Chapter 101: Singing stops

Many years later, people in city Y still remember this night. +++All Tanmei Novels: EbookFREE.me
Originally, the human army was tightly sealed, and the Chengcheng people were sandwiched between the erosion marsh and the west wall of the city center. As soon as the chaos of the Grand Theater broke out, "Marshal Zhu" suddenly disappeared, and the human blockade appeared in chaos for a moment. Shu Jun didn't let this opportunity pass, and immediately broke up 30,000 people, infiltrating eastward from various strange routes.
Without the shelter of the He (chengcheng) people, the erosion marsh happily moved forward, destroying the nearest protective wall. It managed to squeeze itself into the city, and then dashed towards the Grand Theater-at that moment, there was the densest crowd in the city near the Grand Theater.
It doesn't mean to distinguish between people and cheng people. After all, people who eat a good (chengcheng) people may get special abilities, and people who eat a lot of them can quickly replenish their strength. This "acupuncture" eroding marsh only wants efficiency, not the quality of the food.
People in the Grand Theatre heard the alarm that was approaching, and no one wanted to escape in the dark. People on the outermost periphery did not hesitate to rush into the high-rise hotel next to the Grand Theater, hoping that the high-end buildings would have better defenses. The people who were squeezing into the theater were squeezing crazily, and they were about to squeeze out their lives.
Under Zhu Sheng's order, the door inside the theater was opened. At this moment, no one considers the issue of whether or not the leader is the leader, and they are all struggling to find a place to shelter.
Some people even squeezed into the hall where the performance was being performed.
Ai Xiaoxiao walked in the erosion zone for many days, and his skills were neat. There are many raised decorations and pipes in the large theater. She grabbed them and jumped away from the crowd easily. After some adjustments, Ai Xiaoxiao climbed steadily in the place with the best view and instructed the rescuers from the fourth house to control the flow of people. However, people's desire to survive is too big (strong qiang). Rao is a group of guys with knotted muscles and can't stand so many people crowding around.
Ai Xiaoxiao is a researcher, and he is not good at such crowd management. The situation has just eased a bit, and it has quickly deteriorated.
Where did Zhu Yanchen go? What exactly does Shu Jun want (gan gan)?
If this goes on, people will really be killed here-although she has foreseen sacrifice, this unnecessary sacrifice will still make people feel confused. These panicked people are just ordinary people, so they can't even think about them as targets.
While observing the trend of people, she yelled at the communicator, making her throat hoarse. However, Ai Xiaoxiao is really not good at this kind of management. The more anxious she is, the more mistakes she makes in her judgment. The yelling and screaming of people's dissatisfaction grew louder, and more people were squeezing into the theater.
How to do?
Zhu Yanchen has just been identified as a "fake", and now it will only fall short when exposed (exposure). Old man Dong is not here, even if he is there, he can't mobilize more guards in time. The recent team fought against the swamp outside, and the situation became a mess.
The public is not even aware of the concept of brain erosion, and the human army can't even deal with ordinary erosion. Even if Zhu Yanchen wanted to prepare in advance, he couldn't prepare any flowers. This time the vaccinations were almost vicious, but the impact had already made her unacceptable.
It is necessary to make judgments between the flashes of light and fire, and if the judgment is wrong, it is necessary to pay the lives of others. Ai Xiaoxiao climbed on top of a stone sculpture, looking down at the increasingly turbulent crowd below, and suddenly she couldn't shout.
No, you can't stop.
Just when she took out the communicator and planned to contact everyone who could be contacted. The singing in the theater suddenly stopped.
Finally, more and more people poured into the hall, and Xia Liang, who was singing on stage, also noticed something was wrong. People are no longer intoxicated by the singing, and they all look scared, and many are still crying in fear.
Ai Xiaoxiao gritted his teeth and carefully crawled from the wall to the direction of the hall. Her hands were all sweaty, and she was almost dragged into the crowd by the desperate crowd below.
There are still many people from the three major families in the hall, maybe there are one or two commanders with decent abilities. When things got to this point, she had to get lucky—a few unconscious people had appeared in the crowd below, and the scene was quite dangerous.
"There are still thousands of people who haven't come in!" Outside the theater, the people from the fourth house hurriedly shouted. "The alarm is about to crush your face! Something is approaching—"
"The situation is really wrong, you guys also run quickly. Life is the most important thing!" Ai Xiaoxiao's voice seemed to be on fire, and he finally squeezed out a word. "I'll find a way inside!"
But what can she do?
The beautiful and thick carpet was covered with dust, and the green plants and furnishings were knocked over. The crowd is like a mudslide down the mountain, rushing forward regardless. People from the three major families left the table one after another and rushed to the upper echelons with better safety (sexual sex).
There are only poor bodyguards here, and the main body of the guard is outside the theater, which has long been dispersed by the crowd. Even if there is a commander here, it may not be able to control the scene.
Is it necessary to sacrifice these tens of thousands of people to the three major families at close range so that they can face the problem of marsh erosion? Zhu Yanchen shouldn't make such a wicked plan, right?
Maybe she should have controlled the scene? Did she ignore something important? I'm sorry, she can provide medical support at best
Seeing more people injured, screamed. The children screamed at their parents, and the old people moaned weakly. Ai Xiaoxiao cursed silently, his eyes slowly turning red.
If this matter didn't come to a good result, she would definitely pick Zhu Yanchen a few dollars where it was not fatal-as a doctor, she couldn't bear this the most.
In order to gain more breathing space, many people crowded onto the wide stage. The light screen on the stage was still shining brilliantly, illuminating the blood on the ground for a while.
That canary was the slowest withdrawing. Xia Liang seemed to be frightened by the scene in front of him. He clenched the microphone with both hands and didn't move for a long time. When the first person stood firm on the stage, Xia Liang's assistant grabbed her and tried to drag her backstage.
But Xia Liang still didn't move. She looked at the wounded patient rushing in front of her, and the sweet smile on her face disappeared and replaced with a strange expression.
"Miss Xia, go! It's too dangerous here!" The assistant was still pulling her anxiously.
Ai Xiaoxiao grinned in the corner of the hall. She approached the stage with all her strength and pulled away the hoarse voice: "I'm a doctor! Dr. Ai from Ai's Medical Center! Do you have a bodyguard? There are two seriously injured patients over there. Squeeze it down! Help!"
Her voice has never been so bad, and her vocal cords seem to be bleeding. But Ai Xiaoxiao raised his voice, and his voice became louder: "The herd of animals are gone, please, help!"
Although she has no liking for this rich lady who is incapable of cannibalism, she can only bet her hope on Miss Xia’s "kindness" sign-before she can figure out a solution to the problem, she must reduce it as much as possible. The burden of the injured.
Xia Liang's beautiful big eyes turned to her.
In previous shows, photographers have always liked to close Xia Liang's eyes. Her eyes are soft (dry gan) and her eyes are innocent, which easily arouses people's desire for protection. Only at this special moment, Miss Xia wore a complicated (off-shoulder) dress, high heels stepped on the stage that was about to fall, and put on such an innocent expression... The whole picture was indescribably funny.
The assistant gave Ai Xiaoxiao a huge roll of eyes. He continued to pull Xia Liang's arm, but didn't dare to use too much force: "Miss Xia Liang! The siren just now was an alert to raise the warning level. This is already a battlefield. Go ahead, here. There hasn’t been much media!"
Xia Liang glanced at Ai Xiaoxiao, and then looked at more and more people on the stage-Xia Liang is quite popular among the people, and now even if they rushed onto the stage, they also subconsciously retreated, as if they were afraid of hurting her.
The innocence in her eyes disappeared.
When Xia Liang turned to his assistant, there was a strange sly on her expression: "You said this is the battlefield?"
Ai Xiaoxiao is accustomed to the black market and is better at seeing people. In that short second, Xia Liang's momentum had a subtle change-the innocent young deer suddenly turned into a squinting fox, quietly (showing) its fangs.
The assistant had never seen Xia Liang look like this. This time it was his turn to react, and he even squashed a lot of words: "Yes, yes, this is the battlefield! You have to stay here again, Father Xia is sure Won't let me go!"
"Oh, I haven't experienced the front line of the battlefield yet." Xia Liang said slowly. She looked at the chaotic crowd in front of her, her eyes brightened again.
"Ancestor, this is not a good thing, it's nothing if you don't experience it! Hurry up, your family is already on the second floor, you see, the lady is waving at you-it's rude!" Seeing Xia Liang is not shocked Lost, the assistant flexed his hands this time, but failed to move her half a point.
Ai Xiaoxiao didn't say a word, she rubbed her throat and frowned slowly. What medicine does this woman sell in a gourd?
"You're right, it's not a good thing." Xia Liang responded happily, "I am excited about this kind of scene, and it's not a good thing to want to come. Now I understand, someone is really accurate in seeing people, too accurate. ."
The assistant stayed where he was confused.
The corner of Xia Liang's mouth again (gou), this time her smile has nothing to do with "innocent and cute", full of irony.
"Good evening, Dr. Ai—"
She brought the microphone to her mouth, and her voice was amplified by the megaphone and echoed in the auditorium. This greeting was frivolous, and the ebony crowd in the hall was shocked and stopped for a moment.
Ai Xiaoxiao, who was named, was full of question marks, and almost let go of his hand holding the wall lamp.
"I was still troubled before-I am not as great as yours. I just want to prove that the Xia family is useless. Is this method too rebellious?"
"what are you saying?"
It's a pity that Ai Xiaoxiao answered too hoarsely, Xia Liang couldn't hear her, but she obviously didn't intend to hear: "Thanks to someone, I found it. I like this, I—"
She put off her high heels and stepped barefoot on the blood-stained stage.
"I just don't have any great ambitions. But changing the fate of the living in front of me makes my scalp numb."
"..." This statement seemed familiar, and Ai Xiaoxiao was in a daze.
"All the leaders of the Xia family are watching, right? So far, there is no better stage than tonight." Xia Liang tore the long skirt, knotted the hem, and changed it to a style that is convenient for movement.
"You're talking about something inexplicable, but my life is on my side—"
"I have to buy myself some thinking time." Xia Liang said, the hall freezes for a moment.
The voice was neither soft nor tactful, but rather like a dry old man. After this sentence, Xia Liang resumed his original voice. She freed her hand and compared her to the upper level where the three major families were.
The lights on the stage were still, and under the (强qiang) light, she laughed extraordinarily freely.
"Listen to me next, you, let me down first."
assistant︰"?!"
"Go down, go through the e17 aisle, where you can evacuate the wounded. Both wounded are not strong, so let the person next to you help-Ai Xiaoxiao, you cross the fourth and sixth rows diagonally! Step on the back of the chair That’s all, the wounded belongs to you."
Her tone turned into a cold command.
"Next to the goldfish statue in the northwest corner, move three meters toward the entrance! The stool over there can be stowed away, and there are still places for ten people. The people on the stage will all go down to me and retreat to the escape passages on both sides! Those! The place is protected too, don’t be afraid!"
"People in the northeast corner try to stick to the wall and stand. Don't crowd. You are safe here, and there is enough space. People in the southwest and southeast corners walk on both sides of the stage. The backstage and preparation rooms can also accommodate hundreds of people. I said When you stop, you must stop!"
"...With that orange (color) hat as the center, people nearby follow the gap between the chairs and walk towards the stage..."
"...The woman in the bright red hood, have you seen it? The tall one. The one you are in, don't move!"
"Free up the middle aisle, the injured are concentrated in the past, someone will deal with it. Don't join in the fun if the skin is injured, I have a good view here. It's you, the thin bald man in the yellow coat!"
...
In less than ten minutes, the people who had turned into a mess of porridge quieted down, and some strange order appeared in the hall. If you leave the danger, the injured can be taken care of. Although most people can't respond to what the national singer (fafa) gave birth to, even Xia Liang has always been well protected, and even she has not withdrawn, so they have nothing to worry about.
Ai Xiaoli put a broken arm on the floor and looked towards the stage.
It seems that Zhu Yanchen is not the only one arranged by himself. These people are dissatisfied with Zhu Sheng, do not like the three big families, and may not be willing to obey orders. But Xia Liang was different. They loved her for too long, and they couldn't react to the situation for a while and could only subconsciously obey.
Thinking about it this way, it seems that only this one can control the scene. Why didn't she think of it before?
Thinking of this, Ai Xiaoxiao compared the rickety old man Dong and the Yanyan Miss Xia for a while, and they couldn't draw this equal sign. After a few seconds, Dr. Ai gave up thinking, shook his head, and continued to check the injury of the wounded.
"I wish, old man, are you watching?" Xia Liang raised his head and shouted towards the top. "Almost there, close the Grand Theater!"
Zhu Sheng didn't say anything. A few seconds later, there was a rumbling sound of the protective door landing outside.
Yes, Zhu Sheng has to keep y city unscrupulously, presumably he won't lose time because of face problems. Ai Xiaoxiao replaced the gloves and wiped the sweat from his face. The stage lights were still dazzling, and the canary flew out of the cage and landed in front of him.
"The dwellings are mainly concentrated on the east side. The houses nearby are scattered, and the swamp will definitely rush here." She lifted up a strand of long hair and leaned forward, her voice was very soft. "The protection here is similar to the protective wall. At best, it can delay some time. After dealing with these people, you remember to go to the theater entrance to prepare-when the fighting outside is over, there will only be more wounded."
After that, she straightened up again, smiled at Ai Xiaoxiao, and then walked to the exit of the hall.
"...Where are you going?" Ai Xiaoxiao asked with a dumb throat.
"The real front line. Don't worry, I am familiar with all kinds of hidden channels."
Xia Liang threw the microphone casually: "This scene is not addictive."
Seeing that the Grand Theater was successfully sealed, Zhu Yanchen straightened the front cover and walked to the exit of the underground escape passage of the Grand Theater.
Within a few minutes, the heavy metal cover was slowly moved away, and Xia Liang with a gray face came out. The expensive dress was covered with dust and was torn by herself (violently) again, looking inconspicuous.
"Your cloak, Mr. Dong." Zhu Yanchen pulled a large piece of dark (color) fabric from his backpack. "Let's go to the battlefield."
Xia Liang didn't answer: "You knew I would shoot?"
"...If you choose to be a commander, it's just to resist the Xia family. I wouldn't choose you from the beginning." Zhu Yanchen did not answer directly.
Xia Liang patted a bunch of cobwebs from her hair and suddenly laughed. She shook the black cloth, and the next moment, the "old man Dong" familiar to the military appeared again.
"Let's go." She did not continue to ask. "Considering that you can't come forward directly... Are there any hard (sexual) instructions for the next battle, sir?"
"Use all the old models of purification weapons. Be sure to lose naturally and hard, and keep casualties to a minimum."
"Let sigma think that we are inferior? Understood. Where is Shu Jun?"
A smile appeared on Zhu Yanchen's expressionless face: "It's not time for him to take action."
"Tsk, really crooked."
Xia Liang rolled his eyes.
"My identity is exploded, you should hurry up and cheat the corpse. Or the temper of my parents and the old man, I don't want to go home."
"Trust me, soon."