MTL - American Fame and Fortune-Chapter 114 An artistic party

 Chapter 114 An artistic party

On Friday, the sun had just risen above the head, and a bus drove from the Sacred Valley to the Malibu beach and stopped in front of a single-family villa.

Jenna Jameson stood up from the front row seat and shouted: "Girls, those who are here today are all big shots in Hollywood. If you can impress them... I don't need to tell you, you all understand."

She deliberately didn’t say the next words to let these young **** understand themselves. Even if the words were wrong in the future, it would be their misunderstanding: “Also, after you leave here, watch your mouth.”

 A total of 31 female artists got off the bus and came to the door of the villa.

Bruce stood on the edge of the porch, looked at each other, and shook his head slightly. No **** is as good as gold.

When the female artists came over, Bruce blocked the door: "Leave all electronic equipment, including mobile phones, and I will keep them safe for you."

This was communicated in advance. Everyone took out their mobile phones, put them into labeled plastic bags, and wrote their names.

Bruce said to Jenna: "The stylists and costume designers are here, please take them over."

Jenna invited others to enter the temporary dressing room in the villa, started to put on makeup and change into special clothes, and then went outside to familiarize herself with the venue to match the rehearsed play.

 Cars were coming one after another. Mene got out of a van and directed the people from the party company to carry the wine, drinks and food, while another group of people went to set up the venue.

Mene came to the porch, opened a can of iced Coke, drank most of it in one breath, wiped his mouth and said: "To hold such a high-end party, the money is really not money, it is like paper. If it were it, I would have declared bankruptcy." "

He was involved from the beginning: "Old Bu, including those beauties, isn't fifty thousand dollars enough?"

Bruce said in a deep voice: "You don't understand, this is called investment, and only with investment can there be returns."

Mene said: "No wonder I have been working for several years and am still a small actor."

It was getting dark, and the guests invited by Martin arrived one after another. Benjamin was the first to come and gave Martin a hug as soon as he entered the door.

"I told people in Atlanta that Martin Davis never forgets old friends." Benjamin took out a fang pendant from his neck, which was given to him by Martin: "Look at those pieces of shit, who dares to laugh at them? I."

 Martin said with a smile: “I’ll introduce you to a few friends in a minute, all from the film industry.”

 Soon, Robert Patrick arrived,

 Michelle Gondry and Alexandre Aja came in the same car.

 The last ones to come are Zomi Schierra and Wes Craven.

 Martin introduced several people, and all the people and topics basically revolved around Wes Craven and horror films.

 Everyone was drinking and waiting for dark.

When it got dark, Martin came to the door, clapped his hands, and said loudly: "Gentlemen, ghosts are infested tonight. They are best at devouring people's brothers. I sincerely suggest you protect your brothers!"

 Everyone laughed.

Those who can come over to play are all open-minded. Martin added: "We have a competition. Whoever takes off his pants first will be invited to a Michelin-starred restaurant for a French meal tomorrow."

Craven said with a smile: "What a great idea, let's see who can resist it first!"

Benjamin shouted: "Old Bu, help me find a chain lock, and you can hide the key while I lock the waistband of my trousers."

Even Zomi, who is introverted, put his arms around Benjamin's neck and laughed.

Craven walked towards the door: "I will definitely persist until the end."

Martin opened the door, and the large courtyard with the swimming pool of the villa was dark. There was only a slit of crescent moon in the sky, without any brilliance.

 Alexander was the first to go out: "In the film "Blood Moon" I shot, two girls went out at night, and a terrible situation suddenly broke out without warning..."

Including Martin, everyone came out and vaguely saw five people standing in the open space nearby, blocking their way.

The music suddenly blasted, and the blurry figures trembled.

Their joints are stiff and they move like zombies or like dancing humanoid machines.

 The dim lights turned on at this moment, and five tall women in gray-white nurse uniforms were facing away from Martin and others.

With the music, their bodies twitched and twisted violently, as if every joint had an independent consciousness, wanting to break away from their **** bodies and wield sharp knives that did not fit their identities to release violence.

 The twisted figures, rotten bandages, and vague murmurs made the artists breathe heavily.

At this moment, the five nurses turned around together, raised their sharp knives, and walked towards this side step by step with strange and stiff steps.

 The dim light shines on their tumor-covered faces, creating a sharp contrast between their ugly and evil bodies and their **** and hot bodies.

 Michel, a Frenchman who pursues romance, suddenly said: "Why, why do I make them stupid? Is there something wrong with me?"

 Alexander said: "I have it too."

When the female nurses were five meters away, they all stopped and stabbed mechanically with the sharp knives. They looked so evil and cruel.

Benjamin couldn't help but grab his crotch and fastened his hands on the waistband of his trousers.

 It’s not that I don’t want to be the first one, but it’s just that the treat is too expensive.

 Martin is a passionate and exuberant person, and the air he exhales is obviously getting hotter.

 A group of perverts!

Craven looked at the scary nurse with interest and said: "This one is worth it tonight! Impulse and death threats are combined in one, Martin, you are such a talent!" ˆ ˆ ˆ "Guys, tomorrow at the Citric Sour Restaurant, I'm treating you." Patrick, an actor who showed his emotions openly, unbuttoned his belt and rushed forward: "I obviously don't want to lose, but I can't control myself."

 He looked at the **** and scary nurses: "Martin, you bastard, you make me feel like a pervert."

Martin called everyone over to the nurse and came to the edge of the swimming pool, saying: "Guys, there is lunch tomorrow, but no one has asked for the wine in the evening."

 There was a crisp snap, startling the nearest Zomi.

 He quickly stepped back.

A pale hand grasped the edge of the swimming pool and led the person to climb up slowly from the swimming pool.

This man lowered his head, and his wet black hair fell in front of his face, covering his face. The thin white clothes on his body were soaked, almost transparent, and the scenery underneath was exposed but not exposed.

Sadako came ashore, just like in the movie, crawling towards everyone step by step.

With a bang, the door of the nearby dressing room opened, and a female vampire with blue eyes and fangs, wrapped in a leather coat and chains, jumped out. She was tearing at the female werewolf crazily. In the fierce battle, pieces of her clothes were torn to pieces and flying.

Werewolves and vampires came on stage early, and Martin could only make mistakes, but the effect was good anyway.

Michelle felt romantic in her bones. She took a step forward and came to Sadako. Looking at the wet hair covering her face, she said, "Sadako, it's time to show off your eloquence!"

He shouted to the vampire and werewolf again: "Don't play with these imaginary things, give me something exciting, real swords and guns..."

 The female werewolf and the vampire completely disarmed each other and began to fight for real.

 “I want to be a demon hunter!” Alexander Ajia roared, rushing into the werewolves and vampires, waving the demon-slaying gun to fight against the dark evil creatures.

 The battle instantly became intense.

The sound of footsteps came from the left side of the swimming pool, and a group of zombies in ragged clothes swayed over.

Their bodies were gray and their faces were blue, with black and red blood and minced meat hanging around their mouths.

 Benjamin ran out quickly and shouted: "The zombies are mine, no one can **** them from me!"

 The Sacred Valley version of Night of the Living Dead is officially staged.

Across the swimming pool, the spotlights turned on, and on the small temporary stage, several Latina snake girls walked up.

They were wrapped with pythons, and the snakes covered their sensitive parts. Zomi looked carefully and found that the pythons all grew out of that place.

 As if possessed by Salma Hayek, the Snake Girls danced a dance from "Dawn Until Dawn".

　This caught Zomi's heart. He didn't bother to go around the long and narrow swimming pool, jumped in, waded through the waist-deep water, and rushed onto the stage.

  Dance with snakes.

Craven looked at Martin and said, "Why didn't I know you in advance? Your party is so creative." He looked down and said, "Normal stimulation was useless to me, but now I have a strong reaction. Martin, we need to hold more parties like this in the future and invite me to every party!”

Martin responded without hesitation: "No problem."

If there are a few more parties like this, he will go bankrupt: "Wes, I have prepared a special gift for you today, come with me, your child is waiting for you."

The two walked through a grass field and entered the villa hall. The hall was brightly lit and many female artists were here.

 At the front of the hall, Freddy is fighting Jason to the death.

Freddy’s kettle-shaped claws penetrated Jason’s body.

 Jason's same machete also penetrated Freddy's vital part.

 The two madmen in the history of Hollywood movies let out a shocking war cry.

At this time, several succubi rushed behind them. They pulled their long tails behind them, grabbed the tip of their kettle-like tails, and pounced on Jason and Freddy's backs.

Freddy and Jason were suddenly attacked. They stretched out their hands towards Craven and said in a sad voice: "Daddy, help me! Dad, help me!"

　　What man can bear this situation?

 Must become a hero!

The night wind came in through the window and blew Craven's gray hair. The old artist couldn't bear it anymore and walked forward with a roar: "You little **** who crawled out of hell, let go of my child! I Where’s the gun! I’m going to kill you with my gun!”

The godfather of horror movies keeps getting stronger, killing the succubi from hell, and comforting his children in the most appropriate way.

But strangely, Freddy and Jason screamed louder.

 Martin went into another room.

Several blond succubi were waiting for him.

Kayden Cross grabbed the tail and bit it into his mouth.

 This is a party full of art, and both parties participating in the party are from two major art meccas in the United States.

 (End of this chapter)