Extra: Fantastic Journey Fifty-Five

It didn't take long for the waiters to "come back".

However, they came back with a large group of big men with firearms.

These big guns are clearly divided into two types.

One is the black combat uniforms in the front and back of the team, showing a clear formation. The equipment is also matched with each other, and the actions are very well-organized, there are about 20 appearances.

The other is nearly a hundred people who are wearing black combat uniforms, age, appearance, and weapons are messed up.

A lot of noisy sounds are mainly made by this group of people.

Of course, only a small part of the celebrities in the hall could see at first, and those who noticed something wrong had already begun to walk to other passages besides the gate.

However, among the women who were brought to make vases, many did not respond, and some people whispered: "What's the matter, why let such a person in. What about the security, where is the security?"

But the group kept pouring into the hall, dispersed under the command of the black hood, and quickly surrounded a group of celebrities and women in the hall.

And their positions are not like the stupid gangsters in the movie, forming a circle.

They divided into several groups and blocked several entrances and exits.

On the second-floor corridors on both sides of the hall, there were more than a dozen gangsters holding guns condescendingly, and the guests in the hall felt a sense of imminent disaster.

Mr. Wei frowned, and finally took a look at the hall that was gradually filled with shouting and scolding, and the whole person quietly disappeared into a passage on the second floor.

He's far more wary than those mere celebrities.

When he noticed something was wrong, he went upstairs immediately, staggered with the bandits, and got out of the encirclement.

Moments later, an urgent news break appeared on TV in the Metropolis and Gotham City.

As long as the TV was on, it was forcibly switched to this news, and a middle-aged black fat man with a frenzied face came into everyone's eyes.

With tousled hair, a shaggy beard, and a dirty plaid shirt and work jacket, he looked like the bottom of society.

But his articulation was clear, and with the unique rhythm of black rap: "Brothers and sisters, this is a message from the famous lard.

Today is a great day, and it will represent us the common people fighting back against the oppressors..."

As he said that, he moved his body and let the camera follow him around half a circle, and captured the terrified and shivering celebrities and beauties in vases behind him: "See, these are the rich people in Gotham City and the Metropolis. Ladies and gentlemen, they are raising money for 'us' who are starving and freezing in the streets."

Hei Fatty picked up a list in his hand and gestured to the camera: "Let's see the results of their "kindness"... Wow, incredible, there are 1,213,800 yuan. Thank you for this More than 500 rich and kind people actually paid "such" a large sum of money, I am so moved."

He turned his head, raised his finger and pointed: "Of course, if the chairman of Bird Company, which controls our power, doesn't wear this famous watch with a starting price of 3.6 million, I may be even more moved."

Then, his round and dark fingers moved: "And the daughter of the water company owner is wearing a diamond necklace of 1.7 million... This custom suit of 200,000 dollars... This 30,000 A tie clip... This 20,000-dollar leather shoe, well, I admit that I am a vulgar person, and suddenly I can't feel kindness." Wenxin Academy

His originally smiling face turned hideous: "Look at these people, they suck blood from all our daily necessities, but they never care that we are polluted by the wastes discharged from their factories and get sick, as long as we are in When the time is right, take out the money to buy a leather shoe and get rid of us poor bastards."

The black fat man's voice became louder and more intense. He beckoned, and two strong men took a petite woman and entered the camera: "What are they relying on? Not only their money, but also these lackeys who work for money. ."

Saying that, he used his hands hard, and ripped off most of the evening dress on the woman's body with a swoosh.

Although things were violent, many men in front of the TV couldn't help but stare wide-eyed.

Then... most of the people were stunned, and many of them couldn't help but vomit.

The excited black fat man was too excited and exerted too much force, and the intimate clothing in the evening dress was pulled into the "woman"'s lower abdomen.

On the camera, it was not a snow-white peak, but a fluffy, black and flat chest and abdomen, and even a small half of the man's flowery boxer pants were exposed.

So, this is not a woman at all, but a man? The audience in front of the TV was a little nauseated for a while - mainly because the expectations were too different from the actual situation.

And this situation, obviously they don't know about Fatty Black.

The two big black men holding this big man in women's clothes were full of tangled faces. The fat black man wanted to say something, but found that the expressions of the people around him were very wrong.

Turning his head to look, he couldn't help retching and scolding: "Fake, vomit~ What the hell is this!"

After scolding, he felt a little spoiled by the rhythm of his performance, and Fatty Hei quickly diverted everyone's attention: "See, these people even pretend to be women to protect these rich people for money."

But after saying this, I felt sick again, and I simply jumped to the next step: "But now, their "master" is in our hands. I announce that starting tonight, anyone can go to their house, their company, Take everything they squeezed away."

"And I will be here to make sure that they agree to the "largest charitable donation" in American history." The black fat man's eyes were full of excitement and fanaticism: "Go, guys, take back everything that should belong to you. , this world will eventually belong to us who are famous for lard! MakeAmericaGreatAgain~~~"

After shouting this sentence, the gangsters surrounded by celebrities on the live broadcast screen began to fight, punching and kicking them, and by the way, tore off their valuables.

Intentionally or unintentionally, those expensive watches, jewelry, suits, and leather shoes were flashed in front of the camera one after another, and the gangster who got these things shouted excitedly: "I've made a fortune."

"I've never carried a million-dollar watch in my life."

"These leather shoes... well, not as comfortable as the commemorative sneakers."

...

Here, the black fat man exited the camera, and immediately looked at the big guy in women's clothing with a gloomy expression on his face: It was this damned change that almost ruined his perfect performance, but fortunately he held back and didn't spit it out on the spot.

Grinning his teeth, he tilted his head at the two big black men: "Hang this guy for me at the door and clean him up, it's going to be especially miserable."

The two big black men looked at each other: How miserable is it to be especially miserable?

But they still dragged the women's clothing boss down. After a while, there was a painful cry from the door: "Ah, no, no. I'm not a bodyguard, I'm just a commercial spy who came to take pictures."

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