(Thanks to a group of people for the new book.) Especially thanks to Scratching Dragon, that is, Sauerkraut Xiaolong, that is, the author of "Korean Entertainment: I Am Trying Not to Update", and the introduction of this article is from him. People are like their namesa, scratching thousands of miles.

The new book is still a group of old books, the one with the flytrap, and the group number is 248356773. The Venus flytrap will still be updated, but I haven't written it for a long time, and it's very slow at the moment. That book basically gave up the signing.,Finish this will.,But it's going to be slow.,Everyone bears.。 There is more communication in the group. There are a lot of gods in the group, such as the head, the emptiness, and the same. )

"Uppercase J is like a scorpion..."The music sounded, Jiang Jun just thought that the lyrics were quite interesting when he first listened to this song, and it was not because he admired or thought the music was good, but it became a habit to listen to it, and the smile when he was at the airport before Jiang Jun only used the excuse of liking the idol called Xiaolu to deal with the past, and now he is sitting in the seat of economy class and is slightly relaxed and does not want to pretend to be familiar with the people around him, for fear of revealing flaws, So he simply put on headphones and pretended to be an otaku who didn't like to socialize with people.

Fortunately, Li Quan is also participating in SONE group activities for the first time, and most of the people who are familiar with him are through the Internet. Even if there is a sudden change of person, most people just feel that it seems that he is a little different from just now and doesn't care much.

"Hey~ How do you listen to this!?" The little fat man who was tired of being called Chu Jiang happened to be sitting next to him, at this time Jiang Jun's headphones were a little big, he frowned when he listened to the song inside, and took off the headphones close to him without waiting for Jiang Jun to reply, and then forcibly stuffed his own into his ears: "Listen to this, I'm going to a concert, shouldn't I warm up?" ”

“gee~gee~gee~gee，babybaby…”

When the cheerful music came, Jiang Jun couldn't help frowning, and subconsciously raised his hand to tear off the headphones, but finally thought about his identity or pressed it, and closed his eyes to recuperate.

When the plane finally flew to Seoul, he woke up from his pretend sleep and silently packed his bags. In fact, most of the things on his body are familiar with the sone young man named Li Quan, and in addition to the clothes he stole when he fled, the only ones that belong to him Jiang Jun are probably the rings on his left and right hands.

His mind was a little complicated for a while, and after getting off the plane, the little fat man on the side pushed him and said in a complaining tone: "I really convinced you, and I don't know if you are sone, I was able to fall asleep listening to the man's gee on the plane just now." ”

"Haha, maybe people like to listen to it. Why don't you think so, Li Quan has to listen to the songs of the men when he sleeps, isn't that good? The people he was familiar with on the side were joking, and seeing that Jiang Jun seemed to be still in a daze, he smiled and pushed him: "Let's go!" Let's go to the hotel to drop off our luggage, and then we have to rush to the scene. We are the last group of sones to come here to watch the concert, and the previous waves are estimated to have even rehearsed the on-site support. ”

"Oh." Jiang Jun responded lightly and silently followed the team. In such a team obsessed with idols, it is easy for him to hide himself.

"Let's follow along." Jiang Jun made up his mind in his heart, a large number of people and relatively simple lurking in such a team was perfect for him. Jiang Jun estimated that at this time, the police force in City B should have found the real Li Quan trapped in the toilet, but it doesn't matter, contact South Korea, plus verify the control, he still has a lot of time with the efficiency of the Great Celestial Empire.

With the bus that had been rented a long time ago, he rushed to the hotel where he lived first, and it just so happened that the same room with him was the little fat man who was called Chu Jiang, Jiang Jun familiarized himself with the things in Li Quan's luggage without a trace, and then brought the support under the supervision of the little fat man Chu Jiang. This kind of fan's glow stick makes him a little chilly, if it weren't for the cover-up, it is estimated that whoever asked him to take such a damn thing would probably have the urge to kill the other party.

I have to say that this group called Girls' Generation does demonstrate the almost terrifying appeal of all popular idol groups, just looking at the hard-to-find situation and the current situation of crowds outside the venue, Jiang Jun feels a little hard to believe. He is a lonely person, and he is used to being alone, in fact, anyone who wants to live for a long time in his line of work should know one thing, that is, you can't trust everyone too much, that is the world of killers, and this is the world of idols, he can scoff at it, but what he knows is that he doesn't know such a world.

The sea of pink, the cheers of countless people, in such a scene, Jiang Jun saw the nine girls who appeared on the stage, I have to say that Li Quan's seat was bought well, according to Jiang Jun's eyesight that is better than ordinary people, he can clearly see the appearance of the nine girls in such a good position. is not the stunning beauty who brought disaster to the country and the people in his imagination, and even compared with the beautiful women he occasionally found when he was acting on the scene to vent his pressure, it was not as good as the maturity and charm of the woman alone, but the vitality of the nine people on the stage seemed to have the power to make everyone present crazy except him.

"Girlhood?" Jiang Jun read the name of the group, and then fell silent.

"Phew!" Countless fireworks bloomed all around, rising into the night sky, Jiang Jun raised his head and looked at the fire shining in the starry sky, and suddenly had some bad omen in his heart.

At this time on the north-south border.

"General!"

"Hmm. Comrades for your hard work! An officer nodded majestically, standing on the huge wall newly built in the north on the north-south border, the officer looked at the bright lights of the south, his eyes flashed with a touch of fanaticism, and then shouted: "Prepare for shelling!" All for the leader! ”

"All for the leader!"

The cloth cover was lifted, and the brand-new cannon tilted towards the sky at a 45-degree angle.

"Goal! Rotten Seoul! Launch! ”

"Empty! Empty! Empty! ”

In the cheers, the mixed abnormal noise made Jiang Jun keenly capture.

"It's clear... The sound of a catapult falling to the ground! He frowned, and his whole body immediately tensed up like a predatory leopard.

The cheers, the music, the smoke, all of them carried the whole venue away, but the more this happened, the tighter Jiang Jun's brows wrinkled.

"There is no explosion, is it an empty bomb drill?" His eyes quickly looked at the sky outside along the wall of the venue, and the flames of the explosion did not appear, which should have reassured him, but the warning signs in his heart did not weaken but became more and more intense.

"What's going on? What's going on? With a broken thought in his heart, Jiang Jun stood up violently.

"gee~gee~gee..."It happened that the whole scene was in the most ** part, everyone sang in unison, he stood up suddenly, and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes, because at this time he finally found something wrong, there was no fire, and there was no explosion, but the black sky outside the wall at the moment was a faint yellow mist under the reflection of the scene lights.

"Is it a chemical or biological weapon? It was done by the North! MD, is Lao Tzu going to die here? Jiang Jun neatly moistened his coat with water, and pierced his coat from his neck until his mouth and nose were firmly tied up in the eyes of the people around him who looked at him like fools. But he knew that this was useless, and if it was really useful, wouldn't biological and chemical weapons be too worthless?

"Vomit ~ cough cough cough ~ vomit ~" In the back row, an audience member suddenly bent down and began to retch without warning, followed by another one.

"Is it over? Are you going to finish? Jiang Jun has a self-deprecating urge to laugh, he has experienced too many dangers, he is safe and sound, and even if the mistakes caused by emergencies make him aggrieved, he can escape, who knows that he will fall into such a dead end.

"Wait!" He suddenly sensed that something was wrong, and although the number of people vomiting around him was increasing, it was not as many as he had imagined.

"Could it be—" he quickly untied the wet coat wrapped around his head and threw it to the ground, "breathing normally, his pulse was normal, and he didn't feel like throwing up." He scanned the surroundings and saw that most of the people didn't seem to be vomiting, compared to less than 20% of people who had such symptoms, and even lower than that number.

"Experimental surname virus weapon?" Jiang Jun settled his mind and quickly summed up the most realistic possibility.

When viral weapons are dropped, they will vary from person to person, because the human body itself is different due to the difference in the environment and the substances ingested, especially the virus with the experimental surname, if there is a unique surname, even if it does not work for most people, it is not unusual.

Thinking about the military power of the northern kingdom that gave people a chilling impression, Jiang Jun was a lot more relieved, and his attention stopped on the nearest vomiter.

"Wow~" In just over four minutes, the man fell to the ground. Jiang Jun glanced at it again, and found that all the people who vomited seemed to have fallen to the ground quickly in a short period of time, and the scene became chaotic for a while.

"You, are you alright? Don't scare me. Beside the man closest to him, a man who seemed to be his friend shook him with concern.

Jiang Jun is not a saint, he will not remind him of the possibility of contact infection, but wants to take this opportunity to see what subsequent symptoms of this virus have so that he can survive safely in the infection area.

"Huh~Huh~Huh~" The person who fell to the ground was shaken for a while, his body suddenly twisted, and then his mouth suddenly made a sound similar to the agitation of a bellows, and without waiting for Jiang Jun to observe himself, the man suddenly sat up violently, and then bit his neck when his companion's surprised expression had not subsided.

"You, ah, what are you doing!" His companion shook him off in pain, but the man grabbed his companion's thigh and bit him down.

Time, seven minutes.

It only took seven minutes for the bitten man to vomit.

Jiang Jun doesn't have to wait any longer, because he knows that this is the old scene of zombies biting people and turning zombies in games and movies.

"Is Weiguang Zhengjin Sanfat in the north a fan of Resident Evil?" complained silently in his heart, but Jiang Jun's figure was retreating sharply, he was unarmed and had no firearms, he would definitely suffer a loss against this kind of thing.

When he retreated, he glanced at a few entrance passages, as if he didn't expect to encounter such an unexpected situation during the concert, most of the passages were not opened, and the few places that could be entered and exited were already crowded with people, people pushing and howling, and from time to time there were painful sounds of people being trampled.

Jiang Jun looked around, then carefully avoided the gradually increasing zombie area, went around to the side of the stage, and jumped onto the stage with a strong hand.

"Backstage, there should be a channel in the background!"

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