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Everyone was ready to fight, forming a circle formation to resist the attack of the zombies, only Wang Yilan lay on the slug's corpse and groped up.

"What are you doing?"

"Looking for the beast sac!"

"If you don't leave, your life will be gone!"

Su Jiangchen dragged Wang Yilan away from the corpse and rushed forward.

In the face of the corpses, Su Jiangchen and Wang Yilan also joined the battle and helped to open the way together.

Zombies poured in from all directions, fearing that the gunfire would attract more zombies, and humans and zombies engaged in a fierce hand-to-hand fight outside the theater.

One, two, three...

Even Xiong Huayun and Wang Yilan became more and more ruthless as they killed, and they always had an illusion: the corpses seemed to be endless this time.

In fact, the number of corpses this time is not much, Su Jiangchen has been observing the situation in the audience, and it is estimated that the number of corpses is only in the early 1,000s at most.

In his opinion, this number is not much, but he lacks the experience of fighting with corpses at night, and in the darkness he feels that there are countless and countless zombies coming, Huo Yudong and his third combat team feel that they have to explain here this time.

This can be regarded as dying before leaving the school!

No, it's the first time I've been out of school!

The sword in Huo Yudong's hand is easier to use when fighting people, and it looks more stylish in front of women, but in this kind of situation facing corpses, it is obviously not as good as a heavy weapon like an axe.

Every time he stabbed his sword into the zombie's head, he had to use all his strength to pull it out, almost bringing the zombie's corpse to himself.

At this time, he no longer cared about the image problem, he only wanted to kill the enemy, his body was already splashed with black blood, emitting a fishy smell, which made him brow tightly and churn in his chest and abdomen.

He paid attention to the situation of the team members around him, and found that they insisted very reluctantly, especially those members of the original Xijiang Guild Hall and his rich and powerful friends, who were even more in danger.

Although Huo Yudong didn't know that a large part of this dangerous action was caused by himself, he still knew that the first time he went out to act, he must leave a good impression on his boss Su Jiangchen, and there would be more and better actions and promotion opportunities waiting for him in the future, and his third combat team would be recognized by others, and his status would rise in Guangming Town in the future, it would be difficult to surpass Duan Xue and Wang Tianfu, and it would be impossible to surpass Wang Yilan and Xia Bing. But there shouldn't be any difficulty in surpassing the simple-minded Xiong Huayun, right?

He really wants to perform well, but at this time he has to think about his peers, and losing those friends who used to be rich and making his boss feel that he is not performing well is not the best of both worlds.

"Guangmingchen! We can't hold it anymore! ”

Huo Yudong's performance, of course Su Jiangchen saw it. He knew that this was not a reason of strength at all, nor was it due to physical strength or anything else, but it was all psychological reasons.

They thought that the scale of the corpse tide was too large to resist, because the fear of death had grown the fear of death, affecting the coherence and accuracy of the movements, and then it seemed that they were in danger in battle.

Su Jiangchen snorted dissatisfiedly, and gave an order, which made Huo Yudong and them breathe a sigh of relief.

"Get over the wall into the theater!"

Under the cover of the four paranormals, there were no casualties, and all of them successfully climbed over the wall and entered the theater.

There are no mutated zombies with "dominance" in the corpse group outside, they can only watch the food disappear behind the wall, grabbing the wall skin with their claws in vain, making a piercing friction sound, but they are helpless against the people inside the wall.

There were only a small number of zombies inside the walls of the theater, and they were quickly wiped out.

Su Jiangchen couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw more than two dozen buses parked in the yard.

Luck was great!

These buses must be able to fit the stage stereo, except for the popping out of Wang Yao and the big slug, everything else is in their own plans.

Rush back to Guangming Town tomorrow, there are still two full days to set up the stage and prepare for the party, Guangming Town will definitely have a wonderful Chinese New Year's Eve.

Now all you have to do is go in and find the stage speakers.

But when he entered the theater, he was dumbfounded.

......

Pushing open the door of the theater and stepping into it, the theater was quiet as Su Jiangchen expected, and it should be empty.

They turned on their flashlights and lit up the surroundings.

The theater was a mess, with posters and billboards scattered on the floor, tables and chairs scattered across the aisles, broken parts, broken glass on windows, and most of the goods in the shops at the entrance were empty, and some were thrown everywhere.

In addition, there are dried blood stains on the walls and floors, and human bones can be seen sporadically.

"Boss, are you sure that when the end of the world breaks out, there will be no one in the theater?" Even Xiong Huayun, who is tendoned and unresponsive, can see that this theater is not as simple as they think.

Su Jiangchen silently picked up a piece of paper and looked at the contents on it.

"XX Company's New Year's Performing Performances".

Su Jiangchen took a deep breath and was speechless for a while.

Bad luck!

No wonder there are so many buses parked outside!

Judging from the number of buses and the number of people on board, he can roughly estimate the number of people here when the apocalypse breaks out, and he can also estimate the number of zombies, but it shouldn't be too accurate.

And after everyone came in, so far, not a single zombie has been seen, and it is not ruled out that there will be some other accidents inside.

Su Jiangchen was extremely depressed, with two big heads.

He threw the program list on the ground hatefully, venting the depression in his heart: "These damn capitalists, holding a New Year's theatrical performance will also occupy a public holiday, it's really damned!" ”

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention.

Huo Yudong thought that Su Jiangchen was taking the opportunity to express his dissatisfaction with what he had just done, so he immediately lowered his head, not daring to say a word at all.

......

It's full of zombies!

Su Jiangchen quietly opened a crack in the door of the performance hall and looked inside.

This theater is not small, the audience area is divided into many floors, and the center of the performance hall is full of zombies standing densely at a glance!

Because he was worried about attracting the attention of the zombies, he only opened a small slit, his field of vision was limited, and he didn't see any special circumstances, but in this situation, he became more and more convinced that there must be something wrong inside.