Darkness is Coming Chapter 167

  The curtain is lifted and the lights are on the stage.

   A young man slumped in the center of the stage, a "zombie" in front of him was approaching him, his expression panicked, and he was shivering with fear.

   At this moment, the narration sounded.

   "No, I don't want to die, no! What should I do, what should I do? Run? Those who can't escape, they are zombies, and they won't get tired at all. It's better than running to exhaustion and then being caught and eaten by them..."

   The young man propped himself up and picked up the baseball bat that had fallen on the ground.

   "It's better to fight with them! Who am I, Zhang Xiaoqiang, afraid of? My life is up to me! Wow, ah, ah!"

It turned out that this was the hero Zhang Xiaoqiang. I saw him monologue in his heart. He tried his best to smash the zombie head. With a bang, the ghastly zombie fell to the ground. Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't stop and waved the baseball wildly The stick kept hitting the zombie's head, and the scarlet liquid splashed everywhere.

   Hou Jie knew that the voice was a recorded dubbing, the baseball bat was a hollow plastic, and that red liquid? Only dyes. But this did not prevent Hou Jie from being interested in the performance.

   "Go to die, go to die, die! Go to Nima and get a banana bark, how could I, Zhang Xiaoqiang, die in the hands of something like you. That's right, as long as you have the courage, zombies are not scary at all."

After    killed the zombies, the curtain was closed, and when it was opened again, the scene had been changed.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was running on the street and saw a beautiful policewoman in a police uniform being chased by zombies. She kept shooting but couldn't hit her head. The bullet hit the zombies, breaking many muscles and greatly affecting the speed of the zombies. Can't catch up with the policewoman.

   "Hey, beautiful police flower, watch me Zhang Xiaoqiang show his skills!"

  Two seconds later, Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was rushing forward with a baseball bat like a juvenile blood movie fighting a group fight, fell and gnawed shit, but this embarrassing wrestling saved his life.

   "You idiot! Get up!" The policewoman rushed forward and pulled Zhang Xiaoqiang to run back. Seeing that he was about to be surrounded by zombies, he was in a desperate situation.

   "Ah! I'm awake!" The idiot-like narration sounded again, causing many audience members to be unable to restrain themselves, laughing loudly.

"It turns out that the Awakened are so stupid." "I think it's cute, hahaha." "Does anyone think this is an adaptation of a routine?" "Really, ha, if you don't say it, I will Not found."

   There was a lot of discussion in the audience, and Hou Jie smiled knowingly. He had read this kind of novel before.

The two-hour performance was over in a blink of an eye, but Hou Jie was still unfinished, forcing Wang Li to find someone to come and read the whole story. The people he saved betrayed, felt the darkness of human nature, and finally bumped and drifted to Paradise Island.

On Paradise Island, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt the greatness of the Yuanjian Society, the long-lost brilliance of humanity and the warmth of home. He volunteered to join Dawning, and under the leadership of President Yang, he fought side by side with Captain Fang and fought the Jiangxin Island Recovery Campaign. , fought the international trade war, and eventually became a generation of heroes.

   "Is this an adaptation of a true story?" Hou Jie's first reaction after reading the script was to ask Wang Li.

  Wang Li rolled his eyes and said, "How is it possible, who is so stupid who can live until now. But the prototype of the protagonist does exist. It's called Hu Wenchao, and it's still dawning, haha."

   "Hou Jie, what are you thinking?" Tang Tao pushed Hou Jie and pulled him out of his memory.

   "Oh, nothing, I was just wondering why the people on Jiangxin Island are so different from the outside." Hou Jie smiled.

   "Then have you figured it out?"

   "Well, I probably figured it out."

   "Oh, that's fine, come, eat grilled wings." Tang Tao handed Hou Jie a bunch of grilled wings, and the slightly blackened skin was sprinkled with cumin and chili noodles, which was fragrant.

   Hou Jie took it, took a sip, and asked, "Thank you, don't you ask me what I want to understand?"

   "What's there to ask about." Tang Tao handed another bunch of grilled wings to the other hand. The other party waved coldly and refused, opened the bottle cap and filled his head with wine.

  Hou Jie squinted at the man. He knew that this young man who was addicted to alcohol was Yu Qian, the vice president of the Yuanjiao Association. He was second only to the chairman of the Yuanjiao Association in terms of status and combat power.

   But the president obviously looked down on a little guy like him, Hou Jie. No matter how much he tried to strike up a conversation along the way, he couldn't get a single word of response, and the other party didn't even bother to look at Hou Jie.

   "This is also because the road conditions are not good, otherwise we have already arrived." Tang Tao said while eating the grilled wings, "We will be there tomorrow night at the latest."

   "Well, yes." Hou Jie echoed, "Is it still early for a break? What will you do next time?"

"Singing and dancing around the bonfire?" Tang Tao laughed, "Look at our heavy riding camp, there are not only men with guns and guns, but also twelve rose beauties. Faith, but also poet-like feelings and romance."

  This proposal made the knights of the heavy cavalry battalion cheer, and the female knights stood up and sang and danced, while the rest clapped to the beat and sang a strange song.

   "I want to be Yuan Jiang's loyal son."

   "And the eternal lover of hope."

   "Like all knights whose dreams are their horses."

   "I had to walk the same path as martyrs and clowns."

   "Everyone will put out the fire, but I alone will raise the fire high."

   "This fire is great, and it blooms in the sacred homeland."

   "Like all knights whose dreams are their horses."

   "I use this fire to live the vast darkness of my life."

   Hou Jie could hear it, his unfocused pupils hummed this charming tune along with the people around him unconsciously towards the dancing female knights.

   "Tang Tao, this is?" Yu Qian put down the jug and asked a question for the first time, obviously he also liked this song very much.

"This is a song written by Secretary-General Zhang and sent to everyone in the Yuanjiu Society. I heard her say that the lyrics were changed from Haizi's poem, and she composed the melody. As soon as this song came out, we re-ridden these girls. Have you become a loyal fan of Secretary-General Zhang, haven't you heard of it?" After speaking, Tang Tao realized that he had asked something stupid, and smiled awkwardly at Qian. Yu Qian lived alone in the wooden house by the sea for a long time, and naturally he had never heard this widely circulated party song.

   "Haizi, "The Seven Books of the Sun", "Motherland", also called "Taking Dreams as Horses"." Hou Jie's eyes blurred, he remembered, "You, Secretary-General Zhang, are very skilled."

   "Of course, haha." Tang Tao and Yourongyan smiled proudly, "But this is an adaptation. I personally prefer the exclusive battle song written by the president for our heavy cavalry battalion."

   Hou Jie nodded, not arguing about which is better, adaptation or original, but just watched quietly, under the bonfire in the long night, a group of black knights laughed and swept away the sadness of winter.

Chapter end