I have always disliked gangster films, because I felt that the gangsters took life as their goal and couldn't watch them without thinking.
Later, I realized that I was too meaty: in troubled times, what are the poor people who come from the poor and don’t play with their lives?
I was enlightened by seeing the news that a five-year-old and a seven-year-old girl were raped by an old man, who was only sentenced to more than four years.
What kind of world is this? If the gangsters cannot uphold justice and can only advocate justice by themselves, it is the world of gangsters.
If my child was treated like this, I would castrate the person who harmed others, and then castrate his children. If I swallowed this breath, I would rather kill myself and kill my own child by the way. Chaos is not for people.
After realizing my own thoughts, I realized that I hate gangster movies, just because I have always been a shy person, I have not encountered anything that I can't swallow, and I can't swear, I have no handle in this world. So, let go of minor disasters and disasters without disturbing the mood. A piece of news puts me in the shoes of myself, I am as incompetent as I am, and I can only fight for my life.
One has to be bloody, but nothing in the world is worth showing the sky with blood. Except for the family, fortunately, there is no such concern, and I can live in the world.
Ants, ants.
All things are life, not a little bit.
The irony of this movie is that, after finally picking up his father from a chaotic country, he died in a stable Hong Kong.
After finally finding her lover from the chaotic country, she still died in the sky of that land.
There are a few lines in the film that are well written: Who is this ** not a bargaining chip? Who has consulted civilians? No, but use it as a bargaining chip.
It doesn't love you, and you don't need to love it.
Just do you have enough money? Are the legs long enough? Are people wild enough?
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