Just as Lin Fan was about to speak.
The car spewed exhaust and zoomed away in a trail of smoke.
"I still wanted to ask if you guys had settled the bill..." Lin Fan watched the departing van.
Then looked at the gas pump that had fallen to the ground, shook his head, and thought even if you don't pay for the gas, you should at least put the gas pump back properly.
Lin Fan set the scattered gas pump in place and carried the bucket as he walked towards the district.
Encountering survivors was a good thing.
It just lacked trust.
That could be understood.
...
...
As the van rode along the road, ignoring the surrounding zombies, it quickly arrived under a bridge and stopped in front of an imposing iron beast.
Zhou Yang surveyed the surroundings.
He saw no zombies.
Two men stepped out of the iron beast, Xu Zeyang and Wen Jie.
Zhou Yang, carrying a bucket full of gasoline, walked up to them.
