After the crew is finished, the actors will go back in batches according to their work arrangements.

The people in charge of post-production will stay in Weixing for a while. Except for a small number of actors who are not in a hurry to go back, everyone else is in a hurry to go back to work hard. Not all those who stay are related to post-production, but some actors plan to travel around Weixing before going back.

During this period, Fang Zhao and the stunt actors rushed to the car twice.

The roar of the motorcycle, the flying sand and dust, and the blood in the body seemed to be boiling.

Saro looked at him and wanted to go up and play with him.

But in terms of driving skills in Sarona, you have to turn on intelligent driving when driving a speed car. If you drive this two-wheeled motorcycle that has destroyed the century, you will probably be overturned as soon as you run out.

For the sake of Saro's life safety and his career future plans, his agent stopped Saro. Although he was inevitably scolded by Saro, he had already gotten used to it and felt calm.

In the end, there was no way. Saro just rode on the motorcycle and took photos in a cool position. At least he could show off his pussy online and fool those netizens who didn't know the truth.

I don’t know if it was inspired by the racing with Fang Zhao. After the car race, the stunt actors planned to go back and join several super motorcycle companies in Marszhou to hold a large-scale off-road race in Weixing.

"The field in Mars Island is too dense. In recent years, I feel that the venue is restricted and the racing is not easy to drive." A stunt actor took off his helmet. Although he lost to Fang Zhao's racing again, this sense of wantonness made him very excited.

Most of these stunt actors are from Mars, and the people of Mashu seem to have a crazy gene for competition. Even the pain of falling in competition fascinates them.

The development of technology has given birth to many new competitive projects. As time goes by, the people of Mazhou have now become addicted to some ancient competitive competitions from the old century or before the old century. They used to ride off-road motorcycles from the old century and race around the original sandy land outside the shooting site.

The stuntman's eyes were flashing with a fanatical light, "Wind and rain, lightning and thunder, listening to the roar of the engine, breaking through the splashing soil, climbing over a hillside at a large angle, and taking his car to fly from the sky above the stone, that feeling, like an ancient knight, is filled with honor! Fang Zhao, I can see that you also like this sport and can understand our mood. You have extremely high talent in this regard! Go to Mazhou! Go to the arena to fight! Feel the charm of ancient competition! That is a completely different feeling from e-sports!"

Fang Zhao: "Not interested."

I've had enough excitement in my previous life.

With the disappointed eyes of the group of stunt actors, Fang Zhao rode his bike back to the crew, handed over the motorcycle, paid the rental and maintenance costs, and then went to the music center.

There are many people in the music center now. The actors and crew members who have no missions and just wait for the next flight to go back. If they don’t want to go out, they will come to the music center to watch the performances.

Every time Fang Zhao comes here, he always goes to Molang.

Mo Lang left him a message yesterday, asking him to come here for a while in the past two days. It was not an urgent matter, but just wanted to share his experience in arrangement.

The finale of Mo Lang's ten-minute drama has been completed by 90%. There are still some unsatisfactory things that will be slightly modified. After the changes are satisfied, they will be recorded.

Since Fang Zhao also made efforts in the finale of this drama, Mo Lang directly asked Fang Zhao to sign a confidentiality contract, and at that time he would write Fang Zhao's name in the arrangement position, second only to Mo Lang's and the second arrangement position.

After signing the contract, Mo Lang showed Fang Zhao the complete music score, which was also conducive to discussing the arrangement issues.

After discussing with Mo Lang for half an hour today, Fang Zhao's communicator made a rapid sound.

It was not an urgent matter, it would not be such a voice. When I saw the caller, Fang Zhao's eyelids twitched, "Sorry, answer the phone first."

The person who came was Huo Yi. As the commander of Weixing Base, it was not an important matter. Huo Yi would never communicate with Fang Zhao himself. And the only thing related to Fang Zhao on the Weixing Base is Curly.

When I walked to the empty room on the side, I called it to connect.

"There is something wrong in the dog farm. Come here now and position it accurately. I'll let the person closest to you pick you up." Hoy's voice seemed to suppress his anger.

"What's the curl?" Fang Zhao asked.

"I'm a little too excited. No one can get close to it now. You can come out now and talk about it on the other roads."

Hoy disconnected without saying much.

Fang Zhao said hello to Mo Lang and left quickly.

Fang Zhao came out of the gate of the music center. When the people entering and leaving the music center saw Fang Zhao's pace. Just as they were asking, they heard the confusing voices of others around him.

Looking up, a plane that was not very good at finding trouble landed. After Fang Zhao went up, he left without hesitation.

"That's... a military aircraft?" Someone was puzzled.

"It seems that it is used internally at Weixing Base, equipped with new power and weapon systems, and is generally not allowed to be used by external personnel." An actor who has performed many military dramas said that he knows more about these things and pays much attention to this aspect.

"So, it is true that Fang Zhao has a tough military background? Otherwise, how could Fang Zhao use this kind of lethal flying tool at Weixing Base?"

"I don't know this, but I did see some special-level military talents in Fang Zhao. If I were to stay in the army for development, it would be better if I had a background and could go higher. Why did he want to be in the entertainment industry? It's really puzzling."

People in the entertainment industry have various speculations about Fang Zhao's rushing away on the Weixing Base's aircraft with such a look, but the focus of more people is whether Fang Zhao really has a strong military background?

Fang Zhao, who was taking the aircraft to the Weixing Base, did not have the heart to care about what the people in the music center thought. On the way to the base, Fang Zhao contacted the base again to find out what happened.

Hawy told him before that the fact that Curly Hair might be targeted is not nonsense. Stopping so many goods has lost the interests of many people. Even if the base does confidentiality work, there will always be negligence over time. Moreover, the internal team of Weixing Base is not a monolithic part, and it will be even more complicated after the expansion of the army.

There was no transport ship arrived today, and there were few security check tasks at the airport. In the morning, the person in charge took Curly Hair over and walked around, and asked Curly Hair to go back to the dog farm to rest. Today, the dogs in the dog farm rested, and there was no training task. In broad daylight, the people around the dog farm did not expect that someone really dared to assassinate a dog here!

Although the other party failed, the soldiers around the dog farm did not catch anyone, and then in a blink of an eye, curly hair rushed out of the dog farm and ran away!

The others in the dog farm locked the remaining dogs in the field, and the dog farm sent people to guard them, and another team went to chase the curly hair.

The team quickly recovered the curly hair, but the dog changed his previous gentle appearance to people, and was particularly fierce and kept barking.

When Fang Zhao entered the base, he heard the dog barking.

A feeder from the dog farm waiting there explained to Fang Zhao: "From the time he got back, he has not been approaching, and he roared wildly, bared his teeth, and was nervous and alert. He has never seen it so fiercely since he entered the base. The veterinarian came over and saw that it was injured. He scanned it with a rough instrument and said that the internal bones were all fine, but because there was no way to check it close, it was impossible to determine whether it was really fine. The commander said that he would wait for you to come first. If you can't calm it down, then take other methods."

The feeder, the instructor, and the lieutenant colonel who usually holds it are treated the same way. They cannot get close to it and have no choice but to wait for the other side to call.

When he saw Fang Zhao, curly hair quickly ran to Fang Zhao and groaned a few aggrievedly. Although he did not bark again, he was still not very friendly to others. He would bare his teeth and growl whenever he approached it.

Fang Zhao reached out to touch the curly hair, one was to comfort it, and the other was to check whether there was any injury on it.

"It's okay." Fang Zhao said.

Hoy breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good. Let the veterinarian check it again, test it for blood, etc., to prevent some medication damage."

However, the veterinarian had just stepped closer to this side and barked again. This time he only shouted twice before stopping, but he still stared at the veterinarian, with a warning growling from his throat, and his sharp canine teeth exposed.

Fang Zhao patted it lightly, and then stopped the low growling.

"What's going on? Just pick up what you can say." Fang Zhao said to Hoi. When we brought it here before, we had an agreement. If something happened, I have the right to know.

Hoy took a deep breath, frowned tightly, raised his hand, and asked the lieutenant colonel who usually had curly hair to explain to Fang Zhao.

The lieutenant colonel briefly explained to Fang Zhao, which was similar to what Fang Zhao asked on the way.

"Have you caught someone yet?" Fang Zhao asked again.

When he mentioned this, Hoy's face became darker and he remained silent. Obviously, he had no shame either.

The lieutenant colonel had no choice but to pull the corner of his mouth, "The other party should be a veteran and no one has been found yet. We also pulled out two dogs in the dog farm that were good at tracking, but the smell was broken. The surrounding surveillance cameras did not capture anyone, and the sentry system did not issue an early warning. According to the clues found now, there should be only one person who shot."

The lieutenant colonel handed Fang Zhao a picture of the analysis results, "Although the other party was not captured, the sentry system recorded the sound at that time. After processing, filtering and screening, the system analyzed the results. The other party fired three shots, but fortunately they didn't hit them."

Fang Zhao paused the curly hairy hand. He knew that the base must have found much more than that, but even if he asked about some questions, the base would not tell him.

After thinking about it, Fang Zhao asked again: "Where did the other party's three guns be fired? Can I check the bullets? I remember that you are equipped with live ammunition, not energy guns."

The lieutenant colonel flashed with embarrassment and looked at Hoy.

Hoy nodded.

The Lieutenant Colonel continued: "Three shots, but only two bullets were found, one on the ground in the dog barn, one near the gate of the dog farm, and the other one left... Not found yet. We have expanded the scanning range and I believe we will find it soon."

"Please arrange a guest room. I'll take Curly to rest. It was just stimulated and was emotional. Now it's very careful with outsiders. I'll be isolated for a while and wait until it gets better before coming out." Fang Zhao said.

"Okay." Hoy agreed directly this time.

"Send me a copy of the surveillance video of the dog farm and the audio recorded by the surrounding sentry system. The audio should be original and not processed." Fang Zhao said again.

The lieutenant colonel looked surprised and suspicious: "You can't hear anything in the original voice. The other party's gun has a suppressor. Because it was daytime, there were still a lot of noise around it, and you can't hear the gunshot without treatment."

"That's what you need." Fang Zhao nodded.

"Yes." Huoy's face was gloomy. This gloomy was not aimed at Fang Zhao, but only at today's matter.

Fang Zhao brought Curly to the guest room arranged for them by the base. This is the base's guesthouse and a place to entertain foreign guests.

Curly hair followed Fang Zhao's feet. When there was no one else in the room, the tightness of being alert was slightly relaxed and his tail shook.

Fang Zhao walked around in this room and took out a palm-sized thing from his pocket. This was an instrument that detects and monitors. He did not find the monitoring equipment, so he waved to the itchy curly hair that was raising his hind legs and scratching his back, "Come here."

The people at the base regard curly hair as the elite dogs from the Muzhou Police Dog Academy, and think that their IQ is much higher than other dogs. As long as they are trained and taught properly from an early age, they can understand a lot, which is similar to a ten-year-old child. But after all, they are just dogs. No matter how high the IQ and EQ are, they cannot be compared with normal adults.

In the history of Muzhou, many dogs with super high IQ appeared. The special living environment during the century-old era created many excellent combat dog breeds. There are many tombstones of meritorious dogs in the martyrs' cemetery in Muzhou.

But in the five hundred years of the new century, even if the dogs in Muzhou inherited the high IQ of their ancestors, there was still a gap. Until now, the dogs with truly high IQ can count them with both hands, and each one is Muzhou's treasure.

As for curly hair, Fang Zhao did not think it was worse than those Muzhouzhou treasures recorded in historical archives.

Because it is different, Fang Zhao taught it to disguise, hide its weaknesses, and guard against outsiders very early. Today, in front of Hoy and the others, curly hair's defense was not caused by the emotional stimulation of this incident, but for other reasons.

Fang Zhao squatted and touched the curly dog's head: "There are no outsiders, what do you want to tell me?"

Curly hair hummed and screamed a few more times, as if she wanted to say something to Fang Zhao, but her language was not clear.

Fang Zhao looked at Curly and hummed for a while, and then whispered. He could only know that Curly was trying to tell him something, but... he couldn't understand what it wanted to say... his language was not clear, and he really couldn't fully understand what it wanted to say.

The poodle pawed its paws on the ground twice, as if she wanted to write, but gave up, and then walked around and circled.

Fang Zhao looked at the curly hair circling in the spot, and his claws stepped on the ground one after another. If it was on the grass outside, its behavior was usually to first step on the grass on the ground to prevent the grass from tugging on its butt, and then...

shit.

In front of Fang Zhao, the curl pulled a long strip.

Fang Zhao: "..."

After pulling the curl, he leaned closer to sniff, then shrank his neck, took two steps back, and whispered, looking at Fang Zhao, then looking at the fresh poop, and continued to yell.

Fang Zhao was silent for a few seconds, and got up and went to find a tweezer.

Half a minute later, Fang Zhao watched as a seriously deformed warhead was picked up from the dog's poop and continued to remain silent.
Chapter completed!