Chapter 1278: 1278

Suffering, only suffering, for the more than 100 reporters on the scene, it was like an endless torment. The scorching gazes of the fifteen hundred young volcanoes behind them almost tore them apart. Even if their gazes couldn't kill anyone, at this moment they still felt that they were being delayed.

Even after Steven said that the reporters could ask questions freely, the reporters felt at a loss, and Anthony had no choice but to shout loudly, "If you don't want to hype, and you don't want us to bother the crew, you fucking put it out early. It would be nice if an official statement came out, and it would save the trouble from making such a big deal!"

As soon as this question came out, Anthony felt that the eyes were flying from all directions. He almost felt that he was about to suffocate, and the pressure brought by the 1,500 young volcanoes behind him almost crushed him. But he couldn't back down, he had to fight under huge pressure, otherwise he would fall short.

Steven was already prepared for this question, "Did you give us a chance? Or, would you be willing to cooperate?" Steven went on to explain, "For some supermarket tabloid news, we declined to comment."

Steven's answer directly made Anthony want to drill into the hole.

Indeed, after the news of the National Enquirer came out, in fact, if everyone ignored it, nothing would have happened. If the parties involved in every rumor in the supermarket tabloid have to stand up and clarify, then there will be no time to be busy 365 days a year, and most of the time, people ignore the supermarket tabloid. What's more, Hugo has long refused to continue to respond to any news from the National Enquirer.

When the "Chicago Tribune" began to verify the authenticity of the "National Enquirer" news, it only took 48 hours for things to get out of hand, and there was almost no chance for the "Death Ramble" crew. Or to be more precise, in Steven's words, journalists are reluctant to give the crew a chance to argue, because they want bullet points, not the truth.

"Hugo is under heavy mental pressure in order to study the role", this kind of news is only interesting to fans and professionals, there is no focus of discussion at all, which is more explosive than "Hugo is crazy".

The more than 100 reporters at the scene seemed a little overwhelmed. Although they cheered up and confirmed many details and related situations, the reply from Steven and Rick made their frustration worse and worse, because they didn't know what to do. No loopholes could be found, it seems that what Steven presented is the truth. what does that mean? It means they have another big oolong.

Although Hugo is not a witch, this time the situation is different from Michael Jackson, and the media's speculation about Hugo is indeed correct - at least in the general direction; but the reporters ignore the truth and the origin of the matter, and gloat over the misfortune one by one , The ugly face of falling into the well and watching the fire from the other side made the uncrowned king lose face.

Young Volcano's resistance actions pointed to the key point sharply and directly: what they need is the media to restore the truth, not for the sake of commercial interests with unlimited, endless, unscrupulous malicious hype, and even take pleasure in the pain of others. This is a fatal blow to the media, which has always claimed to stand on the highest moral point.

The interviews were carried out sporadically, and the reporters actually planned to leave one by one after only 20 minutes of interviewing.

When the reporters turned around like defeated roosters, they found that the real disaster was just around the corner.

Those 1,500 faces full of sadness and anger made people shudder. No one dared to step forward, not because they didn't want to, but because they didn't dare. The weak legs made the reporters look at each other in dismay, but no one was willing to step forward. Take the first step. At this time, the reporters on the scene finally realized a very serious thing: how are they going to get out of here?

Eli really wanted to devour the group of reporters in front of him alive, but he knew he couldn't. Therefore, Eli didn't do anything else, he just stood in place and put pressure on the reporters with his eyes. The pressure like Mount Tai's top was firmly shrouded in the sky above more than 100 reporters.

Quiet, extremely quiet, Anthony could even clearly feel the itching of the sweat slowly sliding on his face, but he didn't dare to wipe the sweat, because he was worried that his little movements would attract the attention of the young volcano, and then He died without a corpse.

This state lasted for five full minutes, and the strong pressure almost made people collapse. Finally, a reporter couldn't help it. He seemed to be rushing towards the location of the young volcano in a frenzy, but just as the reporter was about to approach, he stood at the front. Eli and Meredith gave way, and then the crowd behind them also gave way in pieces, leaving a passage that only one person was allowed to pass through.

The reporter didn't think much, and ran wildly all the way. But the lineup of 1,500 people gathered together is too long, definitely more than 100 yards. He only ran 50 yards when he found that his psychological panic was surging uncontrollably. The crowds on both sides and the fierce and angry gaze made his leg muscles stiff, but he had to keep running because he had no way out.

Those reporters saw the road in front of them that looked like a thin line of sky, and the dense crowd on both sides that looked like ants gathered together. So one after another, the reporters ran forward, one by one, through the narrow roads created by the young volcanoes, and the sight of one by one skinning and deboning them made them feel like lambs to be slaughtered. , with no choice but to run wild.

So there was such a strange scene at the scene. The uncrowned kings were like bereaved dogs, rushing wildly in the narrow crowded road, lest they would be unable to leave if they slowed down a bit.

Anthony knew he had to leave quickly, and while he wasn't sure how well Young Volcano knew him or if anyone could recognize him, he couldn't take the risk. However, the "farewell" of the young volcano did not give him any other options, because only one person was allowed to pass at a time, and he would appear in front of everyone without any chance of opportunism.

Anthony regretted it, he regretted that he had provoked Hugo again, and this time it was very likely to be a disaster. The fate of the "National Enquirer" is no longer an issue that Anthony needs to worry about. Just think of the retaliation he may face. , he was already starting to shudder.

The young volcanoes in front of him are like craters leading to hell, and the narrow entrance exudes resentment and anger, making Anthony feel that his blood has frozen into ice. He didn't know why, why even though he was in constant trouble when dealing with other artists, Hugo was particularly troublesome. It seemed that every time he was involved with Hugo, it was an endless disaster.

At this point, Anthony can already imagine the terrible situation. The ecstasy of the week has now disappeared, replaced by countless wet, sticky tentacles, dragging him little by little into the swamp , he could feel himself sinking, but he was powerless to resist.

"Ouch..." Anthony started retching from the spot, his hair was soaked with sweat, he felt his stomach was rolling, but he couldn't spit out anything.

The messy footsteps and anxious whispers in his ears made Anthony's whole body a mess. He raised his head and wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth. He found that only half of the reporters were left. More than 30 reporters have already left in the blink of an eye. There are fewer and fewer people left, which also means that the possibility of him being exposed is higher and higher.

Anthony felt that he was innocent, he was just a small reporter, the real behind the scenes was not him at all, he just provided materials. But at this time, he found that he had no chance to defend himself. The young volcanoes had already convicted him, and what was even more frightening was that his fellow reporters had also convicted him. They fell on him as if they were looking at dead people. , which made Anthony instantly occupied by a wave of anger: he was not reconciled.

But when the anger rushed to his head, Anthony suddenly realized, "Is this what a witch feels like?" When Michael Jackson pointed it out, when Hugo Lancaster was behind bars, they It's hard to argue, and all the accusations fall on them like this, how do they feel?

Anthony looked around blankly. He realized that this society is like a huge hunting ground. Everyone is a prey, but the mainstream social group is the largest group, so they have become the masters of the hunting ground. They can Accept the so-called outliers and niches, and give these people a place; but when it comes to their own interests, they can also brutally remove them without hesitation, and then unite to hunt and kill.

Michael Jackson was the prey, Hugo Lancaster was the prey, and now Anthony Bond Stewart is the prey.

Anthony thought it was funny, but also sad, suddenly, he finally understood why Hugo hated the media so much, because under the hypocritical mask of these so-called vindicators, it was their greed, shamelessness, cowardice and ugliness. . And he was one of them.

Thinking of this, Anthony's legs finally gained strength, he took a step forward, followed the trend of reporters and ran forward, feeling the real thorn-like gaze of the young volcano falling on him, on the sharp blade Running wildly, one step, one step after another.

When the Uncrowned Kings lift their masks, what are they left with?

On August 5, 1995, the giant of history took a big step forward.