Chapter 108: The Film Ends—What a Bandit Beats the Tyrant!

Premiere ceremony scene.

Shen Teng, Xiao Tian, Ma Li and the others naturally came to support it.

Here.

Seeing this segment.

"Hahaha, this is eight years old!" Xiao Tian laughed without any pretense.

Shen Teng, Ma Li, Wei Xiang and the others beside them couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Who could hold it in?

Don't even talk about them.

Even Jiang Wen, Ge You and the others, when they saw this segment again, couldn't hold back their laughter.

"Director Lin, this sudden twist directly flashed my waist!" Chen He laughed out loud.

"This damn eight years old!" Deng Chao was also laughing wildly.

"This segment is too funny!"

Because Zhang Mazi directly scattered Huang Silang's silver among the poor, this act made Huang Silang very angry, and he decided, under the cover of night, to catch the county magistrate, namely Zhang Mazi, off guard.

Huang Silang's subordinate Hu Qian, a clever and ruthless fellow, led a group of henchmen, each wearing a tube mask on their faces, ready to stage a drama of recognizing the tube but not the person.

Hu Qian: "Watch closely, what tube does the leader on the other side wear?"

Subordinate replies: "Nine tube!"

"Then we all switch to Four tube; Four tube are our own, the rest, kill without mercy!"

The camera shifts; the night deepens, two silhouettes quietly approach—a Nine tube and a San Tong, scheming how to deal with those Four tube.

They whisper to each other.

"What tube does the leader on the other side wear, did you see?"

"Four tube!"

"Then how many tubes should we wear, understand?"

"Got it!"

Seeing this.

The audience thought.

Could it be that both sides are wearing Four tube?

The result is obvious.

The two groups of troops rushed out and collided with each other.

When they stood up to draw their guns, they realized everyone around them was Four tube.

At this moment, everyone was stunned!

"Now they're all our own!"

"I knew it!"

"Everyone's stunned!"

"Hahaha!"

"Haha, laughing to death!"

The cinema was filled with laughter and cheers.

Later, Zhang Mazi performed a clever switcheroo.

He swapped the previously eliminated Hu Wan and Huang Silang's subordinates, making it hard to tell real from fake.

Huang Silang, thinking he had killed Zhang Mazi, excitedly opened it to see.

But inside was not Zhang Mazi, but Hu Wan and a few others!

This completely baffled Huang Silang.

While Huang Silang was dazed, the real Zhang Mazi leisurely walked out from the shadows,

"You translate, translate, what's called a surprise!"

"......"

"Translate it for me, what the hell is a damn surprise!"

On the big screen.

This dialogue is rather magical, rather bizarre.

Ordinary viewers just watch for fun.

As for the deeper meaning,

that requires careful pondering.

However.

These lines...

Truly loaded with motherly content!

In the upcoming plot.

Zhang Mazi also confessed his identity to Tang Shiye.

It turns out his surname is indeed Zhang, but he's not called Mazi; he's called Muzhi!

Zhang Muzhi once followed General Song Po and served as his pistol captain.

"Muzhi was also called Mazi; people are unwilling to believe a bandit's name is Muzhi, they prefer to believe he's called Mazi, and especially think his face should be covered with moles, damn it."

So Zhang Mazi's real name is Zhang Muzhi!

Indeed.

This name... how come it has nothing to do with bandits!

Mu Zhi, General Songpo, handgun captain...

The three combined together.

This damn...

Can even pass censorship?

"Director Lin Mo really dares to film!"

"No... the point is his film still passed censorship!"

"Whoa... this, this, this... really awesome!"

"I'm impressed!"

These Film Critics, among them are some who know modern history well.

They guessed the prototype of Zhang Mazi and what the whole film was allegorizing.

Mala Train, Goose City, bandits attacking the gentry...

And some other details.

Because the film's pace is fast, they didn't understand it.

This film.

We'll have to watch it again later!

"My story goes like this... that year I was seventeen... she was seventeen..."

Master Tang's gaze suddenly deepened, a smile curled at the corner of his mouth, ready to tell his story.

Result...

"Stop, I don't want to hear your story!"

"Hey hey hey, I usually don't share my thoughts, it's already on the tip of my tongue... you can't make me swallow it back, can you?"

"Swallow it back, anyway what you say is false!"

Master Tang and Zhang Mazi's exchange.

It also caused the audience's laughter to keep coming.

Then the plot continues.

Huang Silang, that old fox, whose scheming is more than a sieve, silently brought in a knockoff Zhang Mazi—the one played by Hu Jun, with a pitted, hollow face, looking just like the real one.

He also clenched a glittering hand grenade in his hand; at first glance one might think it's some precious trinket, claiming it's a surprise for the anti‑bandit troops on the road.

Meanwhile on the other side.

A Good Play is being performed.

Hua Jie, the role played by Jiang Wen's wife Zhou Yun.

She points a pistol at her own forehead with one hand and a pistol at Zhang Mazi with the other; this stance makes the audience's hearts pound, thinking: what's this? A suicide negotiation?

"Did he pass you?"

"He did!"

"Did I hit you?"

"No!"

"......"

"Then why don't you point the gun at him, but point it at me?"

"Because you're a good person!"

"What the hell is the logic, that a good person should be pointed at with a gun?"

What?

A good person should be pointed at with a gun?

Isn't this bullying an honest person!

So that's it.

Hua Jie staged this scene not for anything else but to try to join Zhang Mazi's crew.

She also wants to become a bandit with them, robbing the rich to aid the poor.

However, in this anti‑bandit operation, Zhang Mazi didn't intend to let her join; instead he tasked her with watching over Huang Silang's double, saying the person will be of great use later.

Of course.

Huang Silang has never trusted Zhang Mazi.

So he specially sent someone to investigate his identity, and indeed there were problems.

Thus, the following scene unfolded.

We see Huang Silang holding a photo, comparing it to Zhang Mazi's face.

"Is this photo you?"

"It's me!"

"Is that so?"

"Yes!"

"Back then I was still very thin!"

Listening to Huang Silang and Zhang Mazi's dialogue.

The audience burst into laughter.

"This photo is clearly Ge Daye!"

"Back then I was still very thin!"

Ha ha!

Old Tang, this generation finally got a promotion!

Thus.

A fierce anti‑bandit operation began!

On the road, Zhang Mazi and Old Tang were chatting.

Suddenly, explosions and gunshots rang out.

The blast sent people tumbling head over heels.

The scene turned chaotic.

The white silver on the carriage spilled onto the ground.

In the mountains and forests.

Jiang Wen led his brothers, scattering the bandits in a hasty retreat.

Especially that whistle that rivaled a radio station.

Unbelievable!

Old Tang watched from the side, also laughing heartily, muttering, "That chicken's crow turned into a radio station, looks good!"

Finally.

Zhang Mazi seized Jia Mazi, forcing him to reveal who sent him.

Jia Mazi immediately named Huang Silang.

However.

When Old Tang saw the box in Jia Mazi's hand, he instantly sensed trouble.

After questioning, he learned that.

His eight‑year‑old son had his leg sawed off by Jia Mazi, and his wife died of fright on the spot!

Well then.

That Jia Mazi is truly ruthless.

Now Old Tang's wife and child are gone.

He broke down outright and fled down the mountain.

Then, Zhang Mazi looked back.

Old Tang, driving the carriage, had already gone far away.

The carriage held one million eight hundred thousand taels of silver for the anti‑bandit operation.

That damn Old Tang, so shady!

Seeing this, the onlookers couldn't help but make a snide comment.

And the next second,

Boom!

A deafening blast.

The carriage was blown skyward.

Silver scattered everywhere, and Old Tang was blown in two.

His upper body was covered in silver, his lower half hanging from a treetop.

In his dying moments,

Old Tang finally spoke the truth.

He also told Zhang Mazi to take the silver and flee, not to return to E Cheng, because he couldn't beat Huang Silang.

Zhang Mazi verbally agreed.

In reality…

He returned to E Cheng again.

To avenge the second brother, to avenge Old Tang, and to avenge the county magistrate's lady!

Zhang Mazi's team now lacks the second and sixth members.

Only five of them remain.

Toppling Huang Silang is no easy task.

Therefore, Zhang Mazi needs the strength of E Cheng's townsfolk.

In the E Cheng shrouded by the gloom of power, Zhang Mazi, with a world‑shaking feat, opened the curtain of rebellion.

He scattered the one million eight hundred thousand taels of silver across the streets, declaring war on Huang Silang—"Take his head within three days!"

The lure of silver, like a tide, instantly swept every corner of E Cheng, yet also exposed the people's fear.

Huang Silang waved his hand lightly; where the carriage passed, the silver light fell silent again, the townsfolk's compliance like a mute sigh, chilling the heart.

Seeing this scene,

the onlookers also realized.

These townsfolk still dare not confront Huang Silang!

But Zhang Mazi did not give up; he knows that only by igniting the people's fury can Huang Silang be defeated.

Thus, he scattered guns and ammunition throughout the city.

The next day.

Huang Silang sent out another carriage.

But this time the situation was different.

Only to see Zhang Mazi holding a gun, firing a few "bang bang bang" shots.

Immediately, the gunfire in the city kept sounding!

The common folk were angry!

"Damn the troublesome citizens, daring to kill my horse!"

Fa Ge's words and his actions made everyone laugh heartily.

And now.

The common folk now had guns.

Zhang Mazi and his brothers rode horses through the city, boosting morale, continuously shouting: "Kill Silang, seize the tower!"

It should work, right?

The audience couldn't help but wonder.

Even with guns, they still didn't dare to fight Huang Silang?

Soon.

Huge crowds of common folk came running out, guns in hand.

Seeing this, the audience thought, "It's settled!"

Zhang Mazi and the others led the charge, arriving at the gate of Huang Silang's fort.

Then they looked back.

Except for a flock of geese, no one was willing to follow them.

"The joy came late, no one follows us!"

"Got it, whoever wins, they'll help that side!"

"Huang Silang has four hundred men, we have four, how can we win?"

"Fight, and fighting will win!"

Zhang Mazi's words were not understood not only by his brothers.

Not even the audience could grasp them.

Fight and win?

How can four fight four hundred?

So.

Day and night, they kept pounding the gate; the gate was riddled with gunholes.

Until just before dawn.

Lao San returned, bringing Hua Jie and a fake Huang Silang!

Immediately, Zhang Mazi's move stunned the viewers.

He had his brothers bind the fake Huang Silang.

"Brothers, we won, we triumph, understand?"

"Understood!"

"We won, triumph!"

"Make a grand entrance, follow me!"

Seeing this.

The vast majority of the audience understood Zhang Mazi's intention.

All the common folk cheered exuberantly the moment they saw Huang Silang captured.

At this moment.

Zhang Mazi became a god in everyone's heart!

He, before the entire city's folk, beheaded the fake Huang Silang!

And inside the fort.

The real Huang Silang, seeing this through a telescope, was terrified to the point of stupefaction.

"It's over… it's over… I've become a stand‑in!"

During a cut, Zhang Mazi looked imposing, a flash of blade in his hand pointing at the sturdy Huang Silang fort; he raised his voice with soaring bravado, shouting: "To the tower, reclaim what is yours!"

The martial scholar led the charge.

All the old citizens of Goose City mobilized!

Huang Silang was dead, they could retrieve their belongings!

Just like that.

Huang Silang was completely crushed.

However.

What infuriates the most at the end is…

Zhang Mazi's comrades who fought side‑by‑side eventually all left.

Goose City became peaceful.

Zhang Mazi was also disheartened!

In the film's finale, time seemed to reverse, the melody lingering, matching the opening tune, the horse‑drawn train slowly rolled in again, accompanied by unchanged laughter and cheers.

"Lao San, Shanghai or Pudong? Lao San, go to Pudong or Shanghai?"

"Shanghai is Pudong, Pudong is Shanghai!"

The background music swelled, Zhang Mazi mounted a fine horse, his gaze steadfast, like a lone heroic figure.

A solitary silhouette stretched in the sunset.

END!

The movie curtain slowly fell!

At the moment the theater lights lit up.

Applause kept ringing out.

This movie!

It completely exceeded their imagination!

"Director Lin, this movie you filmed is interesting!"

"Brilliant!!!"

"This movie will definitely be a hit!"

"Using the whistle like a radio, that's awesome!"

"Director Lin Mo, this script is really awesome!"

"What a bandit beating up the tyrant!"