Second, Ruan Lingyu is still the same. It looked like this when I saw his movie ten years ago. It still looks like this in the back. It can stand the test of time. The way to die is embarrassing. Almost the director died when he wanted him to die.
Third, there is nothing to watch the plot and acting. Just rely on fighting. Blood. Meat. some type of. It was discovered that American martial arts films are all a routine. It's blood and flesh, flying sideways. There is nothing else.
Fourth, the male protagonist has no acting skills but a figure, which is because the hair does not get off. Women too. Suddenly I saw it with the feeling of pornography. I can only say that the plot of the brothel inside has deeply infected me. I really like the peach blossoms inside, a large piece of it. It's like the cherry blossoms in Japan. But the peach blossom is fortunately our Chinese. good. Plant some at home in the future. Recruit a good marriage.
Valentine's Day, I wish everyone who sees the peach blossoms can find the other half in their hearts.
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