Disaster Artist

Chapter 47 A prairie fire (final)

Bai Zhe raised his head and waved to the liar on the stage, who also noticed him.

Victor watched the strange young man bow to him and then disappear into the crowd.I have a vague impression, but I can't remember who it is.

The noise in the audience reappeared, and he felt something was wrong.

According to the plan, Moya immediately retweeted the video and called on local residents to resist the gang organization that deceived everyone.

[Don’t be deceived again, don’t reconcile with them again!

Kite Street has been immersed in violence and chaos for too long, running pathologically under the poison of gangs, drugs, and crime.

This is not a prosperous and fertile land, but we can give it hope. 】

The sleepy drummer held his head in his hands and thought hard, and then he choked out these two sentences.

[We have been waiting, waiting for someone to save us from rust.But there has been no hero, and perhaps there never will be.

We must kill the poisonous insects with our own hands, we must cut off the corrupted flesh and blood with our own hands, and we must rebuild the order of Kite Street with our own hands!

Join us in driving out violent gangs and resisting Blue Amber! 】

When writing this passage, Moya had some different feelings about Bai Zhe's narration for "Rust".Did he think so too?

As the video was retweeted and spread in large numbers, the protest scene became lively and the curses were loud.

Victor on the stage heard some fragmented words, but couldn't understand what happened.

The driver standing behind looked pale and handed the terminal to the leader, with a video playing on it.

Did Gamez really rebel?

No, this is the record in her memory chip.No, her memory chip is not that easy to hack.

That is, Gamez was captured and provided a video under forced confession.No, she might actually have rebelled.

Victor clicked and played the video repeatedly, his mind was confused and he completely lost his calmness.

Ow-!
The iconic roar blasted in people's ears.

They turned around and saw a fiery red open truck.The little drummer stood on Rogge's robotic arm and waved to everyone, and Mr. Falcon next to him also laughed and pumped his fist.

People seemed to realize what the leading organizers were doing when they disappeared.

Bai Zhe jumped on the truck and looked at the crowd in front of him and the vehicles and pedestrians coming behind him.

"Gangsters get out of Kite Street!"

Boss Lawrence mustered up his courage and yelled.

"Liar, get out of Kite Street!"

"Marano get out!"

The roars grew louder and louder, and the crowd began to riot.

This roaring momentum finally looked a little like Sooko.

Moya jumped off the robotic arm and connected the drum set to the sound system.Today’s drumbeat doesn’t have to be boring or complicated.

She raised her arms, and the drum sticks fell like heavy hammers to the drum head.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
The drums are loud and passionate, like thunder on the earth.

The crowd rushed towards the production point, marching forward unstoppably to the sound of drums.

There were more than twice as many gang members guarding the door, but they kept retreating instinctively, and no one dared to draw their guns.

The thunderous beat of drums crushed their fighting spirit.This is the drumbeat of counterattack.

"You lackeys are still guarding him!"

"If you dare, shoot. If you install a few more prosthetics, you'll be better!"

The Marrano family was almost drowned, and Victor on the stage seemed like a lonely boat in the stormy sea.

He instinctively opened all the weapon modules on his body, large-caliber gun barrels stretched out from all parts of his body, tactical knives popped out from the outside of his arms, and the electromagnetic pulse and blasting modules started charging.

The sense of danger made Victor point his gun at the crowd, but his reason told him that he must not shoot.

The thugs around had never seen the leader look so panicked.He was fully armed, with electric light all over his body, but there was only confusion in his eyes.

The jet wings activate.Four triangular wing-shaped machines pierced the suit and popped out from Victor's back, and high-pressure air flow erupted from the jet tube.

The leader of the Marano family flew high into the sky with two boxes of white agent and fled from the scene.

This suffocating scene immediately blinded all the gang members, turning them into a bunch of headless flies, and the blockade collapsed.

They began to flee, and people broke down the doors and poured into the production site.

The machine for synthesizing blue amber was quickly smashed, the production raw materials were moved out of the factory for unified disposal, and the finished blue amber was thrown into a furnace, sealed and burned at high temperature.

The leaders have been maintaining order, preventing crowds and stampedes, and preventing people from getting too excited and causing fires.

Moya put down his drumsticks and shouted non-stop with a loudspeaker. Everyone remembered this powerful little girl.

The entire process of people breaking through the gang's blockade and destroying the Lamborghini production line was recorded by hundreds of cameras, sparking massive discussions on the Internet.

This was the first successful Blue Amber protest in the border area, and it was entirely organized by local residents.

Kite Street, a small and transparent side area of ​​the twelve rings of Star City, has acquired the strongest sense of existence since its birth, like a piece of burning scrap iron.

People were cheering to celebrate this extraordinary victory.

Countless people who have seen their success, who are dissatisfied with the current situation in the border areas, and who are angry about the legalization and proliferation of narcotic drugs, share their joy.

It feels so good.

Bai Zhe squinted his eyes and leaned on the car to feel the late autumn sunshine, which was warm despite the coldness.

He had an uncanny feeling that their work had never been truly completed until this moment.It is no longer just an entertainment product placed in the window for people to enjoy and comment on.

"Moya! Roger! Guitarist!"

"That's Bass! Do it again, Rusty!"

"The bass player's name is Bai Xi!"

Ow-!
Ow-!
Two roars overlapped in Bai Zhe's ears.The first sound was a synthesizer, the second sound came from his terminal.

That's OK.He shrugged, slung the bass over his shoulder, and started boom boom boom.

As Zuo Ming said, he is the soul of the band. What will the band do without him?

Sing high, sing high the victory, sing high the future.

Amidst the roars and drums, they felt like they were on fire with the crowd.

The same rhythm, the same effects and atmosphere, but now I have a different feeling when I perform again.

Under the dark and gloomy waves, an unquenchable flame surged, as blazing as the sun.

[Publication degree: 23]

[Infatuation level: 1/3]

"Is the city dead? The answer is noise."

"Who are you waiting for!"

Fascination +1
People at the scene were immersed in the songs, waving to them and shouting along with them.

Fascination +1
When the song ends, 4 points of obsession have been added.

Perhaps in such a fiery moment, a moment free from rust and fading, it is easier to understand Sooko's roar.

The commission is finally completed.

[Do you receive commission remuneration?whether】

Yes.

[Commission completed]

Bai Zhe saw a rusty fire flying towards his chest.

No, there is a second fire, burning and flying towards Moya.

　Regarding why there are so many cats: During the three-year closure period, many neighbors were in a worrying mental state. Occasionally when they went downstairs to let the air out, they would often harass the cats they saw and feed them something by the way. Over time, there were more cats.

　　Some residents are now organizing egg sterilization to prevent the spread of eggs.Thank you, Cat Psychiatrist.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)