Pick up a corpse to be reborn: Miss Ghost

Chapter 1144 Uncle Sam's Big Apple

"Everyone, you must not believe what you see with your eyes.

That's right, we are on the streets of Manhattan right now, and the real "Dead Rising" is being staged here. According to the news we received earlier, these... Hey, Big Billy, behind you, ah! ! ! ! "

The TV signal was cut off suddenly, and when the screen switched back again, the black female announcer was dumbfounded, showing a completely terrified expression, unable to continue broadcasting urgent news for a while.

And the audience naturally didn't miss it. Before the camera landed, they saw with their own eyes the bloody twenty-ban scene of the reporter's neck being ripped off.

"Mark, did you hear a sound in the yard? Could it be that nasty newspaper thief is stealing newspapers from our house again?"

"Okay, son of a bitch, if you dare to steal our newspaper, I will make your ass bloom... Uh, what are you? Hey! Don't come here! I have a gun!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Mark! Did you really shoot? Are you crazy? Ah!? Mark!!!!"

Subsequent violent gunshots erupted in every corner of Manhattan.

The police, gangsters, and any civilian with a gun at home fired all the bullets within a few hours of the incident.

Five hundred, this number then expanded into an incalculable number at the speed of a geometric progression.

Manhattan's police system collapsed within three hours of the incident.

In the blood-stained and chaotic office, the phone kept ringing.

But after a few hours, gradually, the voices of the phones stopped one by one, until the empty office returned to the deathly silence again.

Later, when the army moved in, it was too late, and the situation was completely out of control.

Those soldiers who originally wanted to save people didn't expect that they would step into the quagmire instead.

New York is full of people, with all classes.

Whites, blacks, yellows, reds (Indians are reds), Na'vi (Nani?).

People who have money, people who have no money, people who don’t need to drive their own doors, people who use skateboards for transportation, people who always stick their phones to their ears.

People who eat hot dogs at street vendors for every Chinese meal, people who make a living by intimidating people who are weaker than themselves, people who are determined to follow the stock market curve up and down...

This is the most talked about Big Apple of Uncle Sam's family, which brings together people from five continents, or a fantasy land with alien friends.

But soon, there were only two classes left in the city.

Just got bitten.

as well as……

Instant bites!
(End of this chapter)