lazily on the wicker chair and shook his head, "No, no, you're wrong. Today is the real expression of me playing a big name, blatantly drinking and filming on the set? I guess I'm the only one. This joke is the real lively atmosphere, which makes everyone laugh.

Hugo only felt that his head was really too heavy, and it was not easy to stay sober for filming after entering a drunken state, and besides, he was not a good drinker, even after this period of exercise. So, Hugo had to raise his voice to interrupt everyone's laughter, "If you don't mind, can we continue filming?" Because I don't know when I'm going to start vomiting all of a sudden......" Before Hugo's words fell, he had a vomiting precursor reaction, and the strong alcohol energy surged up from his stomach, but Hugo knew that if he vomited now, it was estimated that the next shooting would be more difficult, so he gritted his teeth and forced the whole urge to vomit down.

All the staff at the scene stared with bated breath in amazement, watching Hugo's whole face wrinkled, the pain was really unbearable, but Hugo pressed it hard, and then leaned back in the chair, wiped the sweat oozing from his forehead with his right hand, and his face changed to become the terrible A'mon' and Gos again, and said lazily, "Do you want me to shout to start?"

In an instant, this strong contrast made the scene silent.