I'm not a theatre god

The main city of Hongchen.

A black motorcade covered in mud roared along the deserted streets.

Huang Xuyue sat in the back seat of the car, looking at the familiar buildings passing by outside the window, with mixed feelings in her heart... She was finally back.

The speed of the convoy was not slow. It did not take too long from the time they decided to return to the time they returned to the city. Fortunately, they were a step faster and did not encounter the witchcraft association that attacked later. Otherwise, they would not be able to enter the city even if they wanted to.

The firelight soaring into the sky was reflected in the rear view mirror, flickering continuously. The direction of the city gate had become purgatory, with billowing black smoke connecting the sky.

"Miss, we are back...what are you going to do next?" Uncle Quan asked in confusion.

"……parking."

"What? Now?"

"Yes, stop the car."

The motorcade slowly stopped at the intersection, and Huang Xuyue pushed open the door and walked out. She carried her suitcase and her long yellow skirt fluttered in the strong wind at the entrance of the street. She ran straight towards several police officers who were evacuating the refugees.

At this time, the police officer was shouting something to the many refugees, while pointing in a certain direction:

"Do you see the intersection ahead? Turn around and there is a staircase to the underground shelter. Go there."

"If that shelter is full, go southeast. There is a wine cellar dozens of meters away. People can be hidden underground there."

"Those silver monsters are not familiar with the terrain, so it is not easy to find shelter. You must not make too much noise after entering, do you understand?"

"Once you go in, you must never come out again! No one can guarantee when those guys will appear on the road. If they see you and find the location of the shelter, they will kill everyone inside!"

"Hurry, hurry! Hurry up!!"

"..."

Residents from various towns outside the main city are being evacuated to different locations in an orderly manner by the police. They are afraid that if they run a step too late, they will be attacked by those silver weirdos and the whole family will be killed.

Several police officers corresponded to the maps with various marks in their hands. After sending a group of people away, they were about to turn back when they saw a man in yellow clothes running towards here.

"What's going on? Why don't you go to the shelter??"

"Police officers, I am not here to take refuge." Huang Xueyue stopped and said solemnly, "I am Huang Xueyue, chairman of the Huang Family Group, and I want to buy something from you."

"Huang's Consortium?" The police officers were stunned and looked at the motorcade on the side with confused expressions. "What do you want to buy?"

"this."

Huang Xuyue pointed to the map full of marks in their hands.

"This thing is not for sale." The police officer shook his head decisively, "I don't care who you are, these are special times, please go to the nearest shelter immediately!"

"No, listen to me, I want this picture for other purposes! The main city of Hongchen is too big and your manpower can't handle it, so..."

"You don't need to worry about the security of the main city..."

"Give her one."

A deep voice came from far away.

Everyone turned to look and saw Wang Jincheng, who was covered in injuries, dragging his tired body. His eyes fell on Huang Xuyue, "We still have many such pictures, and this one is not missing... Miss Huang is a well-known philanthropist in the main city, and I believe she will not do anything detrimental to the main city. "

"Director Wang??" When they saw the person coming, the police officers immediately stood up straight.

"Director Wang...Long time no see." Huang Xueyue looked at Wang Jincheng, "Why are you injured like this?"

"I had a fight with a guy from the Witchcraft Association and almost died...but it's not a big problem." Wang Jincheng took a map from the police officer and handed it to Huang Suyue, "I heard that you guys were involved City, the result is back again?”

"Yes, I want to do something for Hongchen."

Huang Xuyue took the map, her eyes flickering, and she immediately opened the small suitcase in her hand, "How much does this map cost?"

"No need."

Wang Jincheng waved his hands indifferently, and then he seemed to have remembered something, and looked at Huang Suyue with squinted eyes, "But if you encounter the 6 of hearts again next time, remember to tell me...he is still playing tricks on me."

Huang Xuyue was stunned for a moment, then held the map in both hands, bowed deeply to Wang Jincheng, and ran quickly to the convoy.

Clang——

The car door is closed.

"Miss, what are you..." Uncle Quan looked at the map in Huang Xueyue's hand and asked blankly.

Huang Xueyue didn't have time to explain to Uncle Quan. The trot she had just made had beads of sweat on the tip of her nose. She stared at the map in her hand seriously, her eyes shining brightly, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Uncle Quan, let's go."

"Where are you going this time?"

Huang Xuyue put down the map and spoke word by word:

"Dinglu Consortium."

…

Dinglu Consortium, underground.

In the dim light, intricate roads intertwined with each other, like a magnificent underground palace. At this time, in the central area of ​​the underground palace, dozens of figures were gathering together in silence.

A round marble table was placed in the center, with three figures in luxurious clothes sitting on three sides. The incandescent lamp above their heads trembled slightly with the trembling of the earth, causing the shadows of the three people on the ground to sway unsteadily.

Lu Yuanzheng, chairman of the Dinlu Group, Pang Shan, chairman of the Paradise Group, and Su Xiaohong, chairman of the Whale Shark Group.

Behind the three people, there are many very oppressive bodyguards, like an unbreakable city wall covering the three people, and beyond that, there are countless shelves.

These shelves are almost full of reserve supplies. In addition to canned food, compressed biscuits and other reserve food that can be stored for a long time, there are also short-term improvement supplies such as bread, fruit, rice and flour. At this moment, a plate of crystal clear grapes is placed on the marble round table for the three people to enjoy.

"What's the situation outside?" Su Xiaohong glanced back.

A bodyguard walked up quickly and whispered:

"Just got the news that the people from the Witch Association have already fought to the east gate of the city... Now the people of Fushenghui are still fighting desperately, but the situation is not good... I heard that a group of silver monsters have entered the city."

"Silver monster?" Pang Shan was shocked, "Is it very powerful?"

"It's probably equivalent to the combat power of the second and third levels, and they all rely on vision to lock the enemy. It should not threaten the underground shelter in a short time."

Pang Shan breathed a sigh of relief, and he looked back at the bodyguards behind him who were an average of the third and fourth levels, and his heart became more and more at ease... He leaned back on the chair and put a grape into his mouth.

"Fortunately, we are safe."

"Isn't your safety brought by our Dinglu Group?" Lu Yuanzheng snorted coldly, his face a little gloomy, "If I hadn't accepted you, I'm afraid you would be like those civilians, crowded in a public shelter... or exposed on the ground, and could be annihilated by the people of the Witchcraft Association at any time."