The witch trial, a word that makes the uncrowned kings hate, after the original stormy incident, although the media is still the media, their credibility does not seem to have lost much, but for the reporters can obviously feel the increase in questioning eyes, when the reporters introduce themselves to others again, there is always a touch of scrutiny in the eyes of others, there is nothing substantial, but this is enough to make reporters feel the impact of their social status.

Today, the word was once again raised, and the reporters on the scene looked at each other one by one, they didn't even realize what was wrong, "Isn't it Hugo who went wrong?" Why are these people coming to me for trouble? Almost all reporters thought so, because they firmly believed that the fact that the crew of "Death Row Walk" had not responded in the past six days was a typical sign of a thief's heart, and the facts proved that the news of the "National Enquirer" was definitely not groundless.

Many reporters even ran out angrily and impulsively, shouting excitedly to the crowd in front of them, "Shut up, you better worry about something wrong with Hugo's spirit first, don't push the blame on us at every turn." ”

But the scale of only four reporters, standing in front of more than 1,000 people in front of them, they are really short of breath, and they seem to lack confidence in the second half of their words, but it is too embarrassing to retreat at this time, and it is also a dilemma to stand in place for a while. I can only hope that the peers behind me can stand up and support.

Anthony, who was standing among the countless reporters, began to tremble a little with his legs, and he could faintly feel something bad in his heart, but he couldn't say why. Anthony secretly warned himself that these people in front of him were just a rabble, not as much as one ten-thousandth of Hugo's, and he didn't need to be afraid at all. What's more, most of what he reported this time was the truth, so why should he be weak-minded?

Eli Casvi and Meredith Morris stood at the front of the crowd, looking at the brazen reporters in front of them, and their anger rose upwards, this is the so-called uncrowned king, this is the so-called journalist who persecuted artists with freedom of speech, this is the leader who leads the whole society...... How ridiculous, how ridiculous, how disgusting!

Meredith gritted her teeth tightly to keep herself from losing her mind, and then shouted at the reporter in front of her, "You can look at the news reports you have written, how many of them are true?" And how much has been verified? You say Hugo is crazy, in which hospital? You said the crew fell apart, where are the witnesses? You said that Hugo had a physical altercation with the staff, where are the victims? ”

As soon as Meredith's voice fell, before the reporters could refute, the young volcanoes behind him clenched their fists and shouted, "Evidence! Evidence! Evidence! The overwhelming shouts made the ground tremble slightly, like a real earthquake, which made everyone's hearts begin to panic.

The reporters didn't say they could refute it, even they were overwhelmed by the powerful momentum in front of them, everyone just felt like a canoe in a stormy sea, one wave after another had already overwhelmed them, and they were in danger of being subverted at any time, which made everyone tremble.

For the first time, they felt scared, they were no longer the uncrowned kings, the cameras in their hands had no way to store evidence, the press cards in their pockets could not be used as talismans, and once the powerful crowd in front of them swarmed up, they would be torn into countless pieces.

Anthony subconsciously looked back at the soldiers to the north, the soldiers didn't seem surprised by this scene, they just stood there to make sure that no one would rush towards the north, and there was no intention of intervening at all. Anthony suddenly realized that this was a planned and organized protest.

"You are just a pack of jackals, you rush forward desperately when you see fresh prey, not for the truth, not for justice, not for social supervision, don't say that you are so noble, you are just dirty jackals who will do anything for your own interests!" Meredith's words were sharp and sharp, like a dagger thrown at the reporters in front of him, "In order to make the newspaper sell more sales, you do not hesitate to fabricate facts, distort facts, falsify facts, and talk nonsense without knowing the truth and without any evidence!" Is this what you call the majesty of the uncrowned king? A word determines life and death! It's ridiculous, it's shameful, it's depraved! ”

Meredith's emotions seemed to be a little out of control, and she couldn't calm down when she thought of the reporters in front of her staring at Hugo like wolves, tigers and leopards.

The loudspeaker echoed in the open field, and the reporters were naturally not willing to be restrained, and many reporters rushed out again, standing with the four reporters before, and they were frantically yelling at the crowd in front of them, but the young volcano did not give them this opportunity, and all of them shouted, "Shame! Shameful! Shameful! ”

The sound of "shameful" continued to swirl in the empty sky, like a vulture hovering high in the sky, staring at the group of prey in front of them, not letting them leave. That powerful oppression hung over more than a hundred journalists, making them more and more uneasy, more and more anxious, more and more frightened.

Once upon a time, only entertainers would be forced into such a wolf bèi situation by reporters, but today these high-spirited uncrowned kings have become prey, and they can only look around in fear. Their voices were all drowned out, and even the combined roars of all of them could not form resistance; Their retreat was all blocked, and they were all turtles in the urn; Their justifications have become useless and can only be passively judged.

Do witches be treated in the same way when they are judged?

"Shame! Shameful! Shameful! The wave after wave of noise made the reporters worry: Is they going to face a storm today? Move?

At this time, the soldiers three hundred yards behind them and the crew of "Death Row Walk" became their only straw, what an interesting situation.

The unanimous shouts of the young volcanoes were clearly well trained, and they forced all the reporters to be suppressed, and then swooped down with unparalleled momentum, sending everyone into an endless panic.

After the reporters' rebuttals were completely gone, Eli's right hand was raised, and the shouts of the young volcanoes gradually dissipated, and Meredith took another half step forward and said in a loud voice, "You claim to have mastered the guidance of public opinion, and you use the right of public opinion supervision given to you by the people to act recklessly, and you continue to create absurd and erroneous news, exerting terrible pressure on the parties, but you have no regard for the situation of the parties at all, let alone the justice and truth of you as a news media!" Now, we refuse to be used by you anymore, we refuse to be a weapon in your hands, we refuse to buy fake news in your hands, we refuse to believe the absurdity you create! ”

Meredith's voice was full of tears, not sonorous, but extremely firm, so that people could clearly feel the pain and disappointment in her heart, and that sentence was so loud that all the reporters were dumbfounded, and in an instant everyone looked at each other, and no one was willing to stand up and refute it again.

"We will no longer passively receive information, we will no longer passively be controlled by you, we will no longer passively believe your nonsense." Meredith gradually regained her composure, and the image of Hugo fighting a hundred enemies in order to defend Michael came to her mind, and the hesitation, timidity, and fragility in her eyes disappeared, replaced by unprecedented firmness, "Give me back the truth!" ”

"The truth!" All the young volcanoes shouted in unison.

"Give me back the truth!" Meredith shouted again.

"The truth!" The 1,500 young volcanoes who came to Baton Rouge shouted loudly in unison, and the shouts of the mountains and tsunamis covered the sky and the sun, and the storm that had been brewing for a long time finally came out without hindrance at this moment, and everyone was shocked from the bottom of their hearts in the storm!

"The truth! The truth! The truth! The young volcanoes roared angrily, they stomped their right feet one after another, the sound of the strong footsteps made the whole ground begin to shake, and the dust was lifted up in a boiling manner, the faces distorted by anger, the figures trembling with excitement, the shouts of indignation, were moving forward with visible progress, and the huge pressure was gradually squeezing the living space of the reporters, little by little, little by little.

The momentum is higher than the wave, the resistance is higher than the wave, and the shock is higher than the other...... In an instant, people had the illusion of sand and rocks, as if an unprecedented hurricane had been set off on the entire empty highway, and the reporters standing in the front row finally couldn't resist the strong pressure and began to retreat one after another, while more than 100 reporters couldn't help shrinking backwards and shrinking again...... Journalists, as a single individual, are so small that they cannot form a confrontation at all, and can only shiver in the hurricane, so timid as rats, that they all shrink into a ball, lest their tears reveal their inner vulnerability and fear.

Anthony looked at the powerful battle of the dark clouds in front of him, his legs trembled rapidly, and it was too difficult to even move, he had no way to scream, no way to scream, no way to move...... He couldn't even cry, and the fear made all the muscles in his body stiffen, and he could only stand in place like a sculpture, and then it was as if he was watching his life force being eaten away little by little, and that fear made him forget to breathe.

"The truth! The truth! The truth! "The echoes between heaven and earth are like the end of the world!