"Okay!"
Yang Xinqi didn't say a word, grabbed more than ten people and ran towards the highway.
The zombies came, even Qi Dabin, a notorious talker, fell silent for a moment, and only spoke after Yang Xinqi and others had left.
"Zhang, I admit my plan is rather sinister, but it's apocalyptic now, no country, no government, no law, even damn civilization is barely left. I just want to keep my brothers alive, I'm not wrong, the only wrong thing is that I'm not lucky enough!"
"Zombies get stronger, you manage to escape, and you even meet good people like Old Meng, who bring you to my territory. My woman, merciful at heart, gives you a place to stay, and you're still complaining about luck? Bad luck? I think your damn brain isn't working well! You're just born unlucky!"
Zhang Su rarely responded directly, his words were sharp.
