The marshals of Longcheng knew that for the sake of stability of Longcheng, the marshal first reassure Jiang Yiran.
Arrange her so that when the others leave, they will feel more at ease and will not worry too much.
Seeing two people flying away, I won't pay too much attention.
With the strength of the two of them, even if they encounter creatures of the same level, they can easily kill them.
No one knows what the future will look like.
Yang Hao came to Zhanzhou for the second time, and once again saw the familiar ruins, there are always countless memories in his heart.
Former elementary school classmates, middle school classmates and so on.
After all, it is a place where I lived for more than ten years, how can I not have any memories.
Not to mention Jiang Yiran, who used to be aloof and wanted to be the goddess of snowflakes, and didn't look at the past at all.
Now I come back again and see the familiar scene, it is inevitable to stop and watch, looking for the feelings of the year.
Zhanzhou No. 4 Primary School, Zhanzhou No. 13 Middle School, and Zhanzhou No. 1 Middle School have left too many traces of her.
She used to be extremely dazzling, and she was a well-known girl throughout Zhanzhou.
He has been on TV, and his certificates are all over the wall. He is a man in the school.
"It's a pity that everything is right and wrong. All the East is in ruins. I still remember that I played in that theater. There were no seats. Everyone was immersed in my piano!"
Jiang Yiran pointed to a ruined dome and said to Yang Hao.
The two can be regarded as half fellows, but one is in the countryside and the other is in Zhanzhou, not far apart.
"Haha, you think you are the proud boy of heaven. You are watching us, but the school organizes to go to the theater. But what impressed me was that it was probably high school. It was really good to see a group of elementary school students playing."
Yang Hao also rarely took a leisurely time, recalling while releasing his spiritual consciousness and checking the surrounding situation.
What he didn't expect was that there were still survivors under the original plan of the Grand Theatre.
Moreover, it is unimaginable that there seem to be more than a dozen people inside, leaning on simple seats, surviving.
Not to mention the quality of life, it must be very miserable.
A group of men cowered from the small gap to observe the scenery outside.
There is no water and electricity, only a few expired bread and some sausages. Everyone is carrying some food, probably the food they grabbed.
"I didn't pay attention to the survivors before, but now I found out that they are really pitiful. Being able to survive in the terrifying end times actually experienced too much torture, maybe it's going to be abnormal, right?"
Jiang Yiran naturally sensed their existence and couldn't help but said with emotion.
To be able to become a god, it is natural to have terrifying strength, but not only to look beautiful.
The two people landed from a distance and walked on the grassy ground, feeling the aura in the air of apocalypse.
"If there were not so many killings and deaths, it would be a blessing to be able to walk in the sun with the person you like? Alas!"
Yang Hao was purely sentimental, the last days are really too fucking.
Jiang Yiran looked at him with his head tilted next to him, and said lightly:
"If you were in the heyday, with so many girlfriends, I'm afraid something big would happen. I guess I would have been well educated, and I can't be a human being!"
She is looking down on men who are always in the dark, even if they are good enough.
Yang Hao seemed to be able to sense her innermost feelings, and said lightly:
"What do you know, if it wasn't for saving them, I wouldn't be what I am now. Doppelganger lacks skills!"
Originally, he didn't take the initiative to communicate with each other, it was all due to chance, just in time for a crisis.
Of course, Yang Hao didn't need to tell her how in detail.
The two walked along, the divine consciousness looked around, looking for possible living people.
I visited last time and cleaned up a lot of zombies, so this place seems to be relatively rare.
The ruins of the Grand Theater are even rarer to none.
The zombies that occasionally swim over are quietly perished by the survivors in the original plan.
Will appear calm.
Just when the two people strolled to a distance of 100 meters, preparing to ask the survivors inside, two SUVs with mottled paint galloped from a distance.
Within three seconds, with a cloud of dust and smoke, it quickly stopped in front of the entrance to the ruins of the dome.
From the two cars, twelve women came down.
They were all wearing uniform black leather pants, a cool tight-fitting waistcoat on the upper body, and leather shoes on their feet. Some were wearing loose covers and some were waistcoats, making them tight and neat.
All of them were combing their long hair, and their faces were cold.
With either a machete or a gun in his hand, he quickly stood in a row.
Three women with guns walked in front, nine people with machete, two were in charge of the caboose, and seven followed slowly towards the gathering place.
At this time, a middle-aged woman standing next to the car said coldly:
"Sisters, it's time for revenge! They beat you up at that time, and now they're going back to me fiercely! Men are all scum, and they must all be wiped out!"
As she spoke, she took out a bottle of wine from the carriage and took a sip.
After that, he put down the wine bottle, took out another cigarette, lit it very skillfully, and took a deep breath.
"Yes, Captain! Today, we want them to die! If they don't die, they will be killed!"
"I'm only fifteen years old. They played me a whole round for seven days and almost died of bleeding. I can't let them go!"
"A group of bastard and stinky men, after we're done, we still don't have to eat, let them pay the price today!"
Every woman seemed to mention hatred, and there were endless topics, screaming and rushing into it.
Although Yang Hao was a hundred meters away, he listened very carefully, and was slanderous in his heart.
In the last days, a weak woman will eventually have to endure countless humiliations before she can stand up in the ruins and stand up against each other.
"Once there is no external crisis, they should break out. Let's go, go and see!"
Yang Hao knew very well that the zombies around had disappeared, so he naturally changed to the hatred he had before, and paid the price.
He didn't care and moved forward slowly.
Jiang Yiran, who was next to him, followed along without saying much.
It's just that my eyes are fascinated, I guess I'm thinking about the situation of my mother.
Before the two of them walked within fifty meters, they heard the shouts of various women from the ruins of the dome:
"Raise your hand, grass mud horse, raise your hand!"
"Cut him twice, chop him first, let him dare to resist!"
"If you want to die, they just take off my pants. My old lady is going to take off the meat today. Let you know that if you do something wrong, you will have to pay a price!"
"Boom!"
"what… "
"Whoever dares to run again, he is a role model, to pick off his stamina! I grabbed my legs and forced me to fuck, I will make him pay the price of blood!"
They are no longer weak and soft-spoken little women, but women who are full of swear words and have to be strong in order to survive.
Rude, simple, cruel, forcibly changed in order to survive.