"What's that noise?"
Hearing the initial gunshots, Cartier's leading man in the area, Blanco, didn't pay attention and asked his assistant in the car, "I remember there's no gunfight in the script, right?"
The assistant shook his head vigorously. They were shooting an advertisement, how could there possibly be a gunfight scene?
Then the gunfire sounded again, and Blanco felt something was wrong. He pulled open the car door, stepped out, and shouted, "Where's the shooting? Where's the shooting?"
Right there, diagonally opposite him, a burly man with a neck tattoo opened a long carrying bag and took out a black long gun.
The most common AR rifle in America!
Blanco was French, and without the slightest hesitation, he instantly used his ancestral skill, pulling out a white handkerchief from his pocket and waving it as he ran towards the back of the car.
The tattooed man didn't bother with Blanco; he picked up the gun, adjusted the earpiece in his ear, and started running.
