Cai Jianbin was holding a long watermelon knife in his hand, looking at the group of people descending from the vehicle.
"Guys, you all look like honest folks. Where are you headed?"
Qi Liangliang, who was originally leaning against the iron spikes, stepped forward to ask Lu Hao.
"We plan to go to Base A in City A, but we're not sure what this place is..."
A face of honesty and straightforwardness, Lu Hao asked.
The people who came down from these two vehicles all looked like ordinary folks, and there were even two elderly people, which piqued Cai Jianbin's interest. It was rare to see the elderly in the apocalypse these days.
Probably because... they all died out, perhaps.
"You can go to Base A in City A, but hand over all of your supplies first."
Cai Jianbin, wielding the long watermelon knife, waved it in front of Lu Hao as he spoke, while the people originally by the vehicle gradually surrounded them.
These people, they seemed easy to bully.
