The Salted Fish Invading the Entertainment Circle

Chapter 91 This Halloween is a bit hilarious
November 11, Halloween, New York, Bronx;

"Hey! George, your vampire look is terrible today!" A Latino said to a fat African-American man whose face was covered in white powder, and his black skin could still be seen faintly.

"Come on, Mandalay, those two horns of your goat are about to fall off, how dare you say me?"

The Latino helped the "devil horn" made of newspaper on his forehead: "Damn it, that boss lied to me again! He said the glue can stick very well."

"Hey, have you heard that this year's Halloween event, the entire Bronx area has 27 people participating? My God, the streets will be crowded with sardines. Satan should reopen the gates of hell. Pull some demons and goblins in." The African-American man looked at the gathering of people around him and muttered.

The Latino glanced at him, sneered and said, "Come on, Mandalay, I think you're just afraid of too many people, and you won't get the bonus tonight; Best Demon Award] Don’t even think about it, why don’t you honestly enjoy tonight’s carnival with me?”

The African-American man looked at the cheap black cloak on his body and sighed in frustration: "I don't know what madness those Chinese people have gone so far as to sponsor our Halloween event in the Bronx and set up a [Best Goblin Award], my God, that's a terrible name! But the $2 prize is still quite attractive."

The Latino man carefully took glue out of his pocket and daubed on the "devil horn" made of newspapers: "I'm just curious, why do these Chinese people ask to advance the start time of the event to dusk? Too bad our makeup doesn't scare anyone in the sun!"

The African-American man shrugged: "Who knows? Maybe, those mysterious orientals are actually too timid to come out at night?"

After speaking, he burst out laughing.

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At 05:30 in the afternoon, the mighty "Ghost Parade" activity started. The streets of the entire Bronx area were crowded with all kinds of ridiculous pumpkin heads and black mages. Passers-by laughed and pointed and squatted at home People also watched this annual carnival through live TV.

The parade team of African-American men known as "George" had to go to Pelham Bay Park to parade due to too many people on the street.

Seeing the 2700-acre area, the largest park in New York filled with more than [-] parades, but only scattered passers-by passed by, the African-American man was a little discouraged: "Mandalay, I said it should be done when it should be." Let's go early, now it's all right, the streets are full of people, we can only go to this kind of place where the birds don't shit, it's useless to prepare for me all day."

The Latino man known as "Mandalay" shrugged indifferently: "Didn't you see a few people carrying cameras following us in the park? Dude, behave better, we're on TV!"

Hearing this, the African-American man regained his energy immediately, and bared his white teeth more vigorously at the passers-by.

After half an hour, the sun gradually sank to the west, leaving only a small section exposed outside.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the park, countless screams of fear and a strange roar came,

A parade in front stumbled towards George and the others. George grabbed a pumpkin monster whose hood had fallen off: "Dude, what happened?"

"It's...a monster!" the white man shouted tremblingly, his face full of horror.

At this time, several men appeared around the corner, scrambling and crawling, turning their heads from time to time and screaming in horror;

Suddenly, a huge tongue popped out, rolled the last man to the ground, and slowly dragged him back. The man let out a desperate cry for help, and after a scream, there was no more movement;
Then... a few "zombies" with gray skin and biting wounds appeared. Looking at their clothes, they were clearly members of the parade participating in tonight's carnival.
Seeing these ferocious zombies walking towards him with stiff and strange movements,

The few men who ran in front seemed to be stupefied by fright, and they lay limp on the ground. They just unconsciously pawed on the ground with their hands, but they couldn't move at all.

Suddenly, a zombie fell on a man on the ground as if his bones had softened, and his big mouth with half of his flesh bit his shoulder. A bloody arrow flew out, and the man let out a mournful wail, his eyes facing forward The crowd showed pleading eyes,

The zombie bit his armpit again, bringing up a piece of flesh, and the man's wailing became even louder, and finally his voice became smaller and smaller...

At this time, several other zombies also jumped on the fallen man, and there were continuous screams and wailing in the park;

The group that George was with had weak legs, and many people felt the heat in their crotches;

"Run!" Someone yelled, and everyone ran for their lives;

George was about to run back, but found that his legs were already as soft as mud, and he couldn't move at all;
At this time, a two-meter-long monster with huge forelimbs and a tongue appeared in front of his eyes. It pounced lightly and pinned him to the ground. His face is all;
Just when he mustered his last bit of strength and wanted to break free, a sour smell came, but a ferocious-looking zombie with bright green pupils was lying beside him. His dangling head seemed to be thinking about going out from here. Where is the mouth like;
"Don't~ don't kill me!" George begged for mercy desperately with tears and snot streaming down his nose. He guessed that these monsters would not understand at all, but that's what he said;
"Hey! Dude, do you want to earn extra money? $200!" The zombie spoke suddenly, but his head was still shaking;

"???" George was stunned.

"Okay, don't be dazed, man, I mean do you want to make extra money? $200;"

"We are the special guests invited for Halloween tonight, how about it? Is it real enough?" came the somewhat proud voice of the zombie game;

George finally came back to his senses a little bit: "Jia...guest?"

When the zombie heard his voice grow louder, he immediately said, "Hush~! Keep your voice down, we are short of some extras, just like the few men you saw just now; how are you? Are you interested? $200, just need you to sign a non-disclosure agreement."

George turned his head and looked around. The men who should have been killed long ago found that there was no one in sight, so he climbed up as if nothing had happened, and a few people rushed out from behind the tree to change their clothes. At the same time, several bags of plasma were taped to their arms and shoulders...

George immediately understood what they were doing, his eyes lit up, and he nodded hurriedly. There is nothing he would not agree to for such a fun thing, and it is worth his weekly income;

There was a slight sound of the machine, and the giant monster with only its limbs stuck behind him backed away. He first looked at this extremely realistic prop in amazement, and then glanced at the "reporter" who had put down the camera and looked nonchalant. :
"Are they yours too?"

The zombie beckoned and asked the staff to put props on the fat African-American man, and said with a smile, "This is such a fun thing, the citizens of New York should participate together!"

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At this time, the entire Bronx district of New York was in chaos, and countless citizens had witnessed "exciting pictures" that they had never thought of in their entire lives through TV;
The massacre at Pelham Bay Park, the massacre at the Bronx Zoo, the massacre at the Botanical Garden in New York, the massacre at Wave Hill... seven consecutive on-site murderous attacks by zombies unfolded in front of me like this;

As a result, countless people fled from home one after another, and the telephones of various police stations have long been ringing;

"Head, another resident called the police, saying that he witnessed a monster killing his friend in front of him, um... The person who made the report was Mandalay, who was also a member of the parade."

"Don't we really need to call the police?" The skinny white man looked at his chief in doubt;
The chief of police stared at the constantly transmitted images on the TV, plucked his hair desperately, and said irritably: "No need to call the police, this shit is something made by those Chinese people;"

"The most damning thing is that this so-called [biochemical performance show] has been reported and passed. Those officials in the city hall are shit eaters. Didn't they know that this show is so realistic? Now it's alright, Cause such a big panic, wait to be scolded when the time comes!"

Another white police officer frowned: "But it has caused such a panic now. If this continues, I'm afraid that our gates will be smashed by angry residents!"

The police chief gritted his teeth and broke the pencil in his hand: "However, just half an hour ago, the lawyers of those Huaxia people called and warned us that if we violated the agreement on the filing documents at that time, we would terminate This performance, then we will face a huge penalty for breach of contract!"

"And the most terrible thing is that the other party, in the name of [confidentiality] and [infringement of commercial interests], fundamentally does not agree to expose those panic-making props to the public. How will we refute the rumors then?"

"Damn it, I only found out through that lawyer that these Chinese people conditionally donated 50 US dollars to the city hall in order to pass the performance approval. What do these Chinese people want to do!?"

then……

Residents of New York, and the Bronx in particular, had a Halloween they'll never forget,
Even after 10 o'clock, the city hall and the police station came out to refute the rumors, saying that this was just a realistic "show";
However, most of the citizens who witnessed the scenes did not believe the so-called rumors of these people at all, and they flocked to other New York areas to seek refuge.

You said it was a performance, but what about the evidence?Props too! ?When we were children?

And the small media that took advantage of it used all their strength to report the incident in great detail, what the zombies looked like, how they bit people, what smell they had, how many people died, etc. Wait; as if he was the victim who was bitten.

With the help of a lot of small media, this "zombie attack case" is becoming more and more popular. In addition to the major media taking advantage of this popularity to create various talk shows, the Internet about this topic The number of posts has exceeded 7. There are those who believe in it, those who oppose it, and those who support it. The two factions argue on the picture above, and they are having a great time fighting;

Therefore, in just seven days, the popularity index of this incident created by someone has soared to No.2, second only to the canvassing posts for this year's presidential election;
Benefiting from America's status as the global news center, this incident gradually spread around the world, and gradually spread to China...

PS: There is still in the afternoon.

(End of this chapter)