It didn't take long for the waiters to "return."
However, a large group of gun-wielding men came back with them.
The men with guns were clearly divided into two groups.
One group was led by people in black combat suits in front and behind the group. Their equipment matched each other's, and their movements were methodical. There seemed to be more than twenty of them.
The other group was led by almost a hundred people in black combat suits. They were of different ages, appearances, and weapons.
The noise was mainly caused by this group of people.
Of course, the celebrities in the hall could only see a small portion of them at first. Those who sensed that something was wrong had already started to walk toward the other passageways other than the main door.
Among the women who had been brought here to be vases, many of them didn't react in time. Someone even exclaimed, "What's wrong? Why did they let these people in? Where's the security? "
But the group of people kept pouring into the hall. Under the command of the man in black masks, they spread out and quickly surrounded the celebrities and women in the hall.
Also, they weren't standing in a circle like the idiotic criminals in the movies.
They split into several groups and blocked several entrances and exits.
On the second floor on both sides of the hall, there were more than ten criminals with guns in their hands. The guests in the hall all felt that a disaster was about to befall them.
Frowning, Lord Wei took one last look at the hall, which was gradually filled with shouts and curses, before he quietly disappeared into one of the passageways on the second floor.
He was much more vigilant than the pure celebrities.
When he sensed that something was wrong, he immediately went upstairs and evaded the bandits, breaking free from the encirclement.
A moment later, an emergency news cut appeared on the television in Metropolis and Gotham City.
All the televisions that were on were forcibly switched to the news. A middle-aged fat man with a fanatical expression entered everyone's eyes.
He had messy hair and an unkempt beard. He was wearing a dirty plaid shirt and overalls jacket. At first glance, one could tell that he was at the bottom of the social ladder.
But his speech was clear, and he had the unique rhythm of rap. "Brothers and sisters, this is a piece of news from Famous Pig. Today is a great day, it will represent us, the common people, to fight back against the oppressors … "
Then, he moved his body so that the camera followed him in a big circle. It captured the celebrities and beautiful vases behind him, who looked terrified and shivering. "Do you see that? These people are the rich masters and ladies of Gotham City and the metropolis. They are collecting money for 'us' who are starving and freezing on the streets."
The dark-skinned fatty picked up a list in his hand and showed it to the camera. "Let's see the result of their 'kindness' … Wow, unbelievable, there's actually 1,213,800 yuan. Thank you to these 500 or so rich and kind people who actually forked out such a large sum of money. I'm so touched. "
He turned his head and raised his finger to point. "Of course, if the chairman of Bord Company, who controls our electricity, did not wear this famous watch with a starting price of 3.6 million, I might have been more touched."
Then, his round and black finger moved. "And this daughter from the water company is wearing a 1.7 million diamond necklace … This woman is wearing a suit that costs 200,000 … This woman is wearing a tie clip that costs 30,000 … This woman is wearing a pair of leather shoes that costs 20,000 … Hmm, fine, I admit that I'm a vulgar person. Suddenly, I don't feel any kindness anymore."
His originally smiling face turned vicious. "Look at these people. They suck blood from our daily necessities, but they don't care about us being polluted by the waste from their factories or getting sick. At the right time, they just need to take out the money to buy a pair of leather shoes to get rid of us poor people."
The fat man's voice grew louder and more intense. He waved his hand, and two muscular men carried a petite woman into the camera. "What are they relying on? Not just their money, but also these lackeys who work for money. "
As he spoke, he exerted force and tore off more than half of the woman's evening gown.
Although it was very violent, many of the men in front of the TV couldn't help but widen their eyes.
Then … most of them were dumbfounded, and many of them couldn't help but vomit.
The fat man was so excited that he used too much force that the underwear inside the evening gown was pulled down to the woman's lower abdomen.
The camera, however, didn't show a snow-white mountain peak, but a hairy, dark, flat chest and abdomen. Even a small part of a man's patterned boxers was revealed.
So, this wasn't a woman at all, but a man? The audience in front of the TV was a little nauseous for a moment, mainly because the difference between their expectations and the actual situation was too great.
Obviously, the fat man and the others didn't know about this situation either.
The two black men who were holding the crossdresser looked conflicted. The fat man wanted to say something, but found that the expressions of the people around him weren't right.
Turning his head, he couldn't help but retch and curse, "F * ck, ugh ~ What the hell is this?!"
After cursing, he felt that he had ruined the rhythm of his performance, so he quickly diverted everyone's attention. "Do you see that? For money, these people don't even hesitate to pretend to be women to protect these rich people."
But after saying that, he felt disgusted again, so he simply skipped to the next step. "But now, their 'master' has fallen into our hands. I announce that from tonight onwards, anyone can go to their homes, their companies, and take away everything that they have squeezed out of them.
"And I will be here to make sure that they agree to the 'largest charity donation' in American history." The fat man's eyes were full of excitement and fanaticism. "Go, guys, take back everything that belongs to you. This world will eventually belong to us, the famous pigs! MakeAmericaGreatAgain~~~”
After shouting that, the criminals surrounding the celebrities on the livestream screen began to attack them. They punched and kicked them, and at the same time, ripped 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 criminals who got them shouted excitedly, "We're rich!"
"I've never worn a watch that's worth millions in my life."
"These leather shoes … well, they're not as comfortable as the commemorative sneakers."
…
The fat man exited the camera and immediately looked at the crossdresser gloomily. It was this damn pervert who almost ruined his perfect performance. Fortunately, he held back and didn't vomit on the spot.
Gritting his teeth, he tilted his head at the two black men. "Hang this guy at the door and teach him a lesson. I want him to be especially miserable."
The two black men looked at each other. How miserable was miserable?
But they still dragged the crossdresser down. A moment later, there was a cry of pain outside the door. "Ah, no, no. I'm not a bodyguard. I'm just a commercial spy here to secretly film. "
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