"Ah......h

Witnessing the "extras" he had captured from the camp of the New Ambrera Company being killed by Zhang Luo and Jason, Freddy felt his heart bleed.

"Kill them all, what are we going to shoot...... Freddy's badly burned cheeks with a look of frustration.

Hearing his words, Zhang Luo glanced at him and wiped the blood splashed on his face with the back of his hand: "Of course you want to make a real monster movie, are you only satisfied with making a zombie movie?" ”

Looking at the iron cage fence that was bent by the lickers just now, Zhang Luo knew that it was really unwise to use these guys who had lost their minds after being infected by the T virus as "actors".

After all, there is a neighborhood inhabited by ordinary people not far below, and if these zombies and lickers continue to run, even if they don't cause disaster, their movie plans will definitely be ruined.

Moreover, what he wants to shoot is not a zombie movie with no future, but a truly gorgeous "monster movie". So now, what Zhang Luo is thinking about is looking for actors.

"What about these corpses, throw them in the lake?" Jason's voice interrupted his thoughts.

Zhang Luo raised his head and stared at the red-haired woman beside him, and said with a smile: "Keep the corpse, maybe it can be used as a movie prop in the future." ”

"You're really ......" Jason couldn't come up with a suitable adjective after thinking for a while, so he could only mutter, "Weird." ”

"Hah, maybe." Zhang Luo said casually, looked at the corpse of the licker at his feet and asked, "Is there any 'heretical creature forum' or anything like that?" We can enlist actors there. ”

――As monsters hidden in the dark side of this world, heretical creatures must have their own secret methods of communication. Zhang Luo has always been curious about the question of "how heretical creatures are connected", and now that he has finally found the opportunity to ask questions, he naturally will not miss it.

"Oh, there's a forum, but it's all. Even if you recruit actors there, it shouldn't be effective......" Jason thought for a moment and suddenly had an idea: "How about we go to a nearby safe house and see?" ”

"What do you mean by a safe house?" Zhang Luo asked curiously.

"It's a secret gathering place for heretical creatures, and there are such places all over the world, even the Monster Administration doesn't interfere with what happens in the safe house." Jason replied. Then he added: "You haven't been there, right?" ”

"I've been there once." As Zhang Luo spoke, he recalled a bar in Brooklyn.

In this way, the bar full of heretics can be regarded as a "safe house", in short, the safe house is a hideout that only heretics can infest, and the guys inside are complete monsters.

So, what you can find in the safe house is not just a heretical creature that can be an actor if you are bored. Maybe you can also meet some mysterious monsters that Zhang Luo is more interested in.

Thinking of this, he immediately became interested and asked, "Where is the safe house around here?" Take me to see it. ”

――He is still interested in the "daily life" of heretical creatures living in seclusion in the real world.

"Okay, come with me, Freddy stays on guard, after all, we still have camera equipment here." The red-haired woman in a brown leather coat turned around and left in a dashing manner.

"Why am I......" realizes that he can only stay here and be in the company of the corpses of zombies. Freddy cried with a helpless expression.

"If you keep the money for the rental car. Maybe you can hire a doorman. Zhang Luo smiled and said, "Goodbye, friend." ”

"Good luck getting killed by the Authority on the way......" Freddy cursed in a low voice.

Although that guy seemed unreliable, Zhang Luo was still very relieved about Freddy's combat effectiveness. If a thief dares to come in and steal, I am afraid that before he can enter the studio, he will already be killed by this evil ghost who can kill people in his dreams.

Follow Jason out of the dilapidated yard of "Freddy Films". The woman beside Zhang Luo took off the hockey mask on her forehead and stuffed it into her arms, took off the machete hanging on her belt and put it in her arms, and then shook her long dark red hair freely, and said with a smile: "That's fine." ”

Unlike Freddy, who is not normally visible to the naked eye. Jason belongs to the category of heretical creatures that can be directly observed by humans. Since her appearance is quite normal, she doesn't need to disguise herself or anything, as long as she puts away her weapon, she becomes an ordinary "punk beauty".

"Are you also a member of the Strange Talk Society?" Zhang Luo asked curiously, he was still interested in this "movie murderer" who was as famous as Freddy.

"I wanted to join, but there's a guy in the research group who has a grudge against me, and if I join, I'm afraid there will be battles in your base every day." Jason smiled with his blue eyes curled, completely unable to see any murderer.

"Are those things in the movie real?" Zhang Luo continued to ask.

――In the series of movies "Friday the 13th", the undead murderer Jason killed nearly 200 people next to Crystal Lake, and many young people who camped in Crystal Lake without knowing the truth were tragically killed by this murderer.

"Of course not, I'm not crazy." Jason sighed: "I said that the producer deliberately scandalized me, and in the first part, I was even designed to have a sack on my head...... If it weren't for the Authority's annoyance, I'd have cut them down. ”

As they spoke, the two stopped a passing taxi and boarded it, and after half an hour, they finally arrived at the location of the "safe house": the slum on the west side of the city.

As one of the most chaotic areas, there are many homeless people sleeping on the streets in the slums of old houses, and the streets are full of tents and cardboard boxes used as houses, and some people even sleep directly on the sidewalks.

"The security here is not very good, pay attention." Jason reminded.

"Of course." Zhang Luo smiled.

In fact, with his current strength, those who robbed with pistols and short knives could not pose any threat at all. But even so, he did not let his guard down -- after experiencing the "bloody storm" these days, he had already developed the good habit of "always being vigilant" and "carrying a weapon with him".

Walking briskly past two hooded gang members who were standing on the side of the street chatting and seemed to be doing some dirty deal, one of them actually whistled at Jason desperately.

The red-haired woman didn't pay attention to the boring thugs, but walked quickly into the dirty alley next to her, pointed to a black iron door on the wall of the apartment building at the end, and said, "The entrance is over there." ”

"Oh."

Zhang Luo was about to leave quickly, but there was a sudden click behind him, and then, he felt a cold metal object against the back of his head:

"Hand over the money." A stammering male voice came from behind him, sounding very unmotivated.

"Oh......"

Zhang Luo turned around suddenly, easily crushed the guy's wrist in 0.5 seconds, and then kicked him three meters away and hit the wall before the black man in the white vest and shorts screamed, and fainted without saying a word.

--Looking at the guy who fell to the ground foaming at the mouth, Zhang Luozheng wondered why his "ghost premonition" did not take effect, and found that the other party was not holding a firearm, but just a black pistol metal sleeve......

"I went, it turned out that I didn't have a premonition because 'there is no danger,' right......" He suddenly realized.

"What's wrong?" Jason's confused voice came from ahead.

"It's nothing, let's go." Zhang Luo walked forward quickly, and stood in front of the black iron door with Jason.

"Don't clash with other monsters in the safe house, or even I won't be able to protect you." Before opening the door, Jason reminded.

Hearing this, Zhang Luo nodded seriously: "Don't worry, I've always been low-key." ”

"I can't see it......" Jason frowned slightly, and slammed open the black iron door.

As soon as he walked into the dark corridor full of garbage, there was an indescribable smell that seemed to be mixed with blood and some other substances, which made Zhang Luo suddenly feel "relaxed and happy", and couldn't help but complain: "How long has this place not been cleaned?" ”

"It's normal to be dirty, after all, ordinary humans can't see that door, and it's impossible to hire a cleaner or anything......" Jason frowned as he spoke, apparently complaining about the hygiene of the place.

Inside the filthy corridor, there are more than a dozen wooden doors neatly distributed, all of which are hung with tattered door signs, and the contents of the signs are also strange: everything from "Thousand Corpses House" to "Killing Club".

"Come with me, don't open any other doors."

After finishing speaking, Jason walked quickly to the west side of the corridor, and Zhang Luo immediately followed. (To be continued.) )