"Boss He, are we just letting them leave like this?"
Wu Xiang felt reluctant. He had his sights set on Xia Ya, initially planning to slowly seduce and coerce her, driving her into a corner to dominate her completely. Who could have foreseen it turning out this way?
Boss He watched the slowly descending elevator without any expression.
In his analysis, the others also had a shelter. In the upcoming apocalyptic survival, it would be a contest of power between shelters. For now, the Lucky One was indeed the best among all shelters, able to withstand any kind of zombie attack. The only concern was survivors from other shelter forces.
Humans are different from zombies.
Zombies have no brains.
Humans do have brains. Merely for three useless survivors, engaging in a conflict with forces from another shelter was not a wise decision. Moreover, that fellow was wearing an exoskeleton suit; their gains were definitely not minor.
"Wu Xiang."
"Boss He."
