The young monk did not say an additional word and slammed down with his pole. With a crashing sound, a bulb was shattered. Even the lighting frame crashed down and rolled down the mountain. It nearly even swept Zhang Ye off his feet, who had not provoked anyone!
Zhang Ye’s gaze turned cold.
The other filming crew members were also outraged, “What are you doing!”
Another older monk in his twenties also brandished his pole and was about to smash the camera!
At this moment, the martial arts director stood forward. With a sword from the props, he charged. Ding! He had clashed with the pole, but before he could make his next move, the young monk had flicked his pole and hit the martial arts director’s stomach, sending him flying!
“Ah!” The martial arts director rolled down the stairs!
An actor and two stage management crew happened to be just below. They hurriedly caught him, stabilizing him. If he carried on rolling down, even if he did not die, he would be left half-dead. There were still tens of meters of stairs!