As Chen Hu and the others entered from behind the four giant wolves, they were almost certain that the giant wolves were not the enemy’s guess.
“Ta, ta, ta.”
At the bottom of the school building, a middle-aged man with a serious expression was leading two thugs with long knives towards Chen Hu and the others.
One could see that this man’s clothes were cleaner than those of the other survivors. Someone must have washed his clothes every day.
His hair was combed back and seemed to have been smeared with hair oil. There was no layer of dust on both sides of his cheeks like Chen Hu’s. He looked like a business elite.
To maintain such a clean and tidy image in an environment that was close to the end of the world, one had to expend a lot of manpower and resources.
As expected, the only person who could do it was the person in charge of the camp.
The middle-aged man stopped at a distance and looked at the four wolves warily. He questioned Chen Hu.
