The trial-takers did not say anything. In the face of benefits, the six survivors finally worked together.
The corner of Mr. Zhou's mouth began to Twitch unnaturally. Although he tried his best to maintain a smile, number one's words had clearly offended him.
Whether it was on the ship or on the island, Mr. Zhou had absolute authority in the team.
The armed bodyguards were tempted by the high price he paid and were under his command.Not to mention the workers on the ship, everyone was counting on him to call the satellite phone for help after they got to the Research Institute.
When everyone's lives were at his mercy, they all listened to him. But now, number one was actually negotiating terms with him. One must know that in Mr. Zhou's eyes, the trial-takers were just like hired workers, cannon fodder prepared to be brought to the island to die!
Whether it was social status or other things, Mr. Zhou admitted that he was far from these people.
