But thinking about it, he knew it was impossible. Who would dare to lead zombies to the Lucky No., knowing they would be captured and definitely meet their death?
"Okay, you can go."
"Huh?"
Just as Feron was about to continue begging, his eyes widened in surprise as he stared dumbfounded at Lin Fan, seemingly unable to believe that the other party was actually letting him leave.
"Thank you, big brother, thank you."
Without a second thought, Feron quickly got into the truck and drove off into the distance, occasionally glancing at the rearview mirror. Seeing Lin Fan still standing motionless, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"Haha, fucking idiot, such a big fucking idiot."
Feron laughed loudly in the truck, feeling scared thinking back on the situation; it was so terrifying, he definitely had to tell Brother Yi about the problem with the survivors of the Sunshine District.
Twenty or thirty zombies had all been chopped to death.
It was really terrifying.
