The Salted Fish Invading the Entertainment Circle

Chapter 98 A Different Resident Evil ([-])

In the laboratory, the blond man asked the old man in the white coat with some incomprehension: "Dr. Will, we send those raw materials containing prions to various food factories. It is convenient to spread, but..."

"Won't the prions in those raw materials be killed after cooking?"

The old man in the white coat was busy looking at the data on the computer, and said without turning his head: "Don't worry, unless you heat the temperature above 600°C to destroy its protein structure, or use a high concentration of strong melting agent, the prion will It is not so easy to be killed, you know, it is a special virus that produces its effect through the self-folding of proteins."

"In general food processing, the temperature rises to 230°C at most, so put away your unnecessary worries!"

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On the green leather train full of the style of the 80s of the last century, a potbellied American man came to his seat. After some brutally smashing the suitcase on the luggage rack, some bored hands crossed together, and his two thumbs kept twirling around. ,

After a while, he took down the box again, took out two boxes of canned beef and a spoon, took out the universal saber on his waist, picked out the snail-shaped knife, and skillfully scratched the top of the can When the lid was opened, he picked up the spoon as if no one was there, and the juice splashed everywhere;

Pan Yueming and a group of three people passed by him. Xiao Dan looked at the can of fragrant beef and swallowed, but said nothing and continued to follow his father;
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The train moved slowly, and the three of them were sitting on the same seat. Xiao Dan was holding his mother with his left hand and his father with his right hand, like a little mouse who had stolen candy, secretly having fun.

Wan Jing pressed her forehead with her finger angrily: "What are you laughing at?"

Xiao Dan said: "It has been 413 days since I held my father's and mother's hands at the same time!" Xiao Dan looked happy.

Wan Jing was silent, raised his head and looked at Pan Yueming, but they each turned to one side like lightning.

Little Dan flinched, looked west, and finally said pitifully to Pan Yueming: "Father, can you go to grandma's place with us too? The United States is not good at all, and you are not happy at all."

Pan Yueming squeezed out a smile and pinched her nose: "Father still has to work here and save a lot of money. I promise to buy Xiao Dan a big Barbie doll."

Xiao Dan pursed his lips: "Dad lied, you can't even afford the cheapest hamburger, and you have no money to buy me a Barbie doll."

Pan Yueming secretly glanced around in embarrassment, then said haha ​​and turned his head away.

Xiao Dan thought his father didn't believe it, so he pushed Wan Jing's arm: "Mom, I saw that every time Dad bought a hamburger, he would cut it in half and take half out every day."

Wan Jing fondly touched her daughter's head and said seriously: "Okay, mom, I believe you, our Xiaodan won't lie." Then she raised her head and glanced at the man who turned sideways with a complicated look. Pan Yueming.

Xiao Dan showed a proud expression, leaned his little head on his mother's abdomen, and smiled foolishly.

A blonde girl on the opposite side of the seat looked at Xiao Dan with a smile, and suddenly said to Wan Jing: "Your daughter is very cute, how old is she?"

Wan Jing immediately showed a defensive look, staring at the blonde with sharp eyes;

The girl spread her hands and shrugged: "I don't have any malice."

Wan Jing's face relaxed, and she said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I had an allergic reaction just now."

The girl shrugged her head: "It's understandable. After all, many people in this country are not very friendly to Asians. By the way, which country are you from?"

Wan Jing touched Xiao Dan's head: "We are Chinese." There was a hint of pride in his words.

The girl showed a little interest: "Is that the country that knows kung fu?"

Wan Jing hesitated to speak, but finally nodded.

The girl thought for a while: "There are also some Chinese people in our school, but... how should I put it, you are different from them."

Wan Jing frowned: "Why is it different?"

The girl thought for a while, and said with a few strokes: "Those Chinese people I have met, um... how should I put it, they are always very timid, and they dare not resist when they are bullied, so some people in our school did not dare to resist." Go back and blackmail them when you have the money, and you will return with full rewards every time, I have to say, you Huaxia people are still quite rich!"

"And you... Well, I feel very courageous, unlike those submissive Chinese people I've met."

Wan Jing frowned, bit her lips lightly, but didn't say a word.

At this time, Pan Yueming suddenly turned his head and said to the girl: "That's because, whether it is the school administrator or the police, they never take the reports and accusations of us Chinese people seriously. In this country, we have no Enough strength to protect yourself."

The girl shrugged, "Maybe?"

A middle-aged black man next to the girl suddenly frowned and interjected: "Are you Chinese? What about your braids?"

Wan Jing's face flushed immediately, and she said with sharp emphasis: "Are you living in a primitive tribe?"

The girl explained casually: "Their country did not wear braids as early as 100 years ago."

The old black man exclaimed in disbelief: "How is it possible? On TV, shouldn't all Chinese people have long braids?"

Wan Jing looked at him with a sneer: "Yeah, I also thought that all Africans should be naked and live in primitive straw huts with javelins."

The middle-aged black man showed anger: "I am an American, not an African!"

Wan Jing shrugged her shoulders insincerely: "Who knows? They all have black skin anyway, shouldn't the aborigines in the United States be of this color?"

The middle-aged black man crossed his arms angrily, tilted his head and stopped talking.

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The fat man who ate canned beef looked manic, and rushed to the toilet recklessly, causing a lot of shouting and cursing;
In the toilet, the fat man was lying at the entrance of the squatting pit. He vomited for a long time but could not spit out anything. He was so irritated that he banged his head against the wall;

When people outside heard the banging sound coming from the toilet, they looked at it in surprise at first, then turned their heads and laughed as if nothing had happened;

The two white men smiled obscenely and said, "Isn't that guy trying to solve his physical problems in the toilet? This noise is big enough!"

The people next to him heard this and burst out laughing...

In the toilet, the fat man looked at himself in the mirror in horror, and touched his neck with his trembling right hand;

In the mirror, strange purple-black capillaries slowly appeared on his neck, and his two eyes also showed a light fluorescent green;
Fatty lost his mind and hurriedly wanted to open the door for help, but only the sound of "ho ho" came out of his mouth, and his left hand, which had turned light blue gray, could not even turn the toilet doorknob at all.
In desperation, he collapsed on the ground, his slightly strange eyes showed panic, his face once again burst into mania, and his head continued to hit the wall in a stiff posture...

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The middle-aged black man had already got up to leave, and Wan Jing was still teasing Xiao Dan's little hand.

"Bread, beer, sandwiches, let me know if you want to buy them!" Lin Tu walked by with a hand basket in his hand.

Wan Jing stopped him, and after searching for a long time from her satchel, she took out 1 dollar and handed it over: "A sandwich."

Lin Tu didn't take the money and said expressionlessly: "One dollar and 1 cents, you are still 9 cents short."

Wan Jing showed a hint of anger: "Isn't it 70 cents outside? Why is it so expensive here?"

Lin Tu shrugged: "This is a train, I must earn some hard work money, right?"

Xiao Dan gently tugged at the corner of La Wanjing's clothes: "Mom, I'm not hungry." But from the corner of her eye, she involuntarily glanced at the sandwiches in the basket.

This sentence was said in Chinese.

Lin Tu's eyes lit up immediately: "Hey, Chinese people?"

He spoke in an authentic Beijing accent.

Wan Jing relaxed, nodded, and switched to Chinese: "Are you from the imperial capital?"

Lin Tu took the money from Wan Jing, and handed over the sandwich with a generous look: "Since they are all Chinese, I will charge you less money, and I will sell you for one dollar!"

Wan Jing handed the sandwich to her daughter, and said with a look of disgust, "This is an egg sandwich, with no meat at all, you profiteer! Also, since they are all fellow villagers, why can't you make it cheaper?"

Lin Tu took advantage of the opportunity and sat on the seat of the middle-aged black man, and smiled: "Even if I am a fellow, I can't let me not make money, right?" But there was a hint of mischievousness in his eyes.

Wan Jing curled her lips, hesitated, and took out another dollar: "One more."

Lin Tu smiled happily, and after taking out another sandwich to Wan Jing, he happily took the money and put it carefully into his inner pocket.

"Here!" Wan Jing touched Pan Yueming's arm;

Pan Yueming turned his head, looked at the sandwich Wan Jing handed over, his face flushed, and he twisted his neck stiffly: "You eat, I'm not hungry!"

Xiao Dan stared at him: "Dad, I'm lying. I heard your stomach rumbling just now."

Pan Yueming looked a little embarrassed: "Dad, it's because his stomach feels uncomfortable, not because he's hungry."

Wan Jing exerted a little force, and the hand holding the sandwich touched his arm again: "It's been so many years, who doesn't know who it is? Eat it quickly." Her tone was no longer stiff as before, but more familiar. A sense of disgust, as if they were just an ordinary family.

A trace of nostalgia appeared on Pan Yueming's face, and he didn't hesitate any longer. He took the sandwich, took a small bite, and ate it very seriously, but he started eating it quickly.

Looking at Pan Yueming who looked like a starving ghost, Wan Jing showed a smile on her face...

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Outside the toilet, a black man slammed the toilet impatiently: "Hey! Dude, are you alright?"

After several consecutive curses, the black man opened the toilet door and poked inside, only to find that the fat man's back was facing him and his hands were lying on the wall.

The black man yelled a few times, but he didn't get any response. Unable to bear it, he closed the door directly, made a gesture of pulling back, and began to hiss...

Suddenly, a harsh sound came from the toilet,
When the black man raised his head, he found that the fat man's bluish-gray face was covered with purple-blue blood vessels, and his bluish-blue lips looked extraordinarily weird. creepy neon green;
The fat zombie with a ferocious face sniffed his nose, then moved slightly closer to the already frightened black man, slowly opened his white teeth, as seen in the camera, the tongue inside the fat zombie had already turned black...

"Ah!..." A few black people screamed before dying, followed by the banging of the toilet door, and finally became calm...

The people next to him heard the screams, looked at each other, their hands and feet lightened involuntarily,
A young Caucasian man bravely came to the door of the toilet timidly and looked at the door: "What happened?"

After a few times of no response, he raised a gesture, suggesting that the people next to him called the police, but he still stood guard at the door of the toilet;

After a while, two police officers with batons appeared, went to the door and knocked, but after still not getting a reply, the two looked at each other, as if to attack at any time. After confirming their eyes, a policeman slammed the toilet door open;
Suddenly, a black figure fell on the policeman who was about to attack at the door. It was the black man; he slammed his mouth hard, and the policeman screamed, and a bloody arrow shot out...

Without saying a word, another police officer picked up his baton and hit the black man on the head. After a few blows, the black man's ears were smashed off, and a large piece of flesh was scraped off his face by the barbs on the baton.
But the black man seemed to have no feeling at all, biting off bite after bite, bringing out pieces of flesh and blood from time to time;
Looking at the colleague who had stopped screaming and this unresponsive pervert, the marshal panted heavily with an expression of disbelief;

Suddenly, a strange whooshing sound came from the toilet. The fat zombie appeared and pounced again, pressing the policeman against the wall of the aisle and biting him on the shoulder.
After chewing and swallowing the flesh and blood that came out, he didn't smash the marshal who was still screaming, but sniffed his nose, and threw down the other closest to him with a strangely stiff but lightning-fast movement. On a woman...

Exclamations in the carriage rang out again and again, and the passengers who had been watching the excitement realized that something was wrong. Some fled in panic, some fumbled for their mobile phones to call 911, and some remained calm. He stood up and shouted loudly: "Is there a doctor, there are two epileptic patients here!"

After a while, the two zombies bit a few more people in the panicked crowd, but the bodyguard who was bitten to death first was moving strangely, and the amplitude was getting bigger and bigger.
Finally, like a spider, he supported his body on his anti-joints, then stood up stiffly, stumbling towards the chaotic crowd...

As more and more people in the carriage turned into zombies, the surviving people finally couldn't stand anymore and ran towards the carriage behind them. Suddenly, a strong white man turned his head and glanced at the zombies not far behind him. He and the seven or eight people who were still running wildly closed and locked the car door with their backhand, letting the people in the window cry and howl and beat the car door desperately, but they remained unmoved;
There were bursts of wailing before death and the loud noise of a few zombies hitting the car door, and everything finally calmed down.
Only then did the strong white man turn his head, facing a group of people with different expressions, he leaned softly against the car door.

"You should have saved those people." An old white lady muttered.

The strong white man showed a look of shame and indignation on his face, and shouted loudly: "If you save them, you may be bitten by those monsters, have you seen it? If you are bitten by those monsters, you will die! It will become another I am a monster, I am responsible for the lives of more people!"

"Yes, I'm thinking about everyone's safety!"

"I saved you, you should thank me, I am your hero!" The stronger white man became more confident as he spoke, until finally, he raised his hands and his eyes were shining brightly.

Everyone waited to look away, but no one said anything.

The camera scans, and there are many empty canned beef and half-eaten ham sandwiches on the table in the carriage...

In the carriage next to it, fat zombies were biting the corpses that had not yet turned into zombies in the east and west pits...

(End of this chapter)