Hong Kong Entertainment 1979: A Beating Up the Manager at the Start

The crew filmed several more episodes, and today they filmed the nightclub scene.

Li Jiangbo asked Uncle Hai for this nightclub by calling him. When Uncle Hai first received the call from Li Jiangbo, he was trembling all over.

Upon hearing that Li Jiangbo was merely using the venue for filming, Uncle Hai finally felt relieved.

He wasn't afraid of the nude photos Li Jiangbo took of him, nor was he afraid of the IOUs.

It's no big deal if those nude photos get out; he'll be overjoyed if the guys in the underworld get to admire his physique.

There's no chance of getting those IOUs back; who in the underworld doesn't owe some money?

What he feared most was that Li Jiangbo held his criminal record in his hands, a record that had been signed and fingerprinted.

If Li Jiangbo hands this over to the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB), then all he'll have left is to run away.

In the nightclub, Ng Kai-wah, Chow Yun-fat, and Dillon sat facing each other at a table.

It was half an hour later when the crew finished setting up the lights, sound equipment, and cameras.

At Li Jiangbo's command to "turn on the microphone," the dialogue scene officially began filming.

Mark Gor's classic pose, a matchstick dangling from his mouth, "Have you decided?"

Song Zihao stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray. "You're stopping after this?"

"For your brother?"

Song Zijie nodded slightly and hummed in agreement. "You don't need to go to Taiwan tomorrow. If anything happens to me, you'll take care of things here. From now on, you'll be in charge of the brothers!"

"I can't possibly protect him. I'd better give way to Acheng. He looks like a little godfather."

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The earlier scenes were filmed very well, but when it came to when Little Ma said that classic line, Ng Kai-wah's expression changed again.

Li Jiangbo whispered to Lan Naicai, "Film Afa first, we'll film Ahua's close-up later."

"Have you ever had a gun pointed at your head? No, right? Twelve years ago, when Hao and I first went to Indonesia to sell goods, the boss there invited us to a nightclub for a welcome party. I said something wrong and offended the Indonesian boss. Someone pointed two guns at my head and made me drink an entire bottle of whiskey..."

After Zhou Runfa slammed his fist on the table and delivered the lines of this emotional scene, Li Jiangbo yelled "Cut!"

"Ahua! Your expression just now was wrong. You need to make a disdainful look, but it has to be fleeting."

Wu Qihua nodded thoughtfully.

Filming continued until Chow Yun-fat uttered his classic line, "I swear, I'll never let anyone point a finger at my head again!!!"

"Click!"

Li Jiangbo shouted, "Let's move to another location! Everyone, hurry up and pack up. Today's task is very important."

An hour later, the crew moved to Shaw Studios in Clearwater Bay.

This scene depicts a gunfight that takes place indoors when Sung Chi-ho and Tam Sing are making a deal with someone.

After all the preparations were complete, Li Jiangbo began to instruct the extras on their scenes.

Because this was the first gunfight, Li Jiangbo was particularly careful. Although they were using props, the actors were wearing fixed explosive devices, which could potentially injure people.

He wouldn't be like that idiot John Woo, who used real guns in a gunfight film, caused a production accident, and was subsequently blacklisted by Golden Harvest.

Once the props team was ready, Li Jiangbo shouted at the top of his lungs, "Long-haired? Long-haired!!"

An immediate echo came from outside the villa: "I'm here! Mr. Li, I'm here!"

Everyone looked back and saw the bald-headed, long-haired man leading a group of henchmen striding up to Li Jiangbo.

Li Jiangbo tossed his head at Old Chen, the prop master, and said, "Give them the clothes to test the explosive dosage. We'll adjust it later; I don't want my men to get hurt."

Old Chen was stunned for a moment before hurriedly going to get his clothes.

Longhair was speechless. What did that mean? You don't want your people to get hurt, so you insist on making my underlings act as cannon fodder?

He looked at his underlings behind him and gestured for them to put on the clothes that Old Chen had handed him.

The underlings behind him reluctantly put the clothes on.

But he couldn't do anything about Li Jiangbo. Last time, the "Ten Mile Fragrance" made him soak in baths for a month before the smell on his body completely disappeared.

He didn't want to go through that again; he'd had enough of it.

What he didn't know was that Li Jiangbo hadn't upgraded to the Ten Mile Fragrance yet. If he had, he probably would have been soaking in the bathhouse for three months straight.

After Longhair's henchmen were all dressed, Li Jiangbo shouted at the top of his lungs, "Old Yuan, bring your men over here!"

When Yuen Woo-ping brought his stuntmen over, everyone looked at the short mules with a mixture of bewilderment and confusion.

Li Jiangbo looked at Yuen Woo-ping and said, "Brother Yuen told you to watch carefully. When the gun goes off and the explosion happens, pay attention to their reactions."

"And Ah Long, watch closely, you're about to get shot by a shotgun!"

After rambling on for a few more minutes, Li Jiangbo gave Lan Naicai a hand gesture.

Lan Naicai silently walked to the camera and started filming.

Under Li Jiangbo's command, Long Hair's henchmen took their positions, waiting for the explosives hidden in their clothes to detonate and spray out blood.

Looking at his underling, Chang'ao couldn't help but say, "Li Sheng, be gentle later and give my underling a quick death."

Li Jiangbo said without turning his head, "Don't worry, I've tried them all. It's just that the dosage is twice as much as we usually use. If you're still not sure, why don't you try one on yourself?"

Long Hair quickly waved his hand, "No need, no need, Director Li, you're a professional!"

Li Jiangbo rolled his eyes at Changmao and went to instruct his underlings who were getting dressed on the play.

He first filmed some mid-range scenes, all in slow motion, just enough to show the power.

The crowd, seeing a film shot like this for the first time, craned their necks like a group of curious children to look at the clearly arranged short mule.

With Li Jiangbo's shout, "Turn on the mic!"

Two gunshots rang out immediately afterward. The clothes of Long Hair's two henchmen exploded, and the shockwave threw them against the stair railing, smashing through it. The two men lay sprawled on the ground in a sorry state.

Two more gunshots rang out, and the two short mules were knocked off their feet by the blast and fell to the ground.

Next came the others, who were knocked to the ground in various positions by the impact of the explosion.

Some idiot smashed the glass behind him.

Then an extra downstairs shouted, "The police are here!"

Li Jiangbo then called "cut".

Several short mules appeared to have been injured by the explosion and were helped to their feet by the crew members.

Li Jiangbo examined each of the short mules and noticed that one of them had a slightly sunken chest.

He grabbed the megaphone and shouted, "Doctor, come quickly and bandage him up! This guy might have broken a bone!"

Several doctors dressed in white rushed over, knelt down, and examined the short mule's wounds.

Upon inspection, it was discovered that only the mat had been blown apart; the mat itself had sunk into the air.

Long Hair approached Li Jiangbo and said with a forced smile, "Director, my photos..."

Li Jiangbo looked at Changmao with suspicion. "What photos? Your underling is injured, and instead of caring, you're here whining. How can you be a boss?"

After saying that, without caring about the interesting expression on Changmao's face, he ran straight to Lan Naicai and made sure that all the close-up shots were recorded before he breathed a sigh of relief.

The martial arts instructors watching looked at each other, completely bewildered.

What kind of film crew is this? What kind of director is this?

One of the stuntmen whispered to Yuen Woo-ping, "Brother, my wife is giving birth, and I want to go home to see her."

Yuen Woo-ping looked at that person, his forehead covered in black lines.