On the top floor of Runfa shopping mall.
Nearly a hundred players are gathering in the warehouse.
The warehouse is filled with supplies.
These supplies were originally used to replenish the goods in the shopping mall stores.
Due to the advent of the doomsday game.
This place has become a gathering place for players to collect supplies.
Generally speaking, places with a large flow of people like shopping malls.
There are a lot of zombies, and few people choose to enter here.
But the freight elevator at the back door of this small Runfa shopping mall can lead to the warehouse.
There is no need to come into contact with the zombies in the mall.
So, as long as there are players who have some knowledge of Runfa.
They would choose to take the freight elevator to the top floor to get the food and other supplies they needed.
And a person with more far-sighted thoughts.
Seeing this situation, we decided to form a gathering place here.
Those who can come here to get supplies are "outstanding talents" who are brave enough to leave their homes and kill zombies.
By bringing these "outstanding talents" together, can we form a stronger organization?
With such a "beautiful" idea, the gathering place soon attracted many people to join.
So the leader named the gathering place "Death Club".
In his opinion, these people in his gathering place are the real gods of death!
The god of death who can bring death to zombies!
In just three days, the Death Club had gathered hundreds of people.
With the concerted efforts of hundreds of players, they successfully destroyed several small zombie gathering places.
To put it simply, they are small supermarkets, small shops, small residential buildings and the like.
The success of several encirclements and suppressions brought the pleasure of obtaining spoils and upgrading.
Let the players of the Death Club completely swell up.
They were arguing about making a big move.
At this time, the founder of the Death Club also found that something was wrong.
As the number of members grew, he was no longer able to control them.
Although he didn't really want to, he had to follow the members' wishes and continue like this.
This is the danger of insufficient personal strength and authority.
Where should the Death Club be directed?
Those zombies downstairs are absolutely impossible.
Not only were there a large number of them, but they were also too close.
Once provoked, if we cannot win, our club will fall and all the supplies in the warehouse will be lost.
The founder discussed it with several prestigious leaders in the club.
Finally, the Magic City Museum was chosen.
The location is neither too far nor too near, and the open space at the entrance of the museum is also suitable for fighting.
Of course, they were not really so arrogant as to dare to attack there with only a hundred people.
Instead, they made a tentative plan and waited until the club could gather 200 people before taking action.
"Okay, then it's settled. Everyone can prepare their weapons on their own." Gao Dong said.
He is the founder of the Death Club.
The members of the Death Club stood up and cheered.
"If you ask me, waiting for two hundred people is just underestimating our brothers' strength. We should just charge forward now."
"Yeah, it would be great if I could get a card for a whole roasted lamb. Yesterday's roasted lamb tasted so good!"
"Damn it, I can't wait any longer. No, I'm going to get another bag of ham."
.........
Gao Dong opened his mouth, but hesitated to speak.
He wanted to persuade the members to save some supplies.
I also wanted to persuade the members to be more cautious so as not to attract the attention of the zombies downstairs.
But he knew that no one would listen even if he said it.
Because who doesn’t like to eat to their heart’s content at the end of the world?
Who doesn’t like this kind of unregulated and disorderly carnival club?
Gao Dong always felt that he had taken the wrong path.
But he was reluctant to abandon the club he founded.
To put it bluntly, he still enjoys this seemingly powerful founder status that is praised by members.
So with his indulgence, the members became more and more unbridled.
"Damn it, big yellow hair, keep your fucking hands clean."
Suddenly, a quarrel was heard.
A woman holding an iron rod pointed at a man with dyed yellow hair and spoke.
Behind the woman, there was a girl with a nice figure.
Gao Dong didn't even need to look to know that the big yellow-haired boy was touching the girl again.
The big yellow-haired man looked at the woman holding the iron rod without any fear.
"I say, Tian Ningjing, don't show off in front of me just because you have a bronze-level iron stick." The big yellow-haired man spat on the ground.
"What do you know? It would be better for everyone if this little beauty followed me earlier. But you are the only one who can protect her. How long can you protect her?" The big yellow-haired man looked at Tian Ningjing sarcastically.
Tian Ningjing's body was shaking with anger, and she said angrily, "I know what you, Huangmao, are thinking, and I gave in to you. Bah, are you worthy?"
The surrounding onlookers immediately burst into laughter.
Big Yellow Hair's face darkened.
He felt that he had lost face in front of everyone.
"You stinky bitch, don't be impatient. I'm being a gentleman now and not messing with you. When I find the chance, I'll play you so hard that even your mother won't recognize you." The big yellow-haired man knew that he couldn't beat Tian Ningjing who had the equipment for the time being, so he could only make harsh words.
"Are you still teasing me? Why don't you take a piss and look at your toothpick? It makes me laugh to death." Tian Ningjing saw that the big yellow-haired man had given in, and became more and more demanding.
The people around burst into laughter again.
Big Yellow Hair's expression became even uglier.
He walked to the side and pulled out a big wooden stick.
Gao Dong couldn't sit still anymore.
If things continue to develop, a major conflict will definitely break out.
"Enough." Gao Dong stood up and said.
But his voice was too soft and was drowned out by the laughter of the crowd.
As the atmosphere became more and more lively, more and more people gathered here.
They started shouting to watch the fun.
"Hit me, Huang Mao, don't be scared. How can you be scared of a woman?"
"Tian Niu, give me a good beating. I want to see how you twist your body during a fight."
......
No one noticed.
The freight elevator that could go directly to the top floor slowly opened its door.
A masked man walked in.
Behind him was an extremely tall bodyguard wearing sunglasses.
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