Hollywood Road

Two more today! There is still a chapter at 3 pm, ask for a recommendation ticket!

These voices were unbearable, Daisy finally couldn't hold on, bent down and retched. The two boys next to him had been hugged together in fright. They were trembling as if they didn't know what to say and what to do. what.

There was another retching sound in the auditorium.

On Long Island’s side, retching sounds like contagious, sounded a lot around Luis Gonzalez. These people were bored and uncomfortable, but their eyes just refused to leave the screen on the screen, looking straight at the doctor. I broke my leg!

The doctor climbed to the corpse, picked up the pistol and looked at the bullet inside, and then shot the cameraman.

He hit the sneak shot at the request of the murderer behind the scenes. The feeling of killing was absolutely uncomfortable. He cried again...

The theater near Columbia University was showing a little slower. Carla Faith closed her eyes and couldn't bear to watch such a scene anymore. She admitted that she was also frightened, and she wondered how to look for it after the end of the six months of training. That **** Murphy settled the bill.

"Help! Help! Help..."

The woman's cry for help suddenly sounded. It was obviously not from the movie, but from the front row position. Carla Faith opened his eyes. In front of her, a black girl of about 20 years old looked at the seat next to her in her forties. The middle-aged man cried out for help.

The two of them were seated in the front row. The middle-aged man leaned over the seat and rolled his eyes. Only white eyes could be seen vaguely. There was a trace of saliva flowing out of the mouth below.

"What's up with him?"

Enthusiastic people have jumped to this row, "What's the matter?"

The black girl flipped her lips twice before squeezing out a word, "He was scared when he saw the saw leg."

This side quickly became the focus of the movie theater. Others ignored the fight between the carer, the doctor and the surviving candid filmmaker. They all watched it, and a few enthusiastic people walked over.

One of the middle-aged women probably had studied nursing work knowledge, walked over and looked at the man, and said, "It's okay, it's okay, it's just too scared."

The others were relieved.

Carla Faith felt a bit regretful and missed such a good piece of news because he didn't bring the camera.

She glanced again, and suddenly found that this scared person seemed to be a professor at Columbia University.

Several people gathered around the professor. According to the words of the middle-aged woman, some raised their feet, some were smooth, and some were fanned. They were busy, and the frightened professor made a strange noise, and his eyes were no longer complete. It is white, and the originally crooked face is gradually returning to normal.

"Damn it!"

The eyes of the few people around the professor would look at the screen from time to time, and one of them suddenly said, "The murderer is not the caregiver."

The others immediately forgot about the professor and all looked at the screen. Because of the misleading previous scenes, they all thought that the nurse was the real murderer, but the ending was not...

The sneak shot found a video recorder from the dead nurse and pressed the play button, "Hello, Mr. Induo, I was called Sepp in the hospital. I want you to make a choice."

This sound has appeared several times before, and everyone knows that it is the sound of a jigsaw, which also means that the caregiver is not a jigsaw!

He is not the culprit behind the scenes.

Everyone stared at the screen closely, watching the flashbacks of scenes, as if they wanted to get answers.

"You have ******** in your body, and only I have the antidote. Are you willing to kill a mother and daughter to save yourself? If so, the rules of the game are as follows..."

He is also the subject of Jigsaw's trial!

Who is the one? Who is the one? Daisy scratched her head anxiously.

It's not him? Luis Gonzalez quickly recalled the main characters. The doctor saw off his leg, the nurse died, and the police died. Who else?

Is it really that girl Amanda? But it's not like...

Just when everyone wanted to be the real murderer behind the scenes, a person slowly got up from behind the sneak shot, he tore off the disguise he was covering his head, like a **** waking up from a deep sleep, and opened his eyes. !

The suicidal corpse in the middle is a jigsaw! Luis Gonzalez sat on the chair in shock, forgetting to breathe!

The suicidal corpse in the middle is a jigsaw! The thin black man and the fat white man on both sides clenched their fists tightly, and even spoke!

The suicidal corpse in the middle is a jigsaw! Daisy clasped her hands together unconsciously, and suddenly felt very cold!

The suicidal corpse in the middle is a jigsaw! Carla Faith looked at the pictures on the screen and couldn't hide the surprise in his eyes!

The suicidal corpse in the middle is a jigsaw! All the audience were stunned by this ending!

how can that be? This is their reaction!

Scenes in the film began to flash back, and the film left enough clues. How could this be impossible? Obviously they didn't expect it!

"He likes to watch his perverted games up close!"

A person suddenly yelled in a very loud voice, "In fact, the film has already told us the answer!"

"Go away!" Another voice sounded behind him, "Quickly go away, you blocked me."

A big hand stretched out, ignoring that the person had just helped him, and directly pushed him aside, staring at the screen in a daze, seeing the jigsaw walking towards the door, and ignoring that he was just unconscious, and said loudly, "It turns out that He is a jigsaw!"

The unconscious professor slapped his leg hard, "Hey, I missed such a wonderful scene!"

He didn't care at all about the coma, and instead complained that he had missed the jigsaw scene.

The people next to him laughed, they were not much better than the professor. This ending was really shocking, completely beyond everyone's expectations.

This is simply perfect!

"game over!"

The jigsaw closes the iron gate, the screen turns black, subtitles appear, director Murphy Stanton, screenwriter Murphy Stanton, producer Murphy Stanton...

When the movie was over, Carla Faith picked up her handbag and was about to leave the theater. Only then did she discover that everyone was still looking at the subtitles on the screen and had no intention of leaving at all. Many people were even in a daze.

Luis Gonzalez was also in a daze, recalling the last editing scene that flashed back, and patted his forehead hard. Why didn't he think that the corpse in the middle would be a jigsaw?

There should be a lot of details that I have overlooked. It seems that I have to look at it again in time.

He stood up first, pulled the thin man on one side, then the fat man on the other side, and reminded, "It's over, let's go."

"That's it..." The fat man murmured and stood up.

The thin man seemed to be reluctant to go, "Why is it so short?"

Those who belonged to their small team stood up one after another. Some looked reluctantly at the screen, some wandered into thinking, and some walked back and forth three times, taking three times longer than usual before leaving the theater.

"Fuc@K!"

As soon as I left the theater, someone said, "The director is too good, and it's playing tricks on all of us."

The fat man said, "But it's pretty! I'd rather be fooled by such a wonderful movie than watch a bad movie."

"What's the name of this director?" The thin man stood at the entrance of the theater and touched his head embarrassedly. "I was shocked by the ending and didn't pay attention to the director's name."

Luis Gonzalez stepped away from the theater entrance, "Murphy Stanton, he's still a screenwriter!"

"I don't remember that there is such a director in the horror film industry." Another person said, "It should be a new director, a new director..."

He didn't say anything, just raised the thumb of his right hand.

Raising his hand to look at the time, Luis Gonzalez reminded, "It's getting late, please go back early."

For those of them who are already working, movies are relaxation, pastime, and entertainment, but not life. Everyone beckoned and walked towards their cars.

The thin black man came to the end and said to Luis Gonzalez before leaving, "I won't go to the party tomorrow. Don't forget to recommend this movie at the party."

"I can't forget it." Luis Gonzalez patted him on the back. "It's such a good film, I want to share it with others now."

When he started his car, he was still thinking, is this Murphy Stanton really a new director? Can the rookie director achieve this level? When did such an amazing newcomer pop up in the movie circle? Why haven't I heard of it before.

Daisy had a stern face when she came to the theater, and she still had a stern face when she left the theater. The front was tired from looking for the theater, and the back was surprised by the movie.

The director named Murphy Stanton is too unconventional to play cards! The first film let Little Red Riding Hood castrate the Big Bad Wolf. This is a killing game where a pervert lies in the middle and enjoys himself...

Is he also perverted? Daisy jumped out of this thought, but shook her head again. Even if the director is a pervert, he is also a pervert with amazing talent.

Although she was disgusted by the **** footage, she left contentedly.

"The director of Niubi and the screenwriter of Niubi is definitely a turning point..."

Listening to the people who walked out of the theater together, Carla Faith took out her mobile phone. She had also watched "Fruit Candies". Except for Little Red Riding Hood’s anti-killing of the Big Bad Wolf, it was actually quite ordinary. Even at the party later, she still I want Murphy to switch to the news industry, thinking that he is not suitable for the film industry at all, and it is easier to succeed in the news industry.

What now? She smiled, as if she was wrong. This horror film is indeed unexpectedly wonderful, and you can see this by looking at the expressions on the faces of those who left.

Carla Firth walked to his car, leaned against the door, dialed Murphy's number, and the bell rang for a while before it was connected.

"Why do you remember calling me?"

Hearing this familiar voice, Carla Faith didn't talk nonsense, and said directly, "I just watched your new movie."

Murphy, standing at the entrance of the studio, walked to the courtyard, "How do you feel? Isn't it exciting? By the way, is the attendance high?"

"There are nearly twenty spectators in this one."

Hearing this, Murphy nodded. It was Friday morning after all. Carla Fes over there said again, "It's scary. A professor at Columbia University was shocked!"

"Frightened dizzy?" Murphy raised his eyebrows.