Chapter 145

Times Square is a prosperous block in Manhattan, New York, known as "the crossroads of the world".

Nearly 40 shopping malls and theaters gather near the square, which is a prosperous entertainment and shopping center. Walking into the times square, surrounded by colorful neon lights and street artists, the big screen of news, songs, MV and TV programs is broadcast at any time, which is enough to shock everyone's eyes.

Two days later in the morning, Times Square was as bustling as ever, and the crowded streets were crowded with vehicles and pedestrians.

The stock information of the day is playing on the iconic NASDAQ screen in Times Square.

Suddenly, a human shadow flew to the top of the NASDAQ building. People just looked down at the road, and no one noticed this phenomenon.

A few minutes later, an unidentified humanoid object slowly rose from the top of the NASDAQ building.

The object was trapped by the high-strength alloy rope, fell slowly, and finally stopped on the iconic NASDAQ screen.

In this case, even if the experts were slow, they also found this strange situation.

"What is this?"

Pedestrians frowned and talked. Many people took out their mobile phones, took photos and posted them to social networks.

Several brave pedestrians walked to the bottom of the screen and observed carefully.

Suddenly, a drop of blood fell from the unknown object and fell on their faces.

"Blood?"

"Well, it's still hot!"

"This is a person!!"

"What!!!"

"I bought it!!!"

Those brave people were completely frightened and screamed at the top of their voices.

No wonder they are blind. Anyone who sees this unidentified object will not see it as a person for the first time.

Because this unidentified object has long lost its human form, the accurate description should be a piece of rotten meat.

The shrill scream overcame the noise in Times Square, and the emotion called terror spread rapidly in the crowd.

The people who took pictures with their mobile phones immediately felt a bout of nausea and nausea when they learned that the unknown object was human. They quickly bowed down and held the wall to retch.

It's terrible, it's bloody!

They can't imagine what kind of abuse the man suffered during his lifetime.

Just a brain patch, I feel goose bumps all over.

Times Square is not only an entertainment and shopping center in New York, but also a number of news media around the world, including ABC, have studios and news centers in Times Square.

Just a few minutes later, dozens of news vehicles arrived from all directions.

Hundreds of journalists rushed to the bottom of the NASDAQ screen with long guns and short guns. The machine was turned on, and the host played on the spot to convey the situation here to the studio.

Soon, news and entertainment television stations and major social networking platforms in the United States were infected with a virus.

Just open a TV program is the live broadcast of times square. If you don't want to watch it, you're ready to change the channel.

Sorry, the next program is still live in Times Square.

This picture completely monopolized television stations in the United States, but when American residents stared at the live broadcast.

But I found that there was only a mosaic on TV.

Am I special?

It's all mosaic. What do you want me to think.

The TV host expected this reaction and quickly explained.

"Dear viewers, I'm very sorry. It's not that we don't want to show you the live picture, but..."

The host covered his mouth and frowned. He felt a little uncomfortable.

"But the picture is too bloody.

"I have been engaged in journalism for more than ten years and broadcast hundreds of terrorist killings, but I swear to God that even if the terror index of these hundreds of killings is added together, it can't compare with the case in front of me."

"So for the physical and mental health of the audience, we have to put on mosaics. Please forgive me."

After listening to the host, the audience became more curious.

Is it really that scary?

I don't believe it unless you show it to me.

There are not a few people with this idea. They leave the TV, turn on the computer and mobile phone, and search the high-definition picture of the unknown object on the social platform.

Before, many pedestrians sent pictures of the scene to the social network, but the situation developed so fast that the network company had not had time to delete these photos.

So as long as you search on the Internet, this high-definition codeless photo will appear in front of everyone.

When I didn't know that the object was human, the fear was not so strong.

But when they preconceived that the unidentified object was a human being.

The fear that went deep into the soul appeared from the bottom of my heart and quickly spread all over my body.

"Oh, I can't..."

Countless people who saw this picture covered their mouths and ran to the toilet to vomit.

Damn it, which psychopath put this picture on the Internet? Such a person should be sentenced.

I swear, this is definitely the most disgusting and terrible picture I have ever seen in my life.

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The top floor platform of times square building.

Jason sat on the edge of the rooftop and looked at the panicked crowd under his feet with interest.

This unidentified object is a level 7 agent of s.h.i.e.l.d., Clinton Barton.

Billy hated him, so he played extraordinary and accidentally broke his historical record. Clint was tortured by him for 80 hours.

In these three days and nights, Billy didn't sleep, and Clint didn't faint for a minute because of chemicals. The pain he suffered during this period was completely unimaginable.

Billy is worthy of being a punishment genius. Clint is no longer in shape, but he still keeps his last breath.

After all, dead people are worthless. Jason will use him as bait to catch the big fish of the Divine Shield Bureau.

Want to take Clint back for burial?

Sure. Just give me the money.

If you don't want to give money, you want to be hard.

Hehe, let's try.

Jason took out a brand-new set of playing cards from his pocket, unpacked them, unfolded them layer by layer, and then threw them into the air.

The 54 playing cards suddenly turned into pieces of paper and drifted around in the breeze.

The host who was doing the live broadcast suddenly noticed something.

Looking up, I saw the pieces of paper falling slowly.

Someone is quick eyed, grabs one and unfolds it.

"Oh! This is a king! "

The host frowned and wondered why there were so many playing cards in Times Square?

Was it some psychopath who dropped it from a nearby tall building.

The host turned the card over and aimed at the camera: "there was a small situation on the scene. I don't know who threw the playing card from upstairs. I have it in my hand..."

King in the front is aimed at the camera, and the host impressively sees the back of the playing card.

The pattern on the back is a clown with heavy makeup and a ferocious smile!

The host's voice suddenly stopped. He was in a panic and suddenly thought of something.

Bend down and pick up a spade four, and open the back, which is also a clown pattern.

Is this a coincidence, or

Many hosts at the scene found this situation. They gathered together and talked. According to the distribution of playing cards and the analysis of today's wind direction, they agreed that playing cards floated down from the NASDAQ building.

It was suggested that the camera can be aimed at the roof of the building. The floor of the NASDAQ building is not too high. The high-power camera of the TV station can capture the picture of the roof.

This proposal was adopted by everyone. They hurried back to their home position and asked the photographer to raise the machine and shoot at the top of the NASDAQ building.

All this was carried out live.

The audience watching the live broadcast in front of the TV follows the camera's perspective to the NASDAQ building, and then draws closer bit by bit.

When the camera was pulled closest, a clear figure appeared on the screen.

The man, dressed in a decent suit, sat on the edge of the roof and looked down.

The HD camera was aimed at his face.

In an instant, both the people in the TV station and the audience in front of the TV were stunned.

"Jason... Walter!"

The brain went down for a few seconds and everyone shouted and screamed.

"Rachel the monkey!"

"Jason! It's Jason! "

"Alarm! Call the police quickly!!! "

Times Square was boiling!

Everyone looked up and shouted something at the NASDAQ building.

A month and a half later, Jason Walter, the most wanted man in the United States, appeared in Times Square in New York!

Within a few minutes, the news spread all over the network.

Everyone rushed to tell them that the load rate of mobile phone signal station was straight up.

Jason sat on the edge of the roof and soon noticed the change of pedestrians.

"Oh, it took so long to find out that the people in these TV stations are really dull."

Jason doubted that if he didn't sprinkle those clown playing cards, no one would find him sitting on the roof all day and night.

The television cameras were all aimed at him, and Jason's audience finally arrived.

The stage was set up, the audience was ready and the performance began.

He took out his cell phone and made a call: "you can start."

On the roofs of several buildings around the NASDAQ building, there is an accomplice of the clown organization.

Today is the first live broadcast of the clown organization. As core members, they naturally want to come to the scene.

The female doctor said that proper exercise during pregnancy is beneficial to fetal development, so even Haley and belmord came. Of course, cross dressing is indispensable.

David went to the edge of the roof, took out a speech, launched his superpower and roared.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we are the clown organization. The man in front of you is Mr. Jason Walter, the leader of the organization!"

"The rotten meat hanging on the screen is Clinton Barton, a level 7 agent of the homeland strategic defense attack and logistics support Bureau, that is, the Divine Shield bureau!"

"He was ordered to go undercover in the clown organization, steal important information from the organization, and intend to kill the respected Mr. Walter. The two missile attacks in New York were the plot of the Divine Shield against Mr. Walter."

"Fortunately, God showed his spirit, and the conspiracy of him and the master behind him all failed!"

"As we all know, no matter which organization can't tolerate traitors, he wanted to escape, but Mr. Walter caught him, and then he was tied to the execution table by the people of the organization and tortured for 80 hours."

"His present appearance is the price of the undercover clown organization. I hope all major law enforcement agencies and law enforcement personnel will take a warning and abandon all unnecessary fantasies."