Qing Jue may be the zombie king, but he was still somewhat naive. At this moment, he felt betrayed and it didn't feel good.
Dr. Lin smiled gently. His countenance was friendly, and Ah-Sen pulled a chair from the debris, then helped Dr. Lin to it. Even when Dr. Lin was injured, he was still elegant.
"Stupid, she's right. I've been using you, and I thought about scheming slowly, but now I don't have time to put on an act with all of you."
Dr. Lin was smiling but the way he looked at Qing Jue like he was looking at a fool.
"You, dream on." Ze Ning went over and pulled Qin Yi behind him as he stared at Dr. Lin with his guard up.
He already felt that this Doctor wasn't a good person, and he was right.
"Dream on?" Dr. Lin suddenly chuckled. "Do you guys have a choice at this point?"
The mockery on the corners of his mouth was very obvious.
