When the set of the fifth act was erected, it was already dusk, looking at the dark sky overhead, Zhang Luo decisively ordered the disbandment, and the monsters in the crew also went back to their respective homes.

Horror movies have always been a model of "small investment, big return", with millions of shooting costs and just a few months of shooting time, in exchange for more than 100 million box office films abound.

But even so, shooting at a speed like theirs is still very rare:

With the script and actors not determined, it only took one day to shoot the first act, and by the way, the set of the fifth act was also built......

Having said that, but now, Zhang Luo has some other ideas, such as-

"How about we go find some 'extras'?" Leaning against the steel wall of the studio, the young man who changed back to his original black clothes suddenly popped out of his mouth.

"Huh?" Jason, who was "watching the sunset" next to him, turned his head to look at him: "What? ”

"I said, we need some extras." Zhang Luo repeated it again.

Although it is possible to make almost realistic passers-by just by relying on the puppets controlled by the brain demons, plus Frankenstein's post-production, it is not a way to go on like this, and the movie still has to be shot with "people" to be more interesting. And-

"Are there any evil heretical organizations nearby? The kind that no one cares about even if it is wiped out. Zhang Luo asked.

Hearing his words, Jason shook his head decisively: "I also just came here not long ago, and I don't know the situation here." Maybe Camilla might know? ”

While answering, the red-haired woman with a hot body had already pulled out her mobile phone. Dialed a number and saw her skillful movements. Zhang Luo smiled: "You shouldn't be dating her, right?" ”

"Stop." Jason immediately diverted the topic and handed the phone to Zhang Luo.

Before he could speak, a "gentle" voice came from the other end of the phone that made his scalp tingle: "Hello beauty, do you want to spend a good night together?" ”

"It's me." Zhang Luo said.

"Huh? FUCK......" Camila scolded very unimagedly and continued to ask: "Are you in trouble?" ”

"Is there a heretical organization here in Los Angeles that needs to be eradicated?" Zhang Luo went straight to the point.

"At Santa Monica Station on the Red Line of the subway, there are occasional heretical creatures and murderers at night, and some of my subordinates have been tricked." Speaking of this, Camila suddenly realized something: "Are you trying to 'eat black by black'?"

"Don't say it so evilly, I just want to invite some extras." After Zhang Luo finished speaking, he hung up the phone. Hand back the phone with the dark red shell to Jason, and then show a sunny smile:

"Would you like to go on the subway together?"

"This date location is too unsentimental." Jason complained, "I'm going to rest, you can go by yourself." ”

"Alright then, we'll see you later."

Zhang Luo turned around and walked towards the main entrance of the film company, and the figure quickly disappeared into the dimly lit street below, leaving only an eerie afterimage.

……

At 11:30 p.m., the Santa Monica subway station welcomed the last passengers with the arrival of the last subway.

After the last passengers left, the station was bustling with activity for a day. Finally ushered in the silence that had not been seen for a long time.

But even so, there are still more abrasive passengers who remain in the subway station.

"Hoo ......"

In the innermost compartment of the men's bathroom, there was a satisfied gasp. With the sound of flushing, a young man in a black sweatshirt walked out and washed his hands at the sink in front of the toilet door. Walked out of the toilet door and stopped in front of the bulletin board on the wall next to it:

There were four missing person notices on them. The disappeared are two men and two women, both of whom suddenly disappeared after 23 p.m.

Although it is not known where they went missing. But the four missing people do have one thing in common: they all took the last subway train, and were caught by the cameras on the train, but not by the monitors at the entrance of the subway station.

In other words, they are likely to have failed to get out of the subway station, and they have inexplicably "evaporated"!

“……”

Staring at the smiling faces with vitality on the missing person notice, the young man's body trembled slightly, and when he looked around, he immediately saw that there were no other passengers in the subway station except for the staff who were cleaning the platform.

Realizing that he had wasted too much time in the toilet, the young man hurried to the steps of the subway station exit, turning his head from time to time to observe whether anyone was following him through the white light.

The incandescent light in the corridor was bright in front of him, and the cold white light seemed to indicate relentless fear, the young man lowered his head and quickened his pace, just walking to the corner of the corridor, just where the camera was in the dead end, and hit something.

But there shouldn't be anyone here, could it be-

"Hello."

Raising his head and staring at the guy wearing a "V-Vendetta Squad" mask in front of him, the young man didn't even have time to turn around and run away when a sharp pain came from his neck.

"Uh......"

In the last scene in front of him, the other party pulled out the syringe from his neck, and the young man's vision quickly blurred, and he immediately lost consciousness.

……

When he woke up again, the young man found himself lying on the cold concrete floor.

Moving his hands and feet, he immediately found himself tied, and instead of sitting up at once, his eyes widened to observe the scene.

The place he was in was like a filthy warehouse, with the pungent smell of engine oil wafting through the air, an old generator running behind him, and a metal "hospital bed" in front of him.

Under the bed lay an iron bucket, from which a dark red liquid overflowed, and remembering the previous disappearance, the young man immediately realized what was in the bucket, and the mouth stuffed with rags made a frightened sound:

"Mmmm......mmmm

Hearing his voice, a figure that was too large compared to ordinary people walked over, and its fat feet stepped on the concrete floor, making a dull roar.

From the young man's point of view, he couldn't see the guy's upper body, only the gray blanket wrapped around the other's deformed legs.

The next thing that appeared in front of the young man was a frightening "human face".

The face was four times wider than the average person's, with three noses, seven eyes, and four mouths arranged in a haphazard manner, and the different skin tones and stitching marks on the face made it clear that this guy was not "a person".

"Hey, are you okay?"

Staring at the frightened young man with seven eyes, the terrifying-looking "fat man" opened his mouth on his forehead and made a rough sound:

"Welcome to my 'studio,' man." (To be continued.) )